Eleven
First Blood
Summer 950 MC
The burial ceremony for Sir Harold was a solemn occasion held in the Bodden Chapel. Holy Father Baldrim had a great many words of praise for the fallen hero before the body was ready to be laid to rest. Beverly, along with her father, Gerald, and three other knights, bore the casket to the place of internment, slowly walking by all the soldiers of the garrison who stood to attention. It was pronounced a day of mourning with festivities limited to celebrations in honour of the great knight.
Beverly felt abandoned. In his short time at Bodden, Sir Harold had taught her so much, things that she didn’t even think about until he mentioned them. She had always thought of knights as heroic warriors, defending the helpless, protecting the weak, sacrificing them
