And the peril was close on us, and but just across our border.
"No matter," said men to one another.

"It will be a hard thing for Danes to cross the great fens to come hither.

They will turn aside into Mercia's very heart, and then the Wessex folk will rise." But I feared, and two days before the wedding went to Harleston, where the king was, and urged him to have forces along the great wall we call Woden's Dyke even yet.
"Let us see your wedding first, Wulfric," he said.

"Eadgyth would be sorely grieved if I were not there." For he lay at Harleston to be near at hand, as the wedding was to be from the house of Egfrid's father, because Reedham seemed as yet a house of sorrow.

And I was glad when the Thane asked that it should take place at Hoxne, and it was safer also.
Surely never moved host so swiftly as Ingvar's, for even as I went, heavily enough, from Eadmund's presence, a man spurred into the town saying that Earl Ulfkytel faced the Danes with a fair levy gathered in haste, between us and Wisbech.