Man of War – Excerpt No. 54

Marc’s eyes narrowed, tired of these games. For the first, his father found a reason to wipe that smirk from his face.

“Then you confirm—” Marc said in a voice nearly devoid of emotion. 

“No one is to go inside until the doc—” the Comte replied. 

“That’s not what I asked,” Marc said.

Fear had been a constant when dealing with his father. There were repercussions that followed when he displeased the man. That fear never materialised tonight. In the dim light, all he saw was a bitter old man invested entirely in the torment of others.

The picture of a corpulent old man facing off a teenage boy in dark castle halls. The man appears dark and foreboding as though from a nightmare. Clothes and background appropriate for 16th century France.

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