[Roger The Chapman 05] - Eve Of Saint Hyacinth - Plot & Excerpts
Hyacinth Chapter Seven The outer courtyard was full of people, the castle being, for the moment, home to two separate households, those of the Dowager Duchess of York and of her youngest son, Prince Richard. With the invasion of France already underway, and with the king and his two brothers making preparations to follow in less than a sennight, it was only natural that to the ordinary, everyday business of bed and board should be added the bustle of military consultation. Security was close, with double the guards on every gate to the number I recalled from my previous visit. Timothy Plummer's face, however, seemed to open each door as if by magic, and in no time at all I was shepherded along a maze of passageways, up numerous flights of narrow, twisting stairs until we reached a room high up in one of the towers, where Lionel Arrowsmith and his young cousin awaited us. The former was seated in a carved armchair, his injured foot resting on a stool, while the latter, his features pale and drawn, prowled up and down, every muscle taut with anxiety.
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