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two years. It is set in 1102AD When we first hear of Atreus, he is Eight. By the end of the Crusades and Darien getting home he is 12. When the new Trilogy begins, he is 14, the same age as the Prince of France (Casimir) and three years older than the boy Ashot and Stephen adopt (Enrique)
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The Ibelin's return to the Levant, specifically Ramala in a few years: The House of Ibelin was a noble family in the Crusader Kingdom of Jerusalem in the 12th century. They rose from relatively humble beginnings to become one of the most important families in the kingdom, holding various high offices and with extensive holdings in the Holy Land and Cyprus. The family disappeared after the fall of the Kingdom of Cyprus in the 15th century.
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Tomorrow He's scrawny, he's feral, and he drops out of trees to mug Norman lordlings... Atreus FitzDarien! For the Vanguard! For clubbing Normans despite his father desperately trying not to let him start a war! Home.
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I want to thank @Seraph28 for this one, it was at his urging that I give Ishan his own story, and I think the whole series is better off for it. Erik made his choice to leave Ishan, the horrors of the Seljuk court and his family behind. Freeing himself, finding love and acceptance, a home and a future. So thank you my friend for pushing me to write this one.
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The violet light of evening bled from the sky, leaving the Roman square bathed in the bruised, treacherous gray of twilight. Séb stood in the center of the trap, the heat of the cobblestones radiating through the thin soles of his boots. He felt the cold sweat trickling down the back of his neck, soaking into his light linen tunic. Across the plaza, Captain Reynard lowered his heavy broadsword, a cruel, jagged smile stretching across his scarred face. Behind Reynard, the four Vanguard
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I am sure Wylan will tell him when he up and about. Or Ashot will... we all know Ashot loves a juicy secret and has zero impulse control
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Alvarez has a few "Choice" words about Acosta's parentage
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It is amazing the pretzel's a person can tie themselves into, especially when they lie to themselves to shift guilt. Devon didn't buy it for a second, he knows what she is.
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Cats I have known are hyper sensitive to emotions
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love, in this situation could be applied to the whole situation. An encompassing love, a love that settles over a home, a love that encompasses a more familial situation. The word I chose was Loved. I caviated it with the word Complicated. I think that is enough.
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There are people I don't get on with, but they're important to people who are important to me so that means I have to make an effort. If they get hurt or killed, that upsets the person who is important to me, ergo I am upset. Jeb was important to Devon, Jeb was killed, in Alvarez's house. Devon, who is important to Alvarez, was hurt as a result. Ergo Alvarez is going to go an avenge him. Because that, sometimes, is the messy reality of love. Alvarez feels guilty, shamed, and angry and vengeful and protective. It could just have easilly been Devon, had Ephraim managed to get Devon alone instead of Jeb. It still might, Alvarez must put him down. The law won't do it.
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There is something about John Wayne's films, very resonant and powerful at times. I guess that was the genius of his portrayals. Sure the films might seem hookey or dated by today's standards, but the performances themselves are exceptional.
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love in the family sense.
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The marshals and sheriffs during the Sheep war were loathe to take any action against the Cattlemen. Too many rich and powerful men behind them. Utterly wrong and shameful. But we're seeing today how difficult it is to stand against that kind of corruption. All over a few sheep eating grass.
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Alvarez off to do what needs to be done. And Devon tries to hold his world together.
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Ch13 The silence in the clinic was absolute. Devon stood frozen, his hands still resting on the edge of the examination table, his dark eyes fixed on Jeb's face. He didn't move. He didn't breathe. He just stood there, his chest rising and falling in slow, shallow gasps, like a man drowning on dry land. Arbuthnot let out a slow, heavy breath. "He's gone, son. He's gone." Devon didn't respond. He just stood there, staring at nothing. Alvarez stepped forward,
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indeed, there might have been encounters after the fall of Antioch and before Ishan and his brothers were released. But I don't see Bran being along for those encounters, or in a position to bond with the strange smelling Prince.
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Let's hope Dieter was successful. Wylan, being blind, would have to rely on voices. Erik using the accent would throw him, for a while. But he worked it out in the end. As for Bran, when a person comes in smelling like faded Sheep dung, desert sweat, a bad dye job, and god knows what else poor Erik had to suffer through... Poor Bran was a little overwhelmed. I mean, sure, Erik's had a bath but those scents are going to drive the poor hounds nose crazy.
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I so want to make a dirty comment about zippers...
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I think Wylan's being cautious.
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Baldwin wants a word. Well we are nearly there, there is one more chapter to go Good morning
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The room smelled of coffee and old stone. A fire crackled in a clay brazier, pushing back the damp of the sea. The old Dā'ī moved slowly, deliberately, pouring thick black liquid into three small cups. He set one before the blind boy, one before himself, and pushed the last across the scarred wooden table toward the man who had, until this morning, called himself Erik. Erik did not sit. His chest was still heaving, his bare feet cut and bleeding from the rooftops. The khanjar was still tuck
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