Accordingly the English were set in motion into the interior, and town after town speedily fell, or opened their gate to him.

The king, deserted by his troops, and detested by his people for having brought so terrible a scourge upon them by his reckless conduct, now sued for peace; but King Richard would give him no terms except dethronement, and this he was forced to accept.

He was deprived of his crown, and banished from the island.
The king now, to the surprise of his barons, announced his intention of at once marrying the Princess Berengaria.
Popular as he was, there was yet some quiet grumbling among his troops; as they said, with justice, they had been waiting nearly six months in the island of Sicily, and the king might well have married there, instead of a fresh delay being caused when so near their place of destination.
However, the king as usual had his own way, and the marriage was solemnized amid great rejoicing and solemnity.
It was a brilliant scene indeed in the cathedral of Limasol.

There were assembled all the principal barons of England, together with a great number of the nobles of Cyprus.
Certainly no better matched pair ever stood at the altar together, for as King Richard was one of the strongest and bravest men of his own or any other time, so Berengaria is admitted to have been one of the loveliest maidens.
The air was rent with the acclamations of the assembled English host and of the numerous inhabitants of Limasol as they emerged from the cathedral.

For a fortnight the town was given up to festivity; tournaments, joustings, banquets succeeded each other day after day, and the islanders, who were fond of pleasure, and indeed very wealthy, vied with the English in the entertainments which they gave in honor of the occasion.
The festivities over, the king gave the welcome order to proceed on their voyage.