Man of War – Excerpt No. 69

Marc awoke when his Enfers came to a stop. Once all that adrenaline tapered off, the warmth of the horse and rhythmic footsteps put him to sleep. 

There was drool on Enfers’ mane, while Marc’s cheeks reddened at the thought of someone seeing him, he remembered there were other priorities. Where am I?

That was the first pertinent question of the day. As was the custom, one that did not come with an answer. Nor anyone to tell me

Picture of a dusty road with some sort of castle in the distance. Horsemen are using the path located in a wooden area.

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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