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Kinley MacGregor - Midsummer's Knight


Midsummer's Knight
Brotherhood of the Sword - 1
By
Kinley MacGregor
Where's My Hero - Anthology


CONTENTS
| Prologue | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5 | 6 | Epilogue |



Prologue
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A tournament in Rouen
"Simon, Help!"
Simon of Ravenswood looked up from his table inside the blue-and-white striped
tent.
Through the tent's opening, he saw Christopher of Blackmoor running toward him
as fast as he could. Barely three years younger than Simon, Christopher wasn't
the kind of man to ever run. He was normally slow to move, reluctant to exert
himself, and had never once raised his voice. Some might call him lazy, but
Simon knew otherwise.
Christopher was a dedicated man, albeit a leisurely one.
Christopher's tunic was torn, his face pale.
Simon stood up immediately, his letter forgotten as he saw the panic reflected
in Christopher's green eyes.
The younger man rushed into the tent, straight to him.
"What is it, Kit?"
Christopher grabbed Simon's arm and pulled him toward the entrance. "Come
quickly. Stryder needs aid. He's about to be torn asunder."
Simon didn't hesitate. Spinning out of Christopher's grip, he grabbed up his
sword from the cot and belted it on as he ran for the list where Stryder had
been training.
Christopher's elder brother, Stryder, the fourth earl of Blackmoor, was a man of
many enemies and one of Simon's closest friends. It wasn't the first time Simon
had heard of opponents attacking a man while in the confines of a tournament or
practice, but woe to those who would attack Stryder in such a cowardly fashion.
No one would ever attack a friend of his with immunity. Simon would have the
villains' heads.
Or so he thought.
He skidded to a halt as he came to the field where Stryder stood in the midst of
what appeared to be two score of women.
Man-hungry women to be precise, who had a taste for an earl who was still in the
prime of his life and fighting prowess.
They surrounded Stryder like a sea of sharks hungry for a morsel of flesh.
Among other things.