Edgar was always a little apprehensive when he saw Marsneckta, Count of Morlay, like a thief who feared that someone would see through his secrets. This nervousness made the Earl of Morley feel a little strange, but King Malcolm was newly married, and some important matters had to be discussed between him and the prince, so the Earl continued to talk to the absent-minded Edgar about the military arrangements for the next month, and the Bishop of Warchester reminded Edgar from time to time to pay attention to the repair of some key bridges, the collection of transport vehicles, etc.

Having survived the long deliberations, Edgar was finally able to leave the city and enter the camp prepared for the Northumbrian army, when the county militia had not yet arrived, and the archers of the Welsh border under the command of the Earl of Moca were stationed in Mercia, and only a few knights and the Count of Benicia were trained here. Edgar saw that the Earl of Northampton had already arrived, so he went up to him and asked him about today's training arrangements.

"I can't train today, a lot of people drank too much last night, and now they have a hangover, and it's going to kill these guys if they get on the horse." Count Volsiov replied with a grin.

The prince's face turned red, and it happened that one of the attendants brought "Tofi" to him, and when he saw that the horse's fur had been painted with great light, he suddenly remembered the satin-smooth carcass of the lady last night, and he suddenly jumped on his horse's back and rushed straight out of the camp, and the Earl of Northampton and his attendants watched the prince rush out, and they were stunned. Edgar went out of the camp and rode into the woods, hunted for a day, and returned in the evening, with a bunch of hares hanging on at once.

The evening breeze calmed him down slightly, and the cavalry officer, who was actually in his forties in his previous life, warned himself again and again: this is just desire, not love. But from morning to now, there was always a voice that kept coming from the bottom of his heart, and a feeling of infatuation almost drove him crazy, and the young prince's soul seemed to be boiling, and it merged into the lieutenant's half-life memory, and his mind seemed to split, and the trees and walls around him seemed to spin. It's hopeless! Edgar finally came to his senses: the other party was a married woman, and the Count of Morais would see this as a challenge to his family's dignity, which was not a price he could afford now.

King Malcolm and Edgar's sister, Queen Margaret, looked very happy in front of everyone, in fact, Margaret still felt a little sore in her pelvis, and at the dinner, Edgar was late enough to even change last night's robe, which made Queen Margaret feel a little strange. She gave her brother a strange look, but he ignored him, and following his gaze, Margaret found that her brother was staring at Madame Gluohe on the other side, and the burning meaning in this gaze was something she could not mistake, and this discovery made her a little shocked. Queen Margaret suddenly lost her appetite for food, and her change in mood was immediately noticed by King Malcolm, who had to excuse herself from some discomfort and leave her seat.

When she came to a small garden beside her, she saw a tall figure, it was Prince Donald, the king's brother, and Donald saw her, so he came and greeted her, and Margaret's melancholy was hidden by the night, and she smiled and replied. Donald, with a haughty expression, congratulated the queen on her new marriage, and then added: "I wish you many children." Although this sentence was very appropriate, his cold tone made Margaret shiver involuntarily.

The court is always full of darkness and secrets, and although she has just become queen, Marguerite has heard some secrets, including her husband's assassination of King Lurach, the father of the Count of Morais, in the past. However, Margaret is not her weak sister Christina, she has an inner strength, especially when it comes to protecting her family, and she secretly resolves to protect her loved ones from harm, no matter what happens. After regaining her composure, she returned to the hall and casually raised her glass to the nobles present. When she saw that Edgar's seat was empty, she only frowned slightly, and disappeared in an instant.

After July, the war was approaching, and Edgar finally ended his tryst and said goodbye to Lady Glouoch, who might leave before he returned to York, and it was unknown when he would see him again. Edgar didn't even know if he would make it back alive from the battlefield, but occasionally it occurred to him that if he was defeated, exile in Scotland might not be entirely a bad thing.

Madame de Grooch did not weep in front of her lover, but only secretly shed tears after the prince had left, and the people she loved the most were going to the battlefield, so that she could not even tell whether she was weeping more for her brother or for her lover, but she was quite sure that they had nothing to do with her husband.

Eventually, the number of English and Scottish troops from York reached more than 10,000, and the Northumbrian knights under Edgar were restored to a full strength of more than 800 men, equivalent to a cavalry regiment. The militia of the northern aristocracy, such as the Earl of Benicia, was centered on the noble guards, who would follow Edgar's royal flag as the vanguard of the coalition army, and after joining up with the Welsh army of the Earls of Moka and the Earl of Glamorgan, they would march straight into Nottingham, which was being defended by King William's illegitimate son, Poverel.

After passing through the watery sections, the shadows of the Western Peaks come into view, and the steep rock walls near the Sol Cave can be intimidating for any large army. Prince Edgar asked Walsioff, Earl of Northampton, "How far is it?" ”

The Earl of Northampton, riding a black Normandy horse, replied: "It will be Nottingham in about two days, and the Earl of Moca may arrive later." ”

Edgar lifted his helmet, surveyed the terrain for a while, and said, "Let's speed up, we must pass through this area as soon as possible, and wait for the Welsh in Nottingham." ”

The green waves of the vast forests in the distance rose and fell in the wind, the blue and purple glows of the blue mountains in the west, and the power of the sun was hard to watch, but Edgar accelerated forward, feeling the power of the west wind blowing from the mountains to the deep sea, like the Assyrian knights rushing to the walls and towers of Babylon, galloping on the Roman road. Overhead, a goshawk flew in the direction of the western cliff, like a king looking down on all beings, and below was the army of England advancing at full speed, looking from the clouds, like a black train through the green earth.