“Some are still alive.”
“These pirates are hard; they die slowly, despite beak and claw. Such be the death of all who burn holy houses and homes, and put women and children to the sword.”
“Take them down, or let them be killed outright.”
“Never.”
“At my prayer.”
“What I have done, I have done.”
“Cruelly.”
“Cruelly, madame! You should have seen twenty dead nuns tied to stakes as I have seen, and you would gloat and be glad as I am. By God, little mercy had this offal at my hands in the glades of Andredswold. I burnt, and crucified, and tore with horses. Mere steel is too good for such as these.”
“My lord!”
“What is hate unless it is hate? I can never brook an enemy to Britain.”