Paying a social call at Corfe Castle, Edward never got inside. He was greeted with a drink before he could dismount, and stabbed in the back.
He managed to ride off as he was falling, and with a foot caught in a stirrup he was dragged off until a brook stopped his horse. Pursuing castle minions found his battered body and threw it down a well.
With the king mysteriously missing, Elfrida’s son Ethelred was crowned. But lo and behold — what was this? A strange and holy light shining from a well.
When enough curiosity and courage had been summoned Edward’s body was found and retrieved, then taken to a nearby church and Warnham.
Being of great significance it was interred at Shaftesbury Abbey. Now miracles abounded. A healing well, a healing tomb, holy miracles in the vicinity... You name it, Edward could do it.
Ethelred the Unready did not last long.