For a Heart Made of Stone
By Mark Lord
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“Rich characters and an engaging story”
When the cut from the blade runs deep - You need a heart of Stone
The quest across France comes to a thrilling end for both Richard Stone and Eolande d’Aubray. Will Eolande find her father? Will Richard and his companion Wulf find the resolution they seek? And what Marie, the secret heiress of St. Pol? What scheme is she plotting? All will be revealed in this final concluding volume of Stonehearted.
Set in 1370 during the Hundred Years War with France, For a Heart Made of Stone is the fourth and final volume of the Stonehearted serialised novel.
Readers who like action and adventure in the Middle Ages will enjoy this book.
Mark Lord
Mark Lord studied Medieval Studies at the University of Birmingham and wrote his M. Phil. Thesis on Medieval Alliterative Poetry. Since then he has worked in publishing and writes historical fiction, fantasy and science fiction in his spare time.Mark is the author of the novels Hell has its Demons, The Return of the Free and numerous short stories. He is also editor of the popular Alt Hist magazine - one of the few literary magazines to focus exclusively on historical fiction and alternate history.He lives in Hertfordshire with his family.
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For a Heart Made of Stone - Mark Lord
For a Heart Made of Stone
Stonehearted Volume 4
MARK LORD
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Contents
Chapter 1
Chapter 2
Chapter 3
Chapter 4
Chapter 5
Chapter 6
Chapter 7
Chapter 8
Chapter 9
Chapter 10
Chapter 11
Chapter 12
Chapter 13
Chapter 14
Chapter 15
Chapter 16
Chapter 17
Chapter 18
Chapter 19
Chapter 20
Chapter 21
Chapter 22
Chapter 23
About the Author
Chapter 1
The Counts of Saint Pol must be greedy,
commented Jacques, nudging Eolande in the ribs and pointing across the river Ternoise to where a castle straddled two low hills.
She shook her head. She barely lifted her head to look over the side of the wagon to where he pointed. Jacques’ witticisms had become tiresome after several days of travel, but she felt bound to at least acknowledge them.
They weren’t content with just one castle,
he said, a nod of irritation, but also arrogance, in his voice at having to explain his joke. They built two. An old and a new.
It’s a big castle,
Eolande affirmed. There were plenty of places where her father could be imprisoned. She looked steadily up at the castle walls. Numerous towers lined the walls. Plenty of rooms and cellars in which prisoners could be kept inside those thick walls, she thought. And there were two keeps as well—the one closest to the river was the largest, emerging out of the west wall of the castle. But another one could be seen—smaller, at the far end of what must be the newer castle—the châteauneuf. Beyond it was a larger, older castle. The walls were lower and the towers shorter, squat and square, like castles on a chess board, with no turrets or covered walkways to make them more habitable.
They crossed the river and into Saint-Pol-sur-Ternoise. The town was small—a modest market town. Smaller than Calais and the trading ports of East Anglia. Just enough houses and market stalls to serve the local manors and support the castle—perhaps thirty houses in all. But ahead on the road that lead to the castle there were hundreds of people, mounted and on foot. About a dozen carts. Many carried food and hay, but others belonged to the groups of horsemen that rode alongside them—rich looking men. And on their carts were shields, lances wrapped up in cloth. Barrels for cleaning mail and a whole mess of other equipment.
It took an hour for the throng to clear and reach the gate of the castle. All visitors were directed away from the new castle and to the wider, lower hill that held the old castle. A Sergeant-at-Arms questioned visitors—he wanted to know where they had come from—apparently, there were cases of plaque in some parts of Picardy. The sergeant told some of the men to lift up their smocks so he could look for signs of buboes—the lumps that were a sign of the plague. Jacques lied and told the sergeant that they had come from the south and that they had not come across any plague—the Sergeant-at-Arms waved them through.
The castle was busy—many people were there for the tournament—knights and their retinues, tradesmen bringing luxuries and farmers bringing supplies of food and drink. But the travelling players were a novelty and a crowd gathered round them as they entertained the others who had to wait.
The boys tumbled, juggled and did somersaults, all to the accompaniment of Jacques, who sang and strummed a lute as they did so. Eolande and Griselda watched as they sat in the wagon.
But, Eolande wasn’t amused—all she could think about was her father—where could he be? How would she find him?
Players are you?
said the Sergeant-at-Arms with a look of disdain on his face. Don’t cause trouble, but if you want to stay then you’d better go to the Count’s Donjon and ask for the Chamberlain—he’s in charge of entertainment and the Count’s household. If he grants you leave to stay, then bring your tally stick back to me and I’ll show you where to pitch up.
The wide-open space of the old castle courtyard was taken up by a ring of tents—and at their centre wooden stands on either side of the tournament lists.
Eolande, boys, come with me,
said Jacques. We’ll impress the Chamberlain with your tricks, or if need be Eolande can flash him a pretty smile.
Jacques flashed a leery smile at Eolande that made her flesh crawl. She was a pretty face to him, a way of getting them entry to the lucrative market of the Count’s patronage. Griselda parked the wagon and the others trooped over a narrow bridge that connected the old and new castles. Tall, strong looking towers and guards encased in mail and plate armed with crossbows and pole-arms defended the gatehouse of the new castle. They looked as if they half expected the English to turn up. And perhaps they would?
The Chamberlain was a harried looking man, who kept swishing his thinning grey hair back into place over a bald pate. You’re not knights? Who are you? We have enough servants for the feast.
But,
said Jacques sweeping low in a dramatic bow, do you have anyone to entertain the noble knights and ladies who you are hosting at the castle?
We have musicians aplenty. Enough to create a cacophony worthy to summon the legions of hell. Why would I want anymore?
Aha, we play no music, my lord,
said Jacques flattering the Chamberlain, who was no lord, but perhaps a knight at best. We have other talents. Show him boys.
Henri, Ferdinand and Philipe sprung into action. The boys went through the highlights from their routine, obviously pre-planned to win new business as they threw in all their best tricks—summersaults, handstands, cartwheels, flips and balancing on each other’s shoulders. Each move accompanied by a hoorah and finishing with deep and dramatic bows that made Jacques look very proud. Always give the customer what he wanted, was Jacques’ motto.
The Chamberlain shrugged his shoulders. "Tumblers, some people like them I suppose, but