Knight Assassin (Talon 2) by Boschert James

Author:Boschert, James [Boschert, James]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Penmore Press LLC
Published: 2015-03-13T22:00:00+00:00

Then rose the riot and the din,

Above, beneath, without, within.

For, from the lofty balcony,

Rung trumpet, shalm, and psaltery:

Their clanging bowls old warriors quaff'd

Loudly they spoke, and loudly laugh'd;

Whisper'd young knights, in tone more mild,

To ladies fair, and ladies smil'd.

- Sir Walter Scott

Chapter 13

Recognition

“We meet again, Sir Talon,” the young man drawled, but he smiled as he said it.

“Indeed, Sire. Well met,” Talon said. He bowed respectfully.

“You may call me Roger, Talon. I like it that way. Come, we should leave the Templars to talk to father; it will be about money, I am sure.”

Talon bowed respectfully to the Count, but he was deep in conversation with the Master of the Temple with Philip with several of his advisers in attendance. He did not notice them leaving.

Roger walked Talon down the aisle between the company of lords and knights who called to him, asking him to tarry and introduce the new knight, but he waved everyone off with a smile.

“I want to hear all about the battle where you distinguished yourself so well and also to introduce you to my circle of friends,” he said as they left the noise of the hall behind.

They went by way of numerous corridors and passages, manned by men-at-arms with liveried servants hurrying hither and thither while they strolled along.

Roger questioned Talon closely on the action with the pirates. The young man at his side applauded his plan to use pitch; Roger was delighted with the story.

They came to a medium-sized garden with large, well-tended hedges and lawns. There was a small fountain in the middle that Roger pointed to with pride. “We took the idea from the Moors in Spain. They seem to know how to make good gardens and they know how to make this kind of ‘fountain,’” he said proudly.

Talon looked at the fountain and stopped still, memories threatening to flood him with desolation... but he had no time to reflect. A group of other young people came running out of the doorway they had just exited and rushed toward them.

“Roger!” one of the two young men called out. “We saw you leave and then we lost you. Introduce us, m’Lord.” They ran breathlessly up to the two standing on the path.

“Why, this is Sir Talon de Gilles, one and all, newly knighted by my father,” Roger exclaimed. “Sir Talon, this is Lord Andreu de Béziers, whose father’s lands are within the Duchy. He is one of my cousins. Then there is Lady Elena, his sister.” Roger was exaggerating their titles, an impish smile on his lips. Talon decided that he liked the young Count.

Talon bowed to both the newcomers, aware that the girl was watching him curiously with wide, gray eyes.

Roger went on to introduce the other three as Lord Donate de Baucaire, Lady Galiana de Castres, who was visiting the Count with her father—a baron who held Nimes for the Viscount—and Lady Sybille de Foix, also on a protracted visit with her parents.

They were all of an age with the young Count, which was the same as Talon.

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