, , , As soon as he could manage it, a man known as Mikel or Pele snatched Christophe from his father. Laughter welled up in Mikel’s eyes. “You’ve always had a lot to do with words. But you had best of your colorful vocabulary or you’ll never live for the next decade to come. Not to mention that humility is next to godliness too “
“Where are we at?” A single stern glance of Thomas’ warning to shoot from across the room prevented his son from saying anything other than those three paused words.
Mikel pushed his elbows against the wall, still looking a gentleman every inch. “Technically you are in Belgium, but in an area of land that has been claimed by several Germanic princes.”
“In short…”
“Disputed territory,” concluded the handsome young Prussian to Christoph.
“The figures,” murmured the boy and then fell into a stunned silence. ,DankaChristoph remembered his manners late, this time in German, and a moment later asked for forgiveness so that he could rest as the weight of fatigue suddenly fell upon him. The young man nodded and looked as though the youth was curling up and quickly fell into a deep sleep. What did Thomas have in store to constantly take his only child with him on such dangerous missions? Of course they were friends with Mikel, and he owes them his life, but…
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Thomas raised his hand and gestured for his son to come near. His pursuers had to be dangerously close, thinking that he had left without a sound. This time Thomas was all set for war. None of his children was going to last longer than the day he had already spent here.
Christoph stood by the bed where his father was kept. Already saw a lot of improvement in Marquis, but it will still be a few days before he will come back to strength. Thomas gestures for his son and heir to come closer again so as to provide a measure of secrecy. Reluctantly the boy complied.
“You will go with Peter,” said Thomas firmly. Christophe looked no less than a rebel. Thomas said,no my littleYou, along with Peter, will immediately go to the heart of Belgium and then you will go back to France. enough. you will listen! I will not be responsible for your death, and I will not cause your uncle or cousin to rule over my land as your guardian or in any other capacity. Don’t bring that fate on our family, especially after all my efforts to avoid that outcome.”
Another protest was cut short by Thomas’s persistence. “I repeat, if nothing else, young man, don’t fall down for insulting your family’s name and heritage. Now what were you saying?”
“Dad,” Christoph insisted in a calm tone. “I don’t mind, and I grew up on this lifestyle. I won’t die if I stop to help you. And I can help you get out of here. I beg you.” “
“A lifestyle I should never have brought to you,” said Thomas, barking. “Shut up! I haven’t done you any favors in raising you like this. You will always be too wild and too obstinate for a proper society. I should have trained you properly, but since I can’t change that, at least I This will ensure that you survive this mission and be a proper heir to my property. Plus, they look for a man of my description while on the run with a boy. If we split up, we find ourselves You can hide better and increase the odds that we can both escape. Will Go or I will see to it that the marriage which was arranged for you years ago is completed.”
Christoph again suddenly fell silent. How could he, when he had promised that his son could choose his own life partner! But he had no doubts about the seriousness of the Marquis’s words. Check and mate. He would go, and heaven forbid anything should happen to his father. Mechanically, Christoph rose to his feet and was on the verge of approaching Peter when his father touched the boy’s hand.
Thomas had a collection of papers in his hands. “Take them,” said Thomas to his son. “Everything that is found in me will condemn me, and I have every intention of coming back to you alive and well. Watch my possessions until I return.” Lange, Christoph knew that his father meant it, as it was always his father’s most precious asset, at least for Thomas, regardless of its modest size compared to many of his other holdings.
Without a word the boy tore the papers so deftly that neither the man known as Eric nor Peter saw the exchange. Increasingly, his anger still boiling over forcing his hand, Christoph gathered his belongings and braced himself tightly against the cold before joining Peter. The pair were on the verge of leaving, when Christophe ran up to his father and gave him a loud hug before returning quickly to the door.
In dry-eyed silence, Christoph pulled Peter out the door, and as he passed by, Eric said, “Don’t be afraid, Kiara, I’ll do what I need to do, and your father will be safe. I give you my word.” “
The young Prussians watched as Peter and his charge made their way towards Belgium’s defenses. At least the boy will be out of harm’s way. He concludes and turns back to Thomas.
Exploded conspiracy! He wasn’t very good at it, but he had given his promise that he would see that Christoph’s father would survive safely. Of course if Christoph knew half of it. , , , Best to deal with the obstacle when he or Thomas runs into it. There is no doubt that they will never hear the end of it – if they manage to get out of this swamp alive. , , ,
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