Perdidit Tempore | (Baldwin IV x OC)

𝟏𝟏𝟕𝟎

Friends since childhood, Aliénor and prince Baudouin spend their summers in Jerusalem together, sneaking around the palace and causing havoc among the household.

Until one day the prince is no longer allowed out of his chambers.

Confused and distraught, Aliénor is only permitted to write letters to him for fear of his illness spreading.

𝘏𝘦 𝘪𝘴 𝘤𝘶𝘳𝘴𝘦𝘥 𝘣𝘺 𝘎𝘰𝘥. The servants whisper, but Aliénor refuses to believe it.

𝟏𝟏𝟕𝟕

A war lurks on the horizon. Montgisard hums with the murmur of soldiers as they line for battle. The young King and his stallion stand bravely at the head; a sash of crimson is bound on his left arm, a favour from the woman he writes to in secret.

Meanwhile, Aliénor of Acre joins the Order of Lazarus as a medic and follows them to the battlefield. Armed with nothing but faith, and the wistful memory of another time, she is determined to capture the heart of the king she once knew as Baudouin.

But something horrific lingers in the air. A sickness unknown to man, one so terrible not even the dead can escape. And when corpses begin to rise, and the battlefield becomes one of the living against the dead, all notion of order is lost.

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As a lily among brambles,
so is my love among the young women.
Song of Solomon 2:2