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The Knight and the Dragon
Bran stared grimly down at the body of his squire. The young
man, lile more than a boy really, was face down in the blood and
mud of the balefield, an arrow lodged in his neck. Bran knelt,
yanked the arrow out, and turned the dead boy over. Green eyes
stared sightlessly back up at him, and with a rough sound Bran rose
and turned away.
He signaled two of his knights and motioned to the boy. “He
should have been in camp. Why was he here?”
“I do not know, my lord,” the first knight replied.
“What about you?” Bran asked, turning to the second knight.
The second knight shook his head, equally as befuddled as the
first. Like Bran, they were sweaty, bloody, and exhausted from the
recent bale. “I can only guess, Captain, that he disobeyed orders in
order to come and help you. You know Albert doted on you.”
“See to him.” From his belt Bran pulled a long dagger; he set it on
the Albert’s chest. Spinning on his heel, muddy cape flowing behind
him, Bran strode away to see to the rest of his knights and work out
the problems that always arrived with bale’s end.
Bran mounted his horse a few hours later, the moon shining
brightly in the sky, a cold bite in the air. Around him, his men
wearily did the same. Forcing away his exhaustion, Bran turned his
horse and spurred it forward. Behind him his second-in-command
called orders and encouragement.
It was a night’s journey back to the castle. He’d prefer to rest and
leave in the morning, but if they remained where they were, it was
unlikely they’d live to see the sunrise. The recent bale had been
costly enough. Bran closed his eyes briefly, the pain of Albert’s death
washing over him. The boy had reached his fourteenth summer only
a few months ago and had been made squire at the celebration. Dead
now, never to be a knight as he had always dreamed.
Bran was tired of it. Nearly forty-five and involved in the knights
since his own fourteenth year. Death after death after death. Too
many years, too many bales. Albert was the last blow. He was
done.
Now all he had to do was tell the king that.
Six hours passed in a blur of exhausted misery for Bran and his
knights; only thoughts of bed and food kept them going,
underscored with fear of another bale. But pass the hours did, just
as the faintest shreds of light began to appear on the horizon. A call
to the guards and the gates rose, the sound of grinding metal and
wood painfully loud in the dark, still morning.
They thundered across the bridge, the gate slamming down
behind them. The knights dismounted, handing their horses over to
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