This poem/song was started shortly after Crown Tourney, and finally finished in September, near the end of the reign of Kenric and Avelina.
Sir Kenric walked out to the list
with Avelina at his side
He would fight to see her Queen,
To crown his own beloved bride
Upon the field of battle.
Before the Eastern Queen and King
Upon their knees each softly bent
Pledged should the battles favor them
To goodly rule was their intent
Upon the field of battle.
Merrily the day began
with laughter in the autumn sun
As fighters sang the roundelay
so dancing ‘till the rounds were won
Upon the field of battle.
Through the lists like steeple bells
Rang out the shots that did delight
Every breath was held in check
when the final two last met to fight
Upon the field of battle.
Noble Edweard, Kenric bold
Bowed to the East assembled there
And with good will began to war.
The silent crowd could but stare
Upon the field of battle.
Step to step they were well matched,
When circling hawk called Kenric’s name
Reminded him the ground was his
If he but chose to end the game
Upon the field of battle.
A final blow, with honor dealt
Then Kenric stepped across the list
To take his lady in his arms
for all to witness true love’s kiss
Upon the field of battle.
Sir Kenric walked out to the list
With Avelina at his side
He would fight to see her Queen,
To crown his own beloved bride
Upon the field of battle.