As he approached, he made out the silhouette of a horse tied up to a tree. It can’t be…
“Enfers?”
The horse responded to his name. While it had a different saddle, the way this steed stood meant it was his mount. It seems I was the one being played…
“Viens,” Marc said after untying the reins. “We need to get out of here, because someone will ask why that man won’t make it home.”
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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