Exile’s Bane
“I had tired of waiting and was prepared to mount when Duncan, his huge black cloak flapping behind him, rushed out of the thinning fog into the solitary little copse of bushes.“What are you doing?”“Returning to Bolton. Are you coming?” I asked, anxious to be away. He had been gone long enough for the sun to finally show its bleary face through the mist.“Yes.”“How was your meeting with the general?” I asked.His copper-colored hair fell over his shoulder as he checked the saddle girth on the roan.... He turned back to me with a confident smile.“The general would rather leave tactical decisions to hardened officers. My presence merely assures that these decisions are made in the manner Prince Rupert prefers.”“That’s quite a responsibility, isn’t it?”He shrugged, apparently comfortable with his prince’s instructions and what he must do to fulfill them.“War is in my blood,” he stated flatly.“Really? You mean, as a Scot?”He turned slowly and gave me a vicious, yet culpable look.“You are not proud of your abilities?MoreLess
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