A Nordic Knight of the Golden Fleece: Jakob & Avery: Book 2 (The Hansen Series - Jakob & Avery) by Tualla Kris

Author:Tualla, Kris [Tualla, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2015-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

February 19, 1519

Jakob poured Percy a mug of cooled ale as the English knight removed the trappings of wealth, handing the rich garments to his valet, Denys. Bethington was of the same mind as Jakob, meaning he preferred the comfort of his work clothes to the restrictions of formal court attire.

“At the least, our Order robes are comfortable,” Jakob said as he handed Percy the ale. “I would hate to sit through all those debates with my neck itching and my sleeves dragging in everything.”

Percy lifted the mug in agreement, and then took a seat in an upholstered chair in his apartment’s outer chamber. He propped his feet on a low table. “That feels better.”

Jakob claimed another upholstered chair. “So what did our man have to say?”

Two days ago, Esteban Gonzalez sent Thomas Windsor, Duke of Merthyr Tydfil, a note requesting a meeting to discuss their shared interest in the Mendoza trade ships. It was obvious that the majordomo kept himself informed of any outside interest in the ships.

It was also obvious that he still hoped to redeem them himself.

Percy met his gaze. “He knows exactly how much is left to repay, with and without the discount.”

Jakob froze, his mug suspended half-a-foot shy of his mouth. “Would the shipbuilder give Esteban the discount?”

The Englishman shook his head. “No. And that is why he claims to need another investor. As a mask to pay the lower amount and save the money.”

Jakob lowered the stein. “How much did he ask you for?”

“One hundred and fifty thousand maravedis, per ship.”

“For what percentage?”

Percy gave him a knowing look. “Thirty-three percent.”

Jakob huffed a laugh. “And why not? None of the original investment has come from his pocket. Any amount is profit for him.”

“That is true.” Percy took a long swallow of his ale.

“Has he approached anyone else?”

The English knight shook his head. “He said I was the first man he approached, because of my expressed interest.”

Jakob grunted. “Did he give you a specific deadline to reply?”

“One week.”

Jakob gulped his ale, set his mug down, and stood. “Avery needs to know.”

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