Man of War – Excerpt No. 120

To escalate matters, Marc drew his sword. The sight of the blade caused anyone in striking distance to back away. The Steward was so panicked that he tripped on his feet and fell on his rump. 

Bertrand moved forward, past the row of guards, some of which were armed, while others lacked the experience to bring their weapons. Without concern Bertrand walked into the inner-circle.

“You still haven’t learned patience,” Bertrand said, using that tone he often adopted when mentoring Marc. 

“Oh,” Marc began. “I have, but this is more fun.”

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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