“You have your orders,” Bertrand said in a calm tone.
Upon hearing confirmation the guard sighed deeply, closed his eyes, and after taking a deep breath then moved towards the Steward. The moment he touched Théodore, the reaction was violent, upon realising no one would step forward to assist, the Steward hung his head and followed the guard away from the scene.
As though rehearsed, two new guards took their place at the front gates. Marc used the opportunity to sheath his sword and dismount, handing the reins over to one of the stablehands nearby. He made an impression showing up here. That had been necessary to gain the upper hand, but now it was time to be stately.
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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