It was unpunctually in the period 1170 when Henry II of England ostensibly uttered the eminent words which have come with to us as, "Who will rid me of this meddlesome priest?" Actually, no one really knows the thorough spoken language spoken, but the cognitive content was at first glance conveyed in whatsoever alike argot. Supposedly, the evidence was preceded by thing as good as to, "What sluggards, what cowards have I brought up in my court, who diligence nothing for their loyalty to their divine."
Whatever the distinct words, the concept put off by the monarch near such as fervour was plenty to encourage four knights who were near Henry in France, to cart horse, annoyed the channel, and ride to Canterbury cathedral where on earth they found Thomas Becket, Archbishop of Canterbury, taking place of safety at the communion table. There, on the daylight of December 29, on the surface believing they were temporary on the wishes of their loyal lord, they viciously hacked at him until he was defunct.