The fortress stood atop a motte, and was encircled by a mantlet wall of stone. In the past it belonged to the Dukes of Normandy, and had played many a role as a frontier castle until it fell into the hands of the Crown. Gillet stared at the octagonal keep and slowly made the sign of the cross aga...
Simon had been forced to push the cart as the wheels became stuck in the deepening quagmire. He persevered, insisting that their transport, borrowed from Gabriel’s stable, would be a necessity once they collected the babe. The physical pain of their consummation had quickl...
Dearest, we have arrived in Calais. I sit penning this from Armand’s room at the Port Royal Inn, where we hide. Armand’s younger brother, Guiraud, shares his chamber but he is currently on guard duty. Our departure from the Mesdames was sad for I grew to love their little ...