The Temporal Knights by Richard D. Parker

Author:Richard D. Parker
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Published: 2013-04-05T04:00:00+00:00

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The Lady Ellyn was twenty miles to the southeast of Shaftesbury and finally moving rapidly toward Winchester. She sat next to Trudy in the back of the carriage, looking across at Sir Gospatrick, who insisted on joining them during the recent downpour and had yet to remove himself. Next to him was his stoic friend, Master Ædwin.

They were pushing on to Wilton and would be in Winchester on the following day if the weather held. They’d lost nearly an entire day in the small town of Barnsley due to the weather, but mercifully Lady Ellyn and Trudy were taken in by a nearby Convent, while the men were forced to take rooms in town. Coincidently, Ellyn became very pious in a desperate attempt to escape Sir Gospatrick’s relentless advances. He was making her angry and confused. On one hand, she was enjoying his attention immensely; he made her feel desirable, which was never a bad thing, but it also made her feel guilty. This inharmonious emotional concoction raised her ire, and she took her confusion out on them both, but that did not drive Gospatrick from the carriage. The man was intelligent and funny and made Ellyn laugh on numerous occasions but she was in love with Matt and so tried to ignore Gospatrick as best she could. Thankfully even he ran out of witty things to say after a time, so now sat quietly across from her. Talking or not though, he watched her closely and smiled every time he caught her eye. She tried not to look at him, which was near impossible since he was sitting directly across from her. Finally she sighed.

“Do we have a place arranged to stay in Wilton?” she asked Master Ædwin, pointedly looking directly into his face so as to avoid the stare of her pursuer.

“Yah, M’lady. We’ll be staying at the Flying Harpy. Tis warm enough though not so nice as the Black Boar.”

“Mayhap ye will dine with us tonight,” Sir Gospatrick piped in. “Master Alcott, the cook of the Harpy, makes an extraordinary fish pudding.”

Ellyn was quiet for moment, thinking fast, but she could find no good reason to decline so she finally nodded to Sir Gospatrick. “That wold be quite pleasant, Sir.”

“Please call me....” he started but paused as a gust of wind buffeted the carriage, which rocked under the force of the onslaught. The curtains, which were tied down to keep out the rain, broke loose and whipped about the interior. Both Ædwin and Trudy fumbled to control them but the wind was now howling down from the northern hillsides. Finally Ædwin managed to rein in the wet curtain on his side, but before Trudy gained control the soaked fabric whipped out and cracked against the Lady Ellyn’s cheek, like a twisted bathroom towel. Ellyn’s head snapped back from the force of the blow and slammed against the hard wooden seat behind her. Without a sound she slumped to the floor. Rain continued to pour in through the

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