“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 […]