Thirty-Seven
The Enemy Stands
Spring 960 MC
Beverly could not believe it had taken six long days of marching to meet the enemy. Mind you, they had not travelled very far each day, for only the Princess's brigade was up and ready to go at the break of dawn. The soldiers' campfires blazed as the setting sun brought the darkness to life. There would be a battle come morning and then, prayed Beverly, the whole rebellion would be crushed, and the Earl of Eastwood either killed or brought to the king for justice.
His men were camped to the east of the road, looking west. Tomorrow, the king’s army opposed them with better than two to one odds. Beverly was suspicious. She looked at the men in the distance and wondered what the earl was planning, for surely he would have been better to retreat
