Chapter Fourteen
From atop his magnificent steed, Grunewald enjoyed a clear view of the proceedings. This did not help him greatly, however, for though he could guess where his sister would turn her attention, he had lost sight of her in the tumult. And now his vantage point proved his undoing, for he could not spur Tatterfoal through the throng to Lady Thayer’s side, and to dismount would only bring him into the midst of the battle. He could never reach her in time.
When Lady Thayer tumbled sideways and vanished, he was watching. And he saw his Bess disappear along with her, black hair flying like a flag in the sudden, fierce wind of their departure.
If he had felt angry before, there was no word to describe the fury that now overwhelmed him. ‘That is quite enough,’ he said aloud. He g
