Right on time the servant girl came into the room with his noon victuals. This time though, when she looked at him she asked a question, "Tell me Coeur de Lion, which would you prefer - the sword or the scabbard?"
Her soft voice was melodious. Richard looked surprised at the woman. Without a moment’s hesitation he answered, "The sword Milady. How else were I to defend myself?”
The dark-haired lady shook her head mournfully and answered, “Than I fear, brave-hearted one, that your demise shall be as sad as Charlemagne’s predecessor.” She ended this statement on a sigh as she set the tray of victuals down.
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