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impotent with a woman. That had happened a number of times when Richard had tried previously to reform. The reiteration of those searing moments of shame had been the most pathetic part of the King's delirious ravings. There could be no doubt of Richard's confidence now, however. Perhaps because this union is blessed by the Church it will be different, Simon thought. Previously Richard had only been choosing between two sins, and it was possible that that idea made the more heinous of the sins less awful in his eyes. |
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Hardly had the Fiats that acknowledged the marriage faded into silence than a second ceremony began. Berengaria was to be crowned Queen as well as wife this day. Simon had suggested the idea to Joanna on the grounds that they did not know whether Comnenus would attack once his forces were regrouped and it might not be possible to have the coronation later. Joanna had accepted the reasoning without question so Simon had achieved his purpose without having to admit that he wished to avoid another extended period of idleness and celebration. The feasting could always be prolonged if things went well. |
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Certainly all seemed to be progressing excellently. The feast and entertainment could not be faulted nor could the delicate perfection or blushing modesty of the bride or the magnificent, battle-scarred maleness of the equally naked groom when they were shown to their noble attendants in the bedding ceremony. The usual jests were made, although the time given to them was not overlong; Richard was already displaying his readiness to do his duty. In the general retreat from the nuptial chamber, Simon and Alinor found it easy enough to meet. Without a word exchanged, they moved outside into the inner court garden by mutual consent. Alinor rested her head against Simon's shoulder. |
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"I wish," she said softly, "that I were sinless instead |
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