Enchanting The King (The Beauty's Beast Fantasy Series) - Plot & Excerpts
Aliénor watched the ragged line straggle up the road behind her, men limping, dirty, empty-eyed, and she couldn’t help but think they looked more like a mob than an army. Philippe seemed to notice nothing. He was still as neat as ever in a parti-colored surcoat of now-faded purple and white with his chain mail beneath. He wore the uniform of a common soldier, but it was cleaner and well-mended. His cheekbones had no hollows beneath them from lack of food or sleep—although his eyes were pinched today, and his mouth set in an unhappy line. The clop of their horses’ feet and the men’s on the road was dull, but the jangle of all their harnesses, the creak of leather and chain mail seemed impossibly loud in the still morning air. She and Philippe did not lead the column, and ahead of her were the backs of men and horses. She could not see the road at all, except for the craggy red stone of the mountains looming in the distance. Her horse stumbled on the path, rattling her. When she looked down, a body lay in the road.
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