Excerpt from beginning of the book
Annoure tightened her grip on Bertran’s reins and peered into the dark forest, uneasy to enter it alone. She knew this might be her only opportunity to explore the ancient oak grove and drew a deep breath of late summer air, inhaling the scent of dry leaves. Resolved, she kicked her heels into the horse’s flanks and the brown palfrey trotted forward. Predawn light barely penetrated the thick canopy of leaves, making it hard to see as he wove his way through elms, Scots pines and silver birch.
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