Marc narrowed his gaze and edged the horse closer. It might have been only a few steps, but now felt the beast’s hot breath against their cheeks. He had to admit the cavalry had an edge for filling the hearts of men with fear.
“You may want to reconsider that response…” Marc said.
“I said the—” the guard said proof that this man had a backbone after all.
The guards were armed, but he had the advantage with a warshorse that could trample them without slowing down. To further escalate matters, he reached for the hilt of his sword, pulling the blade out a couple of inches so the steel gleamed in the light. His eyes focused directly on the cautious guard.
Disclaimer: This excerpt from Man of War is currently in development. There may be typos, errors, omissions, inconsistencies and so forth.
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