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416 pages, Paperback
Published November 28, 2024
When I look back on my time with the Teutonic Knights and the Swordbrothers beforehand, it is the friends and comrades that have come and gone over the years that stand out for me: their courage, their heroism and their humour. That of course, and the battles. Always the battles.
The man’s gaze was as cold as a winter’s blizzard.
My heart was beating in my chest like the blacksmith’s hammer that I heard from the workshop.
It was the way he slyly watched everyone when he thought no one was looking, reminding me of the way a fox or wolf would watch its prey. I wondered if he was a thief and was glad I had nothing worth stealing apart from my sword. If he ever tried to take that I would be happy to give it to him – blade first.
Love is not something of which most warrior monks have any experience, but I am convinced that it was real. Now I am old, but I can still remember every detail of her – the way she laughed and the habit she had of tugging at her hair as she brushed it from her face. In the subsequent weeks, I found it hard to get her out of my mind. She would haunt my dreams, haunt my waking moments, jumping into my head at the most inappropriate times.
My name is Richard Fitz Simon and this is my story. It is the truth, as God is my witness, although if I am honest, I think the Almighty gave up on me many years ago.