Still! Sit! For though you listen long
Long would you wait without the hope of song
So sweet as this. As Illien himself set down
An age ago. Master work of a master's life
Of Savien, and Aloine the woman he would take to wife.
Aloine's father was Valdemar
seigneur of Antrecht,
solemn city above the Lad.
When war came,
and it came across the Lad,
Valdemar gained first fame
by taking hostage Savien's dad.
Empty lay the house of Traliard
Crumbling like a flower
being ripped apart
like their acres taken by the sea.
This was when Savien sailed the Lad,
went westwards to Lord Antrecht,
secretly planning to free his dad
and asked for work as a guardian.
"Father, its true, you are too old,"
said Aloine in jesting,
"Him I can order around the stronghold
or else use him for poison testing."
"Antrecht, your daughter is cold,"
answered Savien unafraid,
"Marry her to a man rich and old,
who will enjoy a blackthorn maid."
"Father, its true, this you should do,
so I could murder him off
and return to you.
I need no guard."
She didn't need him, he hated her.
Time passed, but hatred did also pass.
She saved his life, he fell in love with her.
They secretly engaged at last.
But bone and stone was the only ransom brought
Ashore at Traliard's to Valdemar.
Accordingly dark was his thought
ordering to be killed Savien's father.
"I have to leave you, Aloine,
tomorrow in silence I leave you,
for neither future has peasant Savien
nor reasons he could confess to you."
"Leave me not now, my Savien,
Lovest you me no more, still leave not,
As armies move against Antrecht,
Who'll lead the troops of defence? Leave not."
"Tomorrow at sunset I leave you,
although it breaks my heart to go away.
Aloine, I swear I will return to you,
within the space of year and day."
"Years may pass somewhen, my Savien,
but my love for you will not pass.
I will still love you, my Savien,
knowing I will never see you again."
"Years might pass, I might have to fight,
But I have to return to you always
I will never forget, Aloine, my bright,
but forgive me, I cannot stay."
When two knights left Antrecht at sunset,
Father and son, the weak and the strong,
"Chase them," cried Antrecht, "turn them back,
Kill them, I want this pretender hung."
Off went the guards arrows shooting
Catching up with them at Metherin.
At Metherin stumbled the older Traliard,
two arrows from his chest protruding.
"Ride without me," wispered Lord Traliard,
and fell off his horse into the Lad.
Arrows clattered against Savien's armor,
still, he tore it off and went after his dad.
Water went by, and a Traliard dying within.
But Berenger, the lord of the Amyr,
found someone in shock beneath Metherin,
someone young, the death so near.
With him afterwards went the stranger,
having forgotten all but Aloines face,
As high into the mountains wanted Berenger
fighting cold, men and non-human race.
Seven years Savien stayed with Berenger
remembering his name in the first,
conquering Can, famous wrestler, in the second,
memories of his home found him in the third.
„I have to leave you, My Lord Amyr,
No more for greater good can I fight,
For I already love Aloine of Antrecht.
My oaths, even broken, hold me too tight."
„My pupil, she will be married off by now.
I need you with so many Amyr slain.
Here a bottle holding your blood I show.
Leaving you I will not with my secrets plain."
Thus Savien stayed with Berenger a forth year,
He judged the prince of Modeg in the fifth,
and he killed his hundredth man in the sixt.
Before he returned to Aloine 'twas seven years.
There was a siege going on at the Lad,
Against Antrecht Savien was ordered by Berengar
and to plight every man on the way there
as two draunen into his guard took Valdemar.
Yet as they arrived, the task was all done,
breached were the walls of the fortress.
and Aloine within lay dying.
"Now, my pupil, chase those fleeing."
„I am, my master, Amyr, until I die
you once said and now your Amyr is dead.
Chase on your own those that do flee
and to my death on your return I agree."
"As you wish" said the master, "no farewell",
Off he went to chase men and monsters.
And Aloine spoke dying:
„Savien, how could you know
It was the time for you to come to me?
Savien, do you remember
The days we squandered pleasantly?
How well then have you carried what
Have tarried in my heart and memory?"
"I would have carried in my heart and memory
what you have rendered just looking back at me.
Aloine of Antrecht, stay with me, don't die,
I might not remember the when and why
but memories always pass somewhen,
and I know I could love you again."
"I have to leave you my Savien,
this evening in silence I leave you,
for my future exists no more, Savien,
I am finished with waiting for you.
"Leave me not now, my Aloine,
Lovest you me no more, still leave not,
As my army destroyed Antrecht,
It's im my duty to build it again."
"The castle cannot be build again,"
said Aloine, her eyes bloodfilled,
She could see no more,
yet with her hand she tore
off the lance splitter from Saviens back
And then they both fell dead.
