The Du Lac Legacy (Sons of Camelot Book 2) by Luddington Sarah

Author:Luddington, Sarah [Luddington, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: Mirador Publishing
Published: 2014-11-24T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINETEEN

While the congratulations continued Lance ambled over to me. “It seems things are going well, at least today,” he said. “Finally we have some kind of assurance he’s not going burn Camelot to the ground.” He didn’t mention our previous spat in the galley.

I chuckled. “Ye of little faith, Lord Fitzwilliam. You should know us Pendragons will do anything for Camelot.”

“Yes, it’s clearly a great sacrifice to you, Sire, loving him and calling him vassal.”

“Hey, the scales had to fall my way at some point,” I said, smacking him lightly in the chest.

“He reminds me of your father right now, not his own,” Lance said, the wistful tone not lost on me.

“I thought the same thing,” I said. “He’s a lot better at this than I am.”

“Don’t sell yourself short, Holt. He’s able to do this because of you, for you, if you weren’t here, he’d be a very different man. You are shaping him.”

“May the gods help him in that case,” I muttered.

Galahad raised his arms for quiet and the crowd listened. “We are now one. My blood and bone shall be used to defend Camelot as a true brother. We fight for the rights of freeborn men and women to continue to live as free, defending the laws and customs brought to Albion by the freemen of Camelot and her King!” At this point he grabbed my hand and lifted it into the air clutching it tightly in his own.

The crowd went wild. Lance grinned hugely and winked.

I glanced at Raven and he nodded to starboard. I looked over the rail and saw the ship, close enough now for me to discern the men – armed and ready to board us.

“To arms,” I bellowed over the noise.

We all moved and fast, Galahad grabbing Torvec and whispering something in his ear. Torvec nodded and patted his hand before breaking off to join me.

“Something I need to know?” I asked.

“No,” Torvec said. “Stay safe,” were his last words before moving to the forecastle so he could defend Raven and those needed to sail the ship.

Galahad joined me in the centre of the line along the Echo’s mid-ship. “Ready?” he asked, his eyes alight with the battle madness.

“Now I know how my father felt whenever he had to fight alongside Lancelot. It’s a real pleasure but also slightly terrifying in its own right,” I said, looking at the enemy and thinking about the carnage about to take place balanced against the overexcited young knight standing next to me.

“Nonsense,” Galahad said. “This’ll be easy.”

The deck grew silent save for the creaking of the wood and rigging as the ship heaved on the waves. The approaching vessel was also silent for the moment and I had a chance to see clearly the enemies who wanted to slaughter us.

The men were tall, but not broad like Galahad or me and they wore masks of some kind over their faces. They were either giant sea shells or perhaps they were wood, everything was covered, nose, mouth and eyes.

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