A Hunter and His Legion (The Praetorian Series Book 3) by Crichton Edward

Author:Crichton, Edward [Crichton, Edward]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2013-09-21T16:00:00+00:00

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Later that evening, with the legionnaires bunked down in their bare bones Roman camp near the base of Holyhead Mountain and the rest of my team doing whatever it was they did these days, I decided to take a stroll around the island. The sun had come out a few hours ago, so a walk seemed like a great idea. It was a cold but beautiful evening as the sun was just beginning to make its daily descent into the sea, so I’d traveled south, but about an hour into my walk, I found Vincent sitting atop a cliff that rested so high above the waterline that a fall into the water would have killed him instantly. Staring death in the face quite literally, I walked over and plopped myself down beside him to let my legs dangle over the ledge, deciding that maybe the two of us could come to terms and go back to the way things used to be. I leaned forward to catch his attention as he sat beside me but he didn’t flinch, his mind clearly occupied. His amputated arm hung uselessly beside him, his eyes fixed on the southern horizon intently.

I followed his gaze and squinted, seeing nothing off in the distance besides the coast of Mona off to my left, along with a bit of western Wales past that, creating an enormous bay of water with a tiny speck of an island at the very edge of the visible land.

I placed my hands on the ground beside me and leaned forward, stretching the muscles in my arms and shoulders.

“Not exactly what I was expecting,” I said, hoping to make small talk.

“Nor I,” Vincent answered.

“I just don’t get it, Vincent,” I said with a shake of my head. “This story makes less and less sense the deeper we get into it, and the mystery isn’t developing, just growing more confusing. If the Druid we seek isn’t here, where is he? North? Big help that is. And they know about the orb but won’t tell me anything about it? Some adventure this turned out to be…”

Vincent’s eyes hardly twitched. “Leading Roman legionnaires into unexplored country isn’t adventurous enough for you?”

I shrugged. “Yeah, I guess, but it hasn’t been very exciting. How am I going to script this into a movie when we get home if nothing happens during the middle of it?”

Still his eyes remained fixed, but now he closed them and kept them closed.

“You really have no idea where we are, do you, Jacob?”

“Anglesey?”

“Yes, but don’t you know anything about this island?”

“The history classes I took about Britain started around the Reformation,” I pointed out.

“No mythology? No history from the Dark Ages?”

“Mostly stuck to my Romans, Vincent. My schooling was cut short, remember?”

“I remember,” he said, “I simply find it implausible that we would find ourselves in a place such as this, and you know nothing about it.”

Annoyance was beginning to set it. “Enlighten me then, Vincent. I could use direction here.”

“That’s another question my mind has been struggling with, Hunter.

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