Man of War – Excerpt No. 23

“The kitchen staff and the echo through the halls,” Marc whispered.

He rarely came across the Countess, even at meal times. His father would offer up a plethora of excuses, but that stopped when he quit asking altogether. 

The few times they did cross paths, Marc would always feel an icy chill run down his back. The woman possessed a stare that could chill the mood at any festival. He also suspected the worst of it was reserved for him. For being the fruit of her loins, Marc had spent many a night crying into a pillow, struggling to find why his own mother rejected him.

“I’d sooner walk on water than count on the kitchen staff keeping a secret,” Bertrand replied.

Portrait of an older stern woman with greying hair, formal dress and jewellery.

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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