Conor Dillon – Beginnings Excerpt 20
Shamus, knowing he had gained the moral advantage asked, ‘Could not a rider be sent to find Lord Dillon, he will wish to be informed of why his son has been delayed in this fashion it may help your cause a little.’
I’ll send one of my aides, immediately, until he returns if you give your paroles you will be freed as long as you stray within the Inn and its grounds. I will have a cordon around the area so you would be wise not to try to escape, we don’t want any more accidents?’ he stated, and we clearly understood the menace in his words.
The moment they were freed, Conor walked over to Black Michael and said, The debt between us is paid in full, you owe me nothing but I would value your friendship.’ A grin ing Michael offered his hand which Conor happily took.
‘Well, if we can venture outside, we can keep our weapon training up to scratch, but we must not harm any of these delicate little Frenchie’s!’ said Shamus.
It was their third day at the Inn, Conor and James were practicing with their swords, Black Michael and Shamus sat swigging ale and offering criticism of the younger pair, who being of similar height and builds were quite evenly matched and both highly competitive. James feinted to the left, Conor appeared to have fallen for the move, James was waiting for Conor’s counter, but he did the total opposite and James was left disarmed and wondering how it happened.
Black Michael offered his congratulations, ‘That was a nice move, boy, he never saw it coming!’ ‘Too right!’ agreed James, ‘I’m glad I’m on your side, I would hate to be your enemy, you’re lethal.’
(C) Damian Grange 2018