BlackWolfe: Sons of de Wolfe by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Veque, Kathryn Le]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Medieval
Published: 2019-06-26T21:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

“MAY I OFFER you more wine, Daniel?”

Seated in the large, two-storied ceremonial smaller hall of Northwood Castle’s keep, Daniel shook his head politely. “Nay, my lord,” he said. “I have had plenty.”

Paris, seated across the scrubbed feasting table from him, set down the pitcher that had already been halfway to Daniel’s cup. “I cannot imagine what is keeping them,” he said with thinly veiled impatience. “I will send someone to find them.”

Daniel put up a hand. “Do not,” he said. “It is quite all right and quite understandable.”

“What do you mean?”

Daniel smirked. “Edward wants to spend time alone with your daughter,” he said. “I understand that completely. The next time I am out walking with her and you tell me to return because Edward is waiting, I will not return immediately, either.”

Paris reluctantly grinned. “You understand a courting man’s mentality.”

“I am sure yours was the same, my lord.”

Paris shook his head firmly. “I did not court my wife.”

“You didn’t?”

“Nay. All I did was look in her direction and she belonged to me. There was no courting. I would not lower myself to such a thing.”

He said it so arrogantly that Daniel wasn’t sure if he was serious or not, so he simply smiled. “Yet you expect men to court your daughter?”

“Of course I do.”

Daniel turned his head so Paris wouldn’t see him silently laughing. In fact, he had to put a hand over his mouth. “Then I am happy to oblige you, my lord,” he said. “I spoke to my mother about Lady Cassiopeia and she was most anxious that I come to Northwood. My mother wants a daughter, you see, so here I am.”

Paris eyed the young knight but, in truth, he was distracted. Distracted and fuming that Edward and Cassiopeia had not returned from the river’s edge yet. It had been well over an hour since he had sent Lisbet for his daughter and as he sat there, his eldest son, Hector, entered the hall.

Both Paris and Daniel turned to see big, long-legged Hector approach the table, removing his gloves as he did so. Around them, the day was beginning to wane and the light through the windows was growing weaker, so servants were starting to light the banks of fat, yellow tapers around the hall to bring some light into the vast, dark space. Hector reached the table, tossing his gloves upon it.

“I put Atreus and Hermes on cleaning and organizing every piece of equipment in Northwood’s armory,” he said, claiming his seat. “They have until tomorrow morning. Unless they work together and do not fight, they will not get it done. That should be sufficient punishment for their foolish behavior today.”

Paris smiled thinly. “Daniel, you know my son, Hector,” he said. “He is speaking of his two sons, idiots who tried to drown one another today in a disagreement.”

Daniel knew of Hector, as he’d seen the man plenty of times, but he didn’t know him well. He nodded his greeting. “I never had a brother,” he said.

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