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pended while the Queen met and conferred with Count Philip of Flanders. Related to both Philip of France and King Richard, the Count of Flanders could be presumed to be neutral between them. He was, however, being primed by the Queen to be Richard's advocate in breaking the betrothal to Alais so that the King would be free to marry Berengaria.
"I know you would not do so apurpose," Alinor replied, "but I am the King's ward, and a word there, where I know you to be weakest, would be the most dangerous."
Berengaria considered that and smiled. "Oh, dear, I fear you might speak true. If Richard asked, I could not lie or even hold my tongue." She pouted prettily. "But why should he ask?"
"He would not ask about me. I have never spoken more than a few words to the King, and I doubt he would remember my name or my face, but when lovers talk of love other lovers, especially those with sad tales, come into the talk."
That was so true that Berengaria could not deny it. She had come to be fond of Alinor and did not wish any unhappiness to befall her. She would not ask any questions of others, which might bring unfortunate revelations, but she was very curious about the man who could attract so strong-minded a damsel.
"Can you tell me nothing? Not even why it is dangerous to you both to be in love? Is he a low person, aa jongleur?"
Doubtless Berengaria had heard the tale of Bertrand de Ventadorn and the Queen. Alinor shook her head indignantly. "Certainly not. He is a preux chevalier, a knight of great prowess and high honor but of little estate and little influence. My estate is greatnot to be compared with yours, of course, but the King might gain a strong ally or a great price with my marriage."
"Richard is not greedy!" Berengaria protested with sparkling eyes.
"No, he is not," Alinor agreed, "but he is a king,

 
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