![]() ![]() Then he pivoted and attacked the closest group-the three men behind them. "If you can, run," Hugh said to the linkboy. Brought a nice sense of completion at the end of the day, if nothing else. On the whole, Hugh liked to finish his jobs. Footpads usually worked in smaller numbers, were not this organized, and were after money, not death.Īnd thirdly, His Majesty had recently assigned Hugh an important job: destroy the Lords of Chaos. What would his father's death so soon after his mother's do to the boy? ![]() Secondly, Peter, his younger son, was still suffering nightmares from the death of his mother only five months before. Several men were bearing down on them from the entrance to the alley. The youth's eyes were wide and frightened. The boy was frozen, his lantern a small pool of light in the narrow alley. Next to Hugh was a linkboy with a lantern. Far too young to be orphaned and inherit the dukedom. ![]() He'd dined with the Habsburg ambassador earlier this evening, and the wine was a gift.įirstly, Kit, his elder son-and, formally, the Earl of Staffin-was only seven. ![]() He moved the bottle of fine Viennese wine from his right arm to his left and drew his sword. It was half past midnight as he eyed the toughs slinking out of the shadows up ahead in the cold alley near Covent Garden. Hugh Fitzroy, the Duke of Kyle, did not want to die tonight, for three very good reasons. From The Black Prince and the Golden Falcon Now once there were a White Kingdom and a Black Kingdom that had been at war since time began.… ![]()
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