Man of War – Excerpt No. 39

“That’s Jeanne’s surname,” Marc replied.

“It is,” Bertrand confirmed.

“This was her husband?” Marc prodded for more detail. “He was dead too long to be my father.”

There was disappointment oozing off every word of that realisation. In a way he would have been relieved to find out he had no rank or stature. It would permit him to walk away from that cursed keep  and never look back. To never again set eyes on the good Count and Countess… too good to be true.

Bertrand did not loosen his lips. That meant he expected Marc to tie up more of the lose ends before divulging information.

Image of a fourteen year old boy carrying a sack running through the hills with a castle in the background. Clothes and scene appropriate for 1500s France.

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