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'Jesus, Thomas said in disgust, 'that man spared you, and you'd not return the favour? You're not a bloody knight, you're just a bully. Go and boil your arse.'

The sword rose and so did Thomas's bow.

Sir Simon looked at the glittering arrow point, its edges feathered white through sharpening and he had just enough wit not to strike with his sword. He sheathed it instead, slamming the blade into the scabbard.

'Protect me!' Jeanette blazed. ‘You are all thieves! How can you protect me? There is a place in hell for thieves like you and it is just like England. You are thieves, every one of you! Go!'

'We're not going,’ Thomas said flatly. ‘And you and us will have to make the best of it. We'll not encroach. Just show me where your private rooms are and I'll make sure no man trespasses.’

'You? Make sure? Ha!'

'I'm bastard born, Thomas insisted.
'Your father was of good birth'
'You know what family?'
Sir Giles shrugged. ‘If I pressed him he would just say that God was his father and his mother was the Church.'
'My mother was a priest's housekeeper and the daughter of a bowyer. I shall go to France as an archer.’
'There's more honour as a man-at-arms.’
But Thomas did not want honour.
He wanted revenge 🏹

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