The Squire An Excerpt from The Häling and the Scottish Templars A rising gibbous moon peered through thin veils of clouds in the indigo twilight sky. Sir Theobaud de Cherney, waited impatiently. For the first time, he realized the blood smeared across the breastplate of his leather armor, his blood and doubtless the blood of many less fortunate than himself. Prior…
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L.S. Berthelsen 