Age of Faith
Chapter 50

the pieces of Jonas' death that he once put in Garr. Stepping stiffer than a moment before, Lavonne stepped out, and Merrick stared before also starting towards the door. Annyn glanced at her husband and Henry. Since they and the people were too engrossed in the conversation today to notice him, he went up high and lifted out. In the drizzle after the rain, he overtook Sir Merrick. "I definitely need to talk to you." He kept coming down the stairs. "I beg you, Sir Merrick, but only a few minutes I ask." Only when he stepped into the inner bailey did he stop.

Eyes wider and brighter than he had ever seen, he said, "I can't help you, Madam." He caught his arm. “You know the truth of my brother's death. I know you know." "The truth is Jonas was found hanging from a tree in the woods." Still, a dark shadow, like a terrifying memory, flickered in the eyes. "And that's all the truth there is." 'cause, isn't it? When did your master find my brother?” Mouth twitching. "Miss, it's inappropriate for you to stand so close to me." "Then talk and I'll back off." He took a deep breath. "I accompanied Lord Wulfrith in the search for your brother, and was there when Jonas was found, there when my master made his death seem." Rowan came out to the stairs above, and with his guard.

With question marks, the friend looked from him to Merrick. Annyn took off the man's arm. " Who else is there?" "Mr Everard and Abel." "And?" "Nothing else, miss. No one else knows." According to Lavonne, who had died on her brother's death while in Wulfen, all knew Jonas had hanged himself and they had injured him to cover up his truth. take a breath, "That's Lavonne." Sir Merrick's breathing was choked, and he glanced right and left. "We need to talk somewhere else." "Where?" "Install in bailey outside. Come in five minutes." Five minutes felt like a distant world as she watched the man step away from her. “Nothing else, miss.

No one else knows.” But the others already know. According to Lavonne, who had killed him for the death of his brother while in Wulfen, all knew Jonas had hanged himself and their master had injured him to hide his truth. television is what he said. Starting to tremble, he took a breath, "That's Lavonne." Sir Merrick's breathing was choked, and he glanced right and left. “We should need to talk elsewhere.” "Where?" “Install in bailey outside.

Come in five minutes.” Five minutes felt like a distant world as she watched the man step away from her. “Mrs Ann?” “Nothing else, miss. No one else knows.” But the others already know. According to Lavonne, who had killed him for the death of his brother while in Wulfen, all knew Jonas had hanged himself and their master had injured him to hide his truth. television is what he said.

Starting to tremble, he took a breath, "That's Lavonne." Sir Merrick's breathing was choked, and he glanced right and left. “We should need to talk elsewhere.” "Where?" “Install in bailey outside. Come in five minutes.” Five minutes felt like a distant world as she watched the man step away from her. “Mrs Ann?” Come in five minutes.” Five minutes felt like a distant world as she watched the man step away from her. “Mrs Ann?” Come in five minutes.” Five minutes felt like a distant world as she watched the man step away from her. “Mrs Ann?” She turned around and was injured when she saw her husband. How did he get so old so fast? "Mr Rowan?" "All right, Madam?" He wanted to reveal what Merrick had confirmed, but could not do so in the presence of the gunmen.

He catches the hand of Rowan who has no strength that has long helped a young girl pull her bowstring. “Pray, don't leave until I talk to you.” As his brows knit, he passed through it and crossed the inside. Five minutes of knowledge had yet to pass, he lingered in front of the gate. Every second felt a minute, every minute of an hour, he held there even though he drew curious glances from Henry and Garr's son.

I guess five minutes passed. Annyn crossed the suspension bridge. The clang of metal on the metal, the evidence of the sword being beaten to life, the evidence from the blacksmith shop as he looked across the bailey. Even with Henry coming to ally, Garr stops to defend his home. Entering the dimly lit stables on the outside bailey, Annyn calls out, "Sir Merrick?" At the end where the torch was flashing, a figure appeared and gave support, then returned to the stall where he had appeared.

Annyn visits another stall, which is mostly filled, and steps into the last stall which is larger than the others, such as the one used to give birth to foals. Sir Merrick stood under a light shining through a small window. "Lavonne killed my brother" he said. "Isn't that?" He See. “For this you are looking for me in Wulfen and I to be careful of you.

Tell me it is so.” his eyes closed instantly. “That's it, Mistress.” To God. The man he revealed in Wulfen that he would not be guilty of committing his crimes, had done far worse than he did. The irony was so bitter that he went to help someone whose death was guaranteed. Ann but hands up for her decision, nothing can be held in the wrong place in the middle of the stall. "My girl?" Sir Merrick clasped his arm. When he started pushing her to the floor, he made his head. “I didn't fast my fast this morning.” “I'm sorry for telling you. 'It would be better if you never knew. "You're wrong. I should know." Continuing to strengthen him, Sir Merrick said, "I swear that Jonas will take revenge." Retaliation that is not his, but God's.

This time, he did it through Garr's voice. "I will hang him" said Sir Merrick, "and in that case, a part of Jonas will be avenged." "Some?" Her gaze wavers. “Your sister has a strong will and body, Ms. Annin. someone cannot do what happened that night in the forest.” Cold bumps appeared all over his limbs. "Who else?" He removed his arm and crossed over to the window of the stall. Strengthening the hand on the window sill, he dropped upwards to the front. "Mr Merrick?" He did not move, not even breathing.

Annyn came forward and put a hand on her shoulder. "Pray, tell me who's the other one." He flips. Tears glittered in her eyes, disgust tugged at her mouth, she bit, "'Watch me." He stumbled back. "No, you won't!" A tear ran down her cheek. “On my own, I will not do it, no matter and my feelings of betrayal, but Lavonne is most persuasive.yes, miss, I succeeded, and the most inviolable offense. I let others make way for me. ” “Why?” He was trembling, almost numb. "Why can you?" “Jonas betrayal. Jonas, who I admire and love as a brother.” He gasped as he drew air. “The kindest and most trusted of all the guards, he stole a letter from King Stephen to Lord Wulfrith so that he could hand it over to the enemy—Henry.” As Garr said. “In front of me and Lavonne, he admitted it to Lord Wulfrith and defended that, after stealing the letter, he realized his mistake and intended to return it.” Annyn leaked her sister's killer. "You don't know?" “Maybe, but like a fool, I let Lavonne make me angry. Half night he spat and raged over Jonas' betrayal, pushing me, testing me, tempting me to do what I wouldn't do.” He hands down his face. "'It will be but to make Jonas afraid, he said, to teach him a lesson, he will—do not quickly forget.Simply I do not want to do it, but I do it, Madam.”Bitter laughter rent air.“And now to see whose side Lavonne left behind.

Honestly, I think he's always been there, that he used me to fight Jonas whom he believed he suspected!”Somewhere in the stables, one horse sneered and the other neighed, but the pain running through Annyn's entire body made the sound meaningless like the hum of a fly.“You killed my brother.You stood there while he kicked and tried to open his throat.You let him die.”“I want it.I told Lavonne that it was enough.She saw it."But a little while longer, he said, and then .. I lost my breath."A sparkling set fell from his nose onto the ground floor."I'm weak and rotten.not worth it..not worth it.""How true," another voice entered the stall.Annyn flipped over and saw Lavonne where she was standing on the other side of the doorway.If it wasn't for her sword in hand, her blade was propped up on her shoulder, she would have surely attacked her, but the lesson Garr taught you won.

On his back, he heard a metallic whisper from Sir Merrick's sword as it was pulled from its sheath.“Forsooth”— Lavonne stepped forward, giving her no choice but to retreat further into your kiosk—“ is just as weak and unfeasible as Lady Annyn's beloved brother whom I persuaded to steal a letter to Henry.”He's smiling."Jonas, who thinks of himself above all else, is ruled by me.""Back off, ma'am," Sir Merrick begged. Annyn did as she was told. The baron observed the stall that the shadow was riding on.

The string made a frown, then clicked his tongue. "For me, old friend?""With a sword or rope, today you will die." "Maybe I'm stupid enough to come in half an hour, but look, I'm here." Lavonne sighed. “Surprise is a powerful weapon, Miss Annyn, a lesson taught to me by your dearest husband.”"Bastard!" he spit. "Ouch!Your wounds!”Sir Merrick chose that moment to strike, swatting his sword so close to Lavonne's face that if the baron had a beard, it would be shaved from her, unobstructed by the wound that Garr did on his arm on Wulfen.

Too bad it wasn't her sword arm.The swords fell down again, making the horses in the stables restless, causing Annyn's hand to itch in her hilt as she looked at her brother—every set.

for the lives of others, he shuffled toward the threshold."No, miss," said Lavonne, "You stay."He deflected the blow from Merrick's sword, then dropped it to the furthest side of the stall.If not for him raising his hand, he would have hit the wall first, he flipped over to see Sir Merrick's hose rented by Lavonne and his blood spilled.

But his lower thigh injury did not stop, nor did his breathing crackle.He was present in Lavonne again.Annyn considered the window.Definitely someone will meet with a sword?In the next instant, hope disappeared.The voice would not be heard above the sound of the sword forged in the workshop.And for this, the voice of, Sir Merrick may have chosen this place to fight Lavonne.He stumbled over his breathless breath and high color evidence that he was struggling to cope with several ailments.More, it was said that he could not last long against Lavonne whose sword was unceasing.

The next moment they meet, blood is drawn from Merrick's left arm.The knight staggers into the side wall and Lavonne follows.Knowing she will now determine Merrick, Annyn throws herself towards Lavonne, causing her to stagger."The witch!"He pushed him and he fell to the ground floor.Forget a man whose death is near to be distributed, Lavonne swept her sword and came for him.Annyn inching back.The Heavenly Father, set me free.Be my help, my protector!With a shout, Merrick attacked his sword high in the grasp of two hands.

The man who was supposed to be her husband stopped, turned his sword back, and smiled as Merrick slid into his sword."Pshaw!"Anin's crying."Weak."Lavonne denounced and risked her sword.Merrick landed in an awkward corner on the beaten ground floor and, from the punches struck, landed himself in a, why should Annyn have to see the person who had helped kill her brother, why did she want to go to him, she did not understand, but with Lavonne standing between them, it was impossible.Baron pulled a finger through the blood on his sword."That's one," he said, "and you, Lady Annyn, are two."Hatred him.She didn't want to die, only now she's loved by Garr,Lavonne was in no hurry to kill the two that day.With less than a foot separating them, she looked down on it as if she was—

Age of FaithChapter 50

Age of Faith
Chapter 50