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He could not delay long. He must discover what had become of his gold and treasure and of course of his sister and his bride.
How frightening was the storm at sea!
Joa
They both felt ill but Joa
‘These Mediterranean storms arise quickly and as quickly fade away,’ she told her. ‘Richard will bring us safely through.’
‘Alas,’ said Berengaria, ‘we are not sailing with him.’
‘But under his command,’ Joa
They lay side by side holding each other’s hands for comfort.
Joa
‘There is always war,’ said Berengaria. ‘How I wish there could be peace!’
Joa
She was fearful thinking of his ship now and wondering whether it was following them. In storms fleets were often scattered. What a hazardous undertaking it was to travel by sea and it was amazing how often it was undertaken. If they had been on Richard’s ship she would have been much happier. This brought her back to the strange fact that Richard had not been in any hurry to marry. Joa
He was not young. He should be getting sons.
And as the wind buffeted them Joa
As she lay side by side with Berengaria and thought how i
They should have sailed in Richard’s ship for the hazards of the sea were known to be great. How could a lover contemplate allowing his bride to face, not in his care, the unpredictable elements when one short ceremony could have made it possible for them to travel together?
The same thought which had worried her mother kept recurring to Joa
None of this did she convey to Berengaria. And as they rocked in their bunk, clinging to the sides of it, now and then involuntary exclamations of dismay breaking from them, suddenly it seemed that the storm was abating.
Joa
And during the fifteen minutes which followed it became obvious that this was so. They slept fitfully and as soon as the dawn came they went on deck and by the morning light were dismayed to discover that they and the other two Dromones which had left Messina together were alone.
‘Where is the rest of the fleet?’ cried Berengaria. ‘Where is the King?’
That was something which could not be answered. They could only wait and see what the day brought forth.
Battered and in sad need of repair they drifted on and at the end of the day they came in sight of land.
They had reached the island of Cyprus.
They dropped anchor.
What peace to be at rest! How wonderful not to feel the sickening roll of the ship under their feet! But they could not enjoy this peace so great was their anxiety, for Richard’s ship was nowhere to be seen. The Captain of their vessel came to them and told them that he intended to land at Cyprus. There it seemed certain that Isaac Comnenus, who was known as the Emperor, would offer them hospitality. They could rest there until they had some news of what had happened to the rest of the fleet.
Feeling very uneasy and visualising the many disasters which could so easily have befallen Richard, they prepared to go ashore, but before an hour had elapsed the Captain came to them to tell them that a small boat had come alongside with a message from Isaac Comnenus to the effect that he would not receive them. Such inhospitality was astounding, especially as he must know that Richard would be incensed at this treatment extended to his sister and his bride-to-be. It could only mean that Isaac believed Richard would never arrive at Cyprus.
A dreadful foreboding had settled on everyone aboard. They were at the mercy of the sea; their ships were in need of repair; the Emperor of Cyprus was refusing his help and the rest of the fleet with the King among it, had disappeared.
There was worse to follow.
During their first night off Cyprus a small boat rowed out to the ship and in it were several English sailors.
They had an alarming story to tell.
A few days earlier they had arrived at Cyprus in a very sorry condition. They had been helped ashore by seemingly friendly Cypriots who had assisted them in salvaging what they could from their vessel; and then, as soon as they and their goods were on land, had promptly taken the goods and cast the sailors into prison. By great good luck a few of them had endeavoured to escape and so had returned to the ship with the news.
This was very disconcerting, especially as the wind had risen again and was buffeting the ship as it lay at anchor. On one side were the unpredictable elements of the ocean, on the other the unfriendly Emperor.
The next day there was a turn in events. Berengaria watching for a sight of Richard’s ship noticed a small boat coming out to their ship.
She ran to Joa
In a short time the Captain appeared.
‘There are messengers from the Emperor Isaac Comnenus who would speak with you.’
Joa
The Captain came with the two men who bowed low and showed great deference to the ladies.
‘Our Imperial Lord sends his greetings,’ he said. ‘He fears there has been a misunderstanding. He now knows that the ships which were wrecked on his coast belong to King Richard of England. He has heard that you ladies have arrived and he wishes to offer you the hospitality of his country. If you will come ashore with us you will be received with all honours and the Emperor has had apartments made ready for your comfort.’
Joa
Berengaria was about to speak when Joa
Joa
‘Time, my lady? You must be weary of the sea. The Emperor has a luxurious apartment waiting for you. All he wishes is that you will both be comfortable in the one he has prepared for you.’
‘May we send you a message when we are ready?’
‘If it is your wish, but the Emperor is waiting to greet you now.’
‘We could not come at such short notice,’ said Joa
The two messengers were persuasive. They enlarged on the delights of the island. The most luscious fruit grew there and the Emperor was very eager for the ladies to enjoy the delights it could offer.