Reining in his steed when he came over the top of the rise, Sir Godfrey lifted a hand to bring the other riders around him to a stop. His horse whinnied and wouldn’t settle, so he reached forward to stroke its ear as he stared at the royal palace he could now see in the distance. It was his destination although he couldn’t say he was looking forward to the visit all that much. There was no turning down the invitation of a king though and he continued to stare until he heard the voice.
“We would have stormed such an impressive fortress in the Holy Land,” the captain of the guards said.
Sir Godfrey let out a raucous laugh at the irreverent comment and turned his gaze on the man beside him.
“That we would have,” he agreed. “But we’re home now and our crusading days are behind us for the mo
