Chapters (96)
- Cover
- By David Gilman
- SHADOW OF THE HAWK
- Copyright
- Dedication
- Contents
- CHARACTER LIST
- Map
- Epigraph
- PROLOGUE
- PART ONE
- CHAPTER ONE
- CHAPTER TWO
- CHAPTER THREE
- CHAPTER FOUR
- CHAPTER FIVE
- CHAPTER SIX
- CHAPTER SEVEN
- CHAPTER EIGHT
- CHAPTER NINE
- CHAPTER TEN
- CHAPTER ELEVEN
- CHAPTER TWELVE
- CHAPTER THIRTEEN
- CHAPTER FOURTEEN
- CHAPTER FIFTEEN
- PART TWO
- CHAPTER SIXTEEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTEEN
- CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
- CHAPTER NINETEEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY
- CHAPTER TWENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER TWENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER TWENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER TWENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER TWENTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER TWENTY-NINE
- PART THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY
- CHAPTER THIRTY-ONE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-TWO
- CHAPTER THIRTY-THREE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER THIRTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
- CHAPTER THIRTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER THIRTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FORTY
- CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
- PART FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FORTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FORTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FORTY-NINE
- CHAPTER FIFTY
- CHAPTER FIFTY-ONE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-TWO
- CHAPTER FIFTY-THREE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER FIFTY-FIVE
- PART FIVE
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SIX
- CHAPTER FIFTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER FIFTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SIXTY
- CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SIX
- CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER SIXTY-EIGHT
- CHAPTER SIXTY-NINE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-ONE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-TWO
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-THREE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
- CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
- Author’s Notes
- About the Author
- An Invitation from the Publisher
CHAPTER FIFTEEN
They buried Meuric Kynith in the cemetery at the Convent of Saint-Esprit. The town of Auray surrendered when the mayor and council agreed to terms with the assurance from Sir John Chandos that his troops would destroy no more houses and inflict no rape or pillage on its populace. They returned the woman and her child to the town and when they heaped Breton soil over Kynith’s grave she pushed through the gathered men to lay a small posy of wildflowers on the dirt. Then, cradling her rescued child, she bent a knee to Blackstone and raised his hand to her lips before disappearing through the throng of mourners without a word.
‘The woman’s life cost us dear,’ said John Jacob.
Killbere tossed a handful of dirt onto the mound. ‘Better we still had an archer in our ranks than a widow woman who’ll end up starving without her man. That or turn to whoring. Kynith’s death was a waste.’
‘A man’s life is not wasted by an act of courage,’ said Blackstone. ‘No matter the cause.’ He turned away from the grave and the priest who had officiated at the burial, despite his fear of the men of violence. They had spared the convent and his church: praying for a dead archer, no matter if he was a hated enemy, had been a small price to pay.
Will Longdon went among Kynith’s Welsh archers and gave the most senior of them the archer’s pendant, Arianrhod, the Goddess of the Silver Wheel.
‘You’ll need to send two men to me so I can choose Kynith’s successor to act as your ventenar. Find men who match his strength and belligerence in battle.’
The men looked sceptical. ‘He was a hard bastard,’ said one of them. ‘I doubt there’s one among us as unbending. You and him, you were at each other’s throats in the beginning and Sir Thomas taught him a lesson or two. Kynith came round, Will Longdon, as well you know, to serve Sir Thomas and you loyally. He died a stupid death.’
‘And Sir Thomas will seek out the man who killed him. Stand together and keep his memory alive so that when we face this man, the urge to avenge him will bring us victory.’
Their mumbled grunts were the affirmation Will Longdon needed. It was not unusual for men to desert when their leader died, but the promise that Blackstone would lead them to vengeance on Kynith’s killer would cleave them to him.
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Sir John Chandos questioned Beyard. If the English mercenary Ranulph de Hayle had fought on the side of the French at Cocherel and taken the Gascon prisoner, then any parole given him by the Prince would be cast aside. Now that he had murdered one of Blackstone’s men there was sufficient cause for him to be brought to justice.