Champions of Time by Sarah Woodbury

Author:Sarah Woodbury [Woodbury, Sarah]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: King arthur, avalon, wales, Time Travel, alternative history, alternate history, medieval, middle ages, teen, Young Adult, arthurian
Publisher: The Morgan-Stanwood Publishing Group
Published: 2018-05-13T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twenty

2 April 1294

Samuel

Samuel and the young fellow from Avalon, George, moved at a crouching run around the inside of the curtain wall that circled the edge of the escarpment, avoiding the shadows cast by the torches in their sconces on either side of the main gate. Last Humphrey de Bohun had known, William Venables and his father were being held on the top floor of the tower on the northeast side of the inner ward, which was where Samuel and George were headed.

Ieuan led the others south, towards the gatehouse. He had more men with him because it was his job to canvas the entire inner ward in case the prisoners had been moved from their original location or, if they were extremely lucky, Roger Mortimer had chosen to hide himself in one of the gatehouse towers. Unlike the orders given to the men assaulting Beeston’s main entrance, theirs were to kill everyone they saw, no questions asked.

Samuel had seen the weapon that Andre handled so easily. Black on black, long and sleek, it was clearly deadly. If the weapons from Avalon did everything Callum said they would—and Samuel had no reason not to believe him—he would have thrown everything they had at Beeston from the start. Mortimer had set out to wrest England from David’s control, and he needed to be punished accordingly for his overreaching. Samuel himself didn’t care one whit for these traitors and didn’t see the point in coddling them.

David did see it, however, and really, his opinion was the one that mattered. That was why he’d authorized the use of the Avalonian weapons only as a last resort, and again, Samuel wasn’t in a position to argue. David’s rule of Britain was predicated on the fact that the people themselves had begged him to lead them, and that was all the justification Samuel needed tonight. He trusted because to do otherwise would be willful stupidity. It was David who had first welcomed the Jews into Britain. He was among the khasidei, the Righteous, never mind that David would be the first to admit he hadn’t done enough. He’d done what he could at a time when nobody else was doing anything.

“This is only going to find us Venny, right? Mathew, Cador, and Rhys are being kept in the outer ward—or they’ve already been killed,” George said in an undertone. “Nobody seemed willing to talk about that.”

Samuel glanced towards the younger man, thinking the words came from trepidation, but George appeared very focused and genuinely curious. “One step at a time. We deal with this, and then we deal with that. Truthfully, we know nothing for certain.”

An arrow whispered through the air, and a moment later, Samuel thought he heard a breathy cry, instantly cut off. No body fell from the wall-walk, however, and he decided that Constance knew what she was doing, and they were to keep going. They were a dozen feet from the tower door now, and a single torch shone from a sconce fastened to the stones.

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