Season of the Fox (A Servant of the Crown Mystery book 2)
“Still fretting over the opportunity he was sure he’d lost, Faucon looked at the soldier who had led the town guard. The dark-haired man had pressed forward to the head of the crowd until he stood to one side of Bernart’s gate, watching the other jurors enter past him.
Faucon blinked, and looked again, certain he was mistaken. This soldier was bearded, brown of eye and hair, and older than Faucon by more than a decade. He was built much like Faucon, being broad of shoulder, thick of arm and narrow of hip. A new scar drew a fine line down one side of his rawboned face, and his strong nose bore a slight crook, the result of a long ago break. Indeed, a ten-year-old break. It had happened when this man and one of his younger half-brothers had fought over a family matter.
“Temric of Graistan?” Faucon asked in astonishment, clambering down off the wall.
At Faucon’s call, the man joined the crowd long enough to step inside Bernart’s courtyard, then exited the flow to stand with hi...s Crowner.MoreLess
Faucon blinked, and looked again, certain he was mistaken. This soldier was bearded, brown of eye and hair, and older than Faucon by more than a decade. He was built much like Faucon, being broad of shoulder, thick of arm and narrow of hip. A new scar drew a fine line down one side of his rawboned face, and his strong nose bore a slight crook, the result of a long ago break. Indeed, a ten-year-old break. It had happened when this man and one of his younger half-brothers had fought over a family matter.
“Temric of Graistan?” Faucon asked in astonishment, clambering down off the wall.
At Faucon’s call, the man joined the crowd long enough to step inside Bernart’s courtyard, then exited the flow to stand with hi...s Crowner.MoreLess
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