Death or captivity I will gladly share with you, or spend every drop of my blood to save you; but more than this no loyal knight may promise.

Forgive me, my liege, if I offend in this." But Edward held out his mailed hand with his own bright, sweet smile, grasping that of Paul, which he held in his own as he spoke.
"You are in the right, Paul, you are in the right.

Perchance it were a coward thought; for should not a prince be ready for any blow of adverse fortune?
But ride you into the battle beside me.
Let us fight side by side, even as we have always hoped to do.

I would that you were in very truth my brother, as in love you have long been.

And if I fall whilst you escape, be it your office to break the tidings to my mother and my gentle Anne; for methinks, were it told them suddenly or untenderly, their hearts would break with the sorrow." Paul gave this pledge willingly, though it scarce seemed possible to him that he should live to carry such tidings, seeing he would die a thousand deaths to save his prince from the foeman's steel.
And then, with grave faces but brave hearts and unclouded brows, the comrades rode side by side into the town of Tewkesbury, whilst the army intrenched itself on the summit of a small eminence called the Home Ground, not half a mile away.
Already the rival army was mustering, and the Yorkist troops occupied the sloping ground to the south, that went by the name of the Red Piece.