When they were done, Harald spoke.
"Let me look at that leg."
"Only fair."
As he spoke, Janos pulled the feather end of a broken shaft from his belt, held it out. Harald looked, nodded, set to work.
Stephen came over, accompanied by a man in blue and gold who bowed to the King, spoke.
"Your Majesty. What's left of your cousin's guard asked me to tell you we didn't know."
The King gave him a long look. The guard captain met it.
"Bandage your wounded, bury your dead. Swear to me. What's left of you are with my guard till this is over."
The King waited until the wounded had been dealt with before ordering his pavilion pitched. Harald, last to arrive, found the King on a camp stool, six provincial lords standing, Leonora sitting in a corner. He found a travel sack filled with something soft, sat down next to her. The King spoke.
"Excellencies,