After exchanging a couple of words with the guard, the messenger went directly for Marc. Despite the slack jaw, likely brought on by the sight of Marc’s uniform, he took the letter and broke the seal. That’s the King’s personal seal…
In the background the man Bertrand sent off earlier returned to the front gates. While not out of breath, his eyes were small and his face long, as though the effort had been taxing. They’ll need more drills to whip them into shape.
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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