Forever His
“He would not be welcome. Nor did he welcome the memories this place held. Gaston slowed Pharaon to a walk, shifting uncomfortably in the saddle as he caught sight of the sprawling chateau that loomed out of the forest an arrow’s flight away. He had planned never to set foot here again. But he had someone other than himself to think of and no other choice for a place to rest.
He reined his stallion to a halt, waiting for the others to catch up with him, shrugging out of his cloak. The evenin...g was unseasonably warm. The setting sun cast the keep’s turrets and battlements in shadows and darkness, a brooding contrast to the pleasant breeze that rustled through the trees, carrying the first scents of spring and rebirth: wet grasses and melting snow and swollen streams.
That there should be such life in this place of death seemed a bitter jest. Even the towns and fields they had passed through, so ravaged by Tourelle’s forces last autumn, had been swiftly rebuilt, repaired, renewed.MoreLess
He reined his stallion to a halt, waiting for the others to catch up with him, shrugging out of his cloak. The evenin...g was unseasonably warm. The setting sun cast the keep’s turrets and battlements in shadows and darkness, a brooding contrast to the pleasant breeze that rustled through the trees, carrying the first scents of spring and rebirth: wet grasses and melting snow and swollen streams.
That there should be such life in this place of death seemed a bitter jest. Even the towns and fields they had passed through, so ravaged by Tourelle’s forces last autumn, had been swiftly rebuilt, repaired, renewed.MoreLess
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