A tale of two redcoats
“What is it that you’re working on, Merlin?” Strange looked up from his notebook, eyebrows raised in question. He had been lost deep in thought and had forgotten that anyone […]
“What is it that you’re working on, Merlin?” Strange looked up from his notebook, eyebrows raised in question. He had been lost deep in thought and had forgotten that anyone […]
Major Grant couldn’t remember much of life before being a soldier. He was accustomed to war and not just the battles, but the company of the men, the kinship of […]
Two days had passed since the victory at Salamanca, which had done a great deal to establish Lord Wellington’s credentials as an offensive general and was already being talked about […]
Strange had never been one to feel guilt when it came to indulging himself in the pleasure of his own palm. It was natural, he thought, to relish and enjoy […]
The quarrel between Arabella and Jonathan was well into its second day now, and for two pins she would have smashed every mirror in the house. Before Jonathan went to […]
Wellington and De Lancey strode out of the tent to attend to other matters, leaving Major Colquhoun Grant and Jonathan Strange to finalise the details of the following day’s actions. […]
Grant listened for a moment before entering the farmhouse where the stewards had set up a decent, though dusty, temporary mess. It was well past midnight so he found no […]