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distance, the trees behind the fellow gave him the appearance of great height . He stood with his feet slightly apart , staring directly at the castle walls. His shoulder - length brown hair lifted slightly of f his shoulders as the wind blew over him , mimicking a caress. His clothing did little to hide the shape of his muscular body. A sword hilt could be seen peeping from over his left shoulder. A certain air of authority seemed to exude from his person. Sarra imagined his jaw muscles clenching as he thought of his next move.
    A sense of sarcasm invaded her thoughts. N o doubt he was planning his siege at this very moment.
    â€œMy lady, do you think he has come to raid the castle? Looking for sheep perhaps? Or maybe come for a few wenches?” When Sir Henry spoke, his tone was one of jesting instead of the sincerity she expected.
    Leave it to Sir Henry to try to lighten the mood after scaring her so with his tenseness. Sarra restrained herself from giving him a playful slap on the arm. One false move and she wouldn’t be the only one on the ground.
    After a moment, Sarra decided to respond to the serious part of his question. “Nay, I think not. You see, he has no army about. It is just him. I believe we have another suitor from King Edward come to stake his claim as Lord. In truth, he probably comes not only for the castle but for the hand of the lady in charge as well.”
    â€œShould I inform Charism there is another pest about who might need, hmm, squashing?” Sir Henry asked in a gleeful tone.
    â€œAye, I suppose so.” Exhaling, Sarra continued, “I had hoped for a reprieve from the suitors , but I guess it i s not to be. The last one was extremely trying. Sir Henry, please inform Charism to be prepared to take action . This one looks to have more spirit than the others.”
    She considered the newcomer w hile descending the battlements. W hat kind of man was confident enough to travel completely alone in this part of the country? Where were his knights and attendants? What kind of man would travel without a horse or a trunk full of fine and dandy clothing? Where was he hiding his pointed shoes?
    Gnawing at her lip, Sarra began to worry. No, t his one did n’t seem like the other suitors who had come to the keep. Something about him was different. Indeed, this did not portend well for her future.

Chapter Two

    After descending the battlement steps, Sarra hurried to her room quickly grabbing and donning her hooded cloak. Pulling back the shutter s , she looked for Charism. Sarra spotted Charism’s a ged form ambling forward toward the gate with Sir Henry following close behind. They both knew the routine by now.
    How many times would she have to do this ? In frustration Sarra slammed the wooden panels back against the window casing. By now the hulk of a man must be close to the castle walls . Sarra hurried down the stairs of the keep , once more dodging animals and humans alike. She skidded to a standstill as the newest suitor arrived.
    Sarra watched from behind Charism with a bowed head , p eek ing cautiously out from under her woolen hood. A frown wrinkled her brow. Up close, the man was nothing like she’d expected. In height, he was barely above her own five - foot – six inch frame. What Sarra had originally thought was brown shoulder length hair was actually more of a blond, held together by a dingy string , and lying halfway down a hunched back . How could she have been so wrong?
    With mouth stretched open, a row of missing teeth was shown . W hat d oes t h e stranger have to smile about ? Sarra wondered. He is i n a completely foreign location among unknown people. Surely the rumors about the estate and its reputation had been heard . Didn’t he know the place was haunted? Didn’t he know the place was in disarray and falling apart? It was in this moment Sarra realized since there had been no advance warning of this newest conqueror ’ s coming ,