¶How kynge Edmonde Irensyde tray¦toursly was slayne thorugh a traytour / that was ralled Eldred of Strotton.
ANd after tho regned kynge Irensyde and Knoght the Dane. But thus it be¦fel afterwarde / that in the same yere that they were accorded / and so moche loued to gyder. wherfore a fals traytour hadde enuytee to the loue that was betwixt theym and frendshyp / whoos name was Edrith of Stratton / yt was a grete lord / that was Edmonde Irensydes man / & of hym helde all the londe that he had. And neuertheles he thought his lord to betray & make Knoght kynge of the londe / to the en¦tente rychely to be auaūced / and with hym be well beloued / wherfore he prayed hys lord Ed∣monde Irensyde vppon a daye wyth hym for to ete. And the kynge hym curteysly graunted & to hym came at his prayer And at the mete ye kynge ryally was serued wyth dyuers meete{is} and drynkes. And whan the nyght came yt he sholde go vnto bedde. The kynge toke his ow¦ne meyne & went vnto the chambre there yt he sholde take his nyghtes reste. And as he loked hym about / he sawe a fayre ymyge & well ma∣de / and in semblaūt as it were an Archer with a boowe / & in the boowe a fyne arowe. ¶Kyn¦ge Edmonde wente tho nere for to beholde it better what it myght be. And anon the arowe smote hym thrughe the body & there slewe the kynge· For that engyne was made for to slee his owne lorde traytoursly. ¶And soo whan kynge Edmōde was thus deed and slayne he had regned but .x. yere. And his peple for hym made moche sorowe. And his body they ba••e vnto Glastenbury & there theym hym en••yred ¶And this fals traytour Edrith anone went unto the quene / that was kynge Edmondes wyf / that wyst not of her lordes dethe. Anone he toke frome her tow sones that were fayre & yonge / that her lorde had vpon her goten that one was called Edward / & that other Edwyn And lawe theym with hym to Londen & toke them vnto kynge Knoght / yt he sholde do wyth them what his wyll were. And tolde hym how subtylly he had slayne kyng Edmonde / for by cause & loue of hym / so that kynge Knoght all Englonde in his power hooly myghte haue. ¶O thou fals traytoure / haste thou my true brother that was soo true thus slayne for me / mā I most loued in ye world. Now by my heed I shall for thy traueyll well rewarde as thou hast deserued / & anone lett hym be take & boun¦de honde & foot in maner of a traytour / & lete cast hym there in to Tamyse / & in thys maner the fals traytour ended his lyf. The kynge to¦ke the two childern and put them unto the ab∣bot of westmestre to warde & to kepe tyll that he wyst was best with them to do.