The Earl is away at the Kings Court in London, but he returns to Salisbury unusually early.
In a great frenzy the banners are summoned, and once again the men of Salisbury are to march to war!
It seems Duke Gorlois has fled the kings court without permission last winter and for no good reason (as always the chattering classes spread vile lies, about a breach of hospitality by the king himself against the duchess Ygrain no less; but the king has said there is no just cause and there the matter ends!)
The armies of Logres soon assemble at Sarum, and the king wastes no time in taking his force south as soon as possible, with orders for the rest of the army to follow.
Gorlois is at Castle Terrabil with the bulk of his forces, whilst the Duches Ygrain and the rest of his family hold the near impenetrable Tintagel castle.
The Earl declares that the men of Salisbury will aid the king in securing Tintagle, whilst Prince Madoc leads the bulk of the army in the assault against Gorlois and Terrabil.
The siege is long, and costly at Tintagle. Week after week goes by and, despite the advice of this commanders, despite the intial plan being simply to bottle up the forces of tintagle; the king repeatedly attempts assaults against the keep. As it can only be approached by a narrow causeway, for a few hours each day when the tied is out, many men die from drowning as much as they do from the stones and arrows hurled from the cliff top castle.
Our good squadron of knights perform their duties by scouring the land surrounding Tintagel, and they deal with a diverse array of Cornish peasantry; including tin miners who cannot be flushed out from their mines except at great risk, and group of fishermen who are obviously well used to raids from the sea, but not used fighting landward attacks by mounted men. The kings orders were to purge the lands, but all the knights struggle with this, none more so when sir Saravinus discovers the fishermen he must ride down are dedicated to his own newly beloved goddess, Domnu.
After several weeks our troop find themselves orders to the front lines of the assault on Tintagle. Sir Amig pleads with his Earl and his King to refrain from these insane attacks… but to no avail, with the king merely saying the land assaults will stop when our lord Merlin deigns to give service to his king!
Heart broken, the honorable Sir Amig limps towards the shore and leads the first charge of the day himself. The fattened sea gulls can hardly fly from their feasting upon the dead, and as for Sir Amig, his body is never to be found, as it is taken by the sea. Our own squadron of knights brace themselves to be the next into the meat grinder when, with tears streaming down his face, Merlin at last yields to whatever orders the king has placed on him; but utters a dire warning about the cost the king will bear if they do ‘this thing’.
Greatly pleased the king stops the assault across the causeway, and Merlin and the king retire to the kings tents.
Later that night, an erie mist distorts the sounds in the darkness, and it seems a voice cries out in the knight “The Duke, Duke Gorlois, quickly open the gates!”
The next day the news arrives, the Duke of Cornwall has perished at Castle Terrable, as has our own beloved prince Madoc! When he hears the news; Uther turns pale mutters that the price was too high by far…
With vioctory at last in cornwall, the men of Salisbury are stationed at the hospitatlity of Sir Therbert of Malrboro as castellion of Terrabil, and Warder of Cornwall and Brittany. Sir Therbert is most generous to his guests of Salisbury, and whilst they spend the year away form their wives, they find great comfort in the rich surroundings of Cornwall. Before the winter is out, word reaches the southern coutnies of the funeral for the prince, quickly followed by the kings wedding to the duchess.Our story continues