The Infiltrator
(Swords with Souls)
Cover by Darren Joy
Dark Fantasy Fiction
(Adult content)
They expect him to be as fertile as Baron Rupert. But they would be disappointed. As an exceptionally rare half breed it was unlikely he would ever plant a life inside them. His story about being abducted and tortured as a child was a lie. The desiccation of the top of his ears was a choice.
He splashes water infused with lavender from a wash bucket over his naked body to clean off the scent of sweat and sex. As he wipes himself off with what he hopes is a clean towel, he glances out the second storey window of the tavern. There’s great deal of chatter going on. He dresses and kisses the girls once more before hurrying down the stairs. Other women are on the main floor touching his arm to get his attention. He grins and apologizes that he must go but assures them he will be back. There will be other men willing to resolve their obsessive need to have babies. Sadly, the pox had stolen many of the men’s ability to have children.
His intention was to leave this very day. His ten years of observation were finally over.
As he enters the stable to collect his only real friend, Ronnin, an unusually large hackney horse, he hears talk of the prince spitting on Sir Ganbold’s face and losing his sword hand for it. He learns that the queen has demanded Sir Ganbold be brought in alive so he can have his hands severed while he watches the beheading of his wife and children. Then locked in a cell with the heads of his family on stakes just out of reach. His wife’s dead face staring at him while his children’s are turned away to show disgust at their heathen father. He also learns the king has proclaimed Sir Ganbold the murder of the king’s cousin, Baron Rupert.
What a mess he thinks as leaps onto Ronnin’s back. As he rides up to the castle’s gates, he forms a plan.
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