Friday, March 10, 2023

Chronicles of the Brittany Kings Chapter 46

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King Aurelius as officially known, rode the lands to look at the damage by the Anglo-Saxons, during the occupation and war. He saw the villages and towns reduced to charred remains with the dwellers displaced. The sanctuary then were the churches and monasteries but, many were also burned to the ground.

“Rebuild the houses and churches.” King Aurelius gave the command to the Lords. “Spare no efforts on it.”

“My King, do you regret sparing the lives of the Anglo-Saxons now since you saw their works on us?” The King was asked.

“I spared their lives to that no more bloodshed was added. The works now do not require sacrifices but the works of our people to rebuild what is theirs.” King Aurelius looked at the clergy who asked him.

“Would you want the sweat of the others in the rebuilding?” King Aurelius added. “The House of God will be better built by the ones who believe in it.”

“The Egyptians had their slaves to …” The clergy was adamant but the King cut in.

“Those slaves were of blood and flesh. Like them, the Anglo-Saxons are also not slaves. They are given sanctuary at the northern borders. They will protect us when there.” The King looked to the skies. “They are building roofs over their homes as we speak. We should do the same ourselves.”

The King rode on to look at the other damages. He knew in his mind that his decision to spare the Anglo-Saxons was not well received but he wanted to stop the war. The war with the Anglo-Saxons was never ending and with his move, he hoped that they will learn to live together.

The King also sat to listen to the disputes among the locals. Most of it was on the ownership of land.

“He has taken all the land. I am still the son of my father who is ours.” The dispute was told to the King. “I demand my portion to contend.”

The King ruled what was fair; the previous owners had their lands back or shared by their heirs, or if there is none, the land will be given to the deserving ones like the warriors who fought for Briton.

“The law of the land shall prevail with the Lord to preside, and if there is further discontentment, they can reach to me as King.” King Aurelius told the people he met.

“You may have undermined the authority of the local Lord.” The King was advised by the Lords.

“The Lords without the support of their people will not stay long as one. I am being fair to ensure that all is done in accordance. Let no one greed over the land. After all, what the land yields, the Lord will have his share of it.” The king looked at them. “Would you prefer unattended lands or the growing fields of grains?”

The king traveled far from London to Winchester to look at the restoration works there, and finally, he arrived at Kaercaradoc; the place where the Lords were massacred by the Anglo-Saxons.

“My King, we can move on.” The Lords told the King then.

“No, I want to see the hall.” King Aurelius rode to the monastery. It was still in the air and silence prevailed there. Aurelius dismounted and was met by the Abbot from the Monastery.

“I will break the vow of silence to speak, my King.” The Abbot addressed the King. “The others are in prayers with their mind. We still come here to appease the lost souls of the departed Lords.”

Aurelius had heard that the bodies of the Lords were burned in a pile after the killings. He had seen other killings near the monastery; acts of vengeance by the locals on any Aglo-Saxosn seen there. The retaliation had stopped with the King’s arrival.

“Let me in.” King Aurelius walked past the Abbot to step into the monastery. He saw the rows of monks there; three hundred were their numbers who had lined up to see the King, They bowed to him when he walked past but his attention was toward the hall. The doors were opened and Aurelius stepped in. He saw the long tables and benches, with the roasting places in between the tables.

The place smelled of nothing. There were no tapestries there, only the bare furniture.

“We cleaned it daily…the hall.” The Abbot told the King. “We air the …”

A crow’s calling was heard then. Its quaking noise resonated in the hall.

“Chase the crow!’ The Abbot told the monk, but the King was approaching the tables. He looked at the surface of the table and placed his right hand there. He could touch the uneven surface caused by the knives or whatever that were used on it.

“My King, you may want to wash your hand.” The Abbot had then offered the wet cloth to the King. The king moved along the tables to the beginning of it. He stood there watching how the Lords could have been slain then

“Was this where Vortigern stood?” The King asked,

“I am unsure, my King. I only arrived later.” The Abbot replied. The King then took leave but before he left, he had the Abbot told to continue the services.

“We shall retain this place as a….monument to us for we were not united then. One man betray us when we should all be united.” King Aurelius spoke to the Lord there. “Let it be a lesson that all it can take was one of us to destroy the united.”

“Judas was the one we need to avoid having among us.” King Aurelius borrowed the betrayal tale of the one named Judas.

 

 

 

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