In any case, the commotion among the Knights ceased.
"I have brought the decree of the Holy See, Sir Belem." Anselm's tone was level, as if he were speaking of some unrelated matter.
He was just a Priest, yet he exuded a strange, intimidating presence. At least, that was how Belem felt.
"The English Channel has been rather treacherous of late. It's such a short distance, yet there are so many mishaps.
Perhaps the King's recent maritime ban has some merit. After all, making so many of Normandy's obedient and respectable subjects risk a watery grave to come to this God-forsaken island... it truly is cruel in every sense of the word.
Fortunately, blessed by God, you have safely crossed the channel and have not been so easily returned to the embrace of the Lord of Heaven. I, Belem, your former student, am immensely gratified and pleased by this. Otherwise, who knows when Prince Robert's cause might ever succeed.
