Shadowmoor (de Lohr Dynasty #6) by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Le Veque, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Medieval, Fiction
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing
Published: 2016-05-05T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER NINE

Brynner wasn’t sure how he was going to explain the horse he returned to Shadowmoor on but, in truth, it really didn’t matter what others thought. He didn’t have to answer any questions and he wouldn’t. Bramley had given him the brown steed, a bit old but still strong, to travel home on. It was far better than walking.

Usually a man who cared for nothing other than himself, and that included animals, Brynner put the horse in the stables personally and made sure it was bedded down properly. Back in the days when he had been an honorable knight, he’d had a magnificent beast that he’d eventually traded for liquor when his life went wrong. He often thought about that horse and wondered how it had fared in life, but thoughts of the horse made him think of Maud, so he tried not to think of the horse at all. It was a downward spiral if he did.

It was nearing noon on the day following his encounter with Bramley as he made his way from the stables towards Shadowmoor’s keep. He’d spent the night at Bramley Castle and had probably downed a half-barrel of wine in the process, drinking most of the night and then sleeping for just a few hours before rising and departing.

Bramley had greeted him when he had awoken with more wine to take with him, making sure that Brynner knew what was expected of him from this point on. Brynner knew, very well, and departed Bramley Castle with a sense of relief for the future – relief that he would soon be swimming in drink at his own French winery – and perhaps even some remorse at what he had agreed to do in order to get it.

But not too much remorse. He was getting the better end of the bargain as far as he was concerned. Fifty men and fifty gold coins would be waiting for him at the Cock and Comb Tavern in Ilkley. He had promised Bramley he would go to the tavern after speaking with Etzel, and Brynner was rather eager to get on with what needed to be done. The sooner he convinced his father to turn over Shadowmoor, and Liselotte, the sooner he would have his wine.

If his father didn’t agree, then Brynner knew what he had to do. He had tried not to think on that part of the bargain too much because he wasn’t particularly eager to murder his own father but, then again, Etzel had never done much for him so in that regard, he wasn’t all that sorry. At least, the part of him that needed wine badly, on a daily basis, told him he wasn’t all that sorry. But the honorable son of Etzel, long buried under an avalanche of sorrow, might have shown a twinge of regret if he’d let him.

So Brynner headed to the keep, trudging through the mud of the bailey. There were people around, people who scraped by their existence

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