CHAPTER TWENTY SIX

** (A/N)A bit of mature theme at the end** A smile graced his lips. He had woken before the sun did. Edgar discarded the full bottle of wine away. He couldn't even drink. He did not want to sleep. He'd have nightmares. The slow tap came to the door and he groaned. The tap came for the seventh time before he managed "Enter" His hand boy came in with a tray of food. He could smell flour and his stomach churned "My lord" he bowed "Draw my bath" he said and he boy laid the tray on the table by the window, walking into his wash room He could hear him filling the large pot with barrels of water. He went to inspect the tray and could only agree with an unripe cucumber. Drinking his water, Edgar walked in to meet the servant leaving the washroom. "Dismissed" Edgar said as he disrobed and went into the pot which was sprinkled with lillac and scented oil. Washing down to his long hair, Edgar dried himself thoroughly and picked out a cotton shirt and breeches which he wore under his