(Page 1 of 22) Cry for the Wolf, Chapter 6. by Richard WalkerSUMMARY: Rhiarra goes to court and afterwards broaches the subject of love with her intended ...Canon Court of the Cathedral Chapter of Fallominster at Fallond,
All-Feast Term, last week of April
Mummersetshire
Zouche v. Twye & Whelton ... grant Quo Jure
Maltby v. Duffelde ... Enforcement of a Chancery Use
Mortimer v. Montgomery ... Special Deposition by the Earl of Belhall, lord-in-residence
Esturme ... Petition for special dispensation to the Cathedral Canons
Mortimer v. Montgomery ... Special Deposition E. Belhall, lord-in-residence
Holt v. Debenham ... Petition of Note to the Cathedral Fathers
Helewys v. Earl of Westmarch ... Mort d'Ancestor
Montgomery v. Mortimer ... Action of Entry ad terminum qui preteriit
Adam v. Goodknave Novel Disseisin
Thomas v. William Novel Disseisin
Presentment of Swynnerton ... Ottley, Pirehill, Cuttlestone, Seisden, Totmonslow hundred juries
It was bright mid-morning, but the slick, polished marble floor of the archbishop's palace beneath Rhiarra's feet felt decidedly chilly through her fashionable slipper of fine imported brocade. She had been first to arrive among the petitioners and had already been at the clerk's office to check the docket for the day. She had hoped that she would have been able to get in a snack on the muffins she had brought with her while she waited, but as it was early and she had been vying for a spot on the docket with an agent of some earl, so she had had to share them with the clerk, literally buttering the man up. It was a good thing Magota could bake, as Rhiarra had never learned and the clerk had had a weakness for such sweets. As it stood, the clerk had placed her above the earl's agent, being only an agent and not the earl himself, and postponed the interview of some poor commoner of, in the clerk's estimation, almost no consequence, and that until sometime after the Fete. She took the opportunity to pace back and forth in the hall, fretting, knowing that doing both was pointless. If her cause had been less urgent she would have felt badly for the man she had inconvenienced, but she also knew that, had her cause been less urgent, she had not plied her charms and valued breakfast so. She too was fond of those orange-flavored muffins dotted with pretty sugared violets. Well, at least the clerk had provided blackberry tea, even if it had been a bit too sweet alongside the muffins. The clerk at least had been well pleased. She looked about the hall at the great crowd of people gathered for the day's business, and knew her time with the clerk that morning had been well-spent. She was sure that a great many people would be disappointed in their attempts to be heard in the bishop's court before it closed down for the duration of the royal Fete.
She heard the court crier thump his staff of office, and, his loud "Oi-yez, Oi-yez!" as the council of canons called the Holy Fathers of Fallond entered and the court settled down to begin its business. Rhiarra reviewed her preparations, the key people she had written, several by judiciously employing Fossen's name. It was lucky for her that he was so well known and commonly well-liked.
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