Man of War – Excerpt No. 89

“Friend or foe?” Marc asked, although he questioned why it was worth asking at all.

“A friend,” the man said, but the tone was insincere, the mark of someone who barely understood sarcasm. “If you have the coin.”

There it was, the answer to his question and perhaps an explanation for why the stableboy believed Marc. In hindsight, it may have been safer to take the road less travelled. I figure brigands are unlikely to patrol those routes

“I don’t have much on me,” Marc said. “I couldn’t afford to spend the night at an auberge.”

A young noble facing a thief whose light is shining in the moonlight. On a road in the dark woods lit by the moonlight only.Scene and clothes appropriate for 16th century France.

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