The other Templars were still in the timber, on horseback, searching for him.
With a great splash of water Luis jumped to his feet and, in the dark and rain, ran. Around trees, through soggy leaves, over fallen limbs, through mud, in the torrential downpour, he ran. He cleared the timber and raced, as fast as his sodden feet would carry him, past the Templar burial ground and into the field beyond. Behind him, Luis heard the Templar riders break through the trees in pursuit. Ahead lay the chapel and castle grounds. He fought for breath and ran.
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With his mother and sister dead, and his father missing, the panicked Luis could think of nowhere else to go. It may have been the knights" ancient stronghold, but he"d been raised there. He crossed the open field, through the rain and ligh
