Out of time, bound by honor—only love can
break the curse and stop the darkness from rising.
Gathering himself, he repositioned the lance and charged toward Thomas again. As they met in the middle of the tilt, Reynold lowered his weapon at the last moment and felt the jolt of Thomas’s lance hit him squarely in the chest, causing him to teeter in the saddle. The cheers of the crowd echoed inside his arnet, vibrating in his ears.
One more pass, and it would be over.
Ignoring Will’s questioning look, Reynold spurred Abraxas around and
charged his lifelong friend for what he prayed would be the last time. When the
two passed, Thomas lifted his lance, missing Reynold by inches. Knowing in that
instant Thomas was no fool, Reynold fell sideways, allowing Abraxas to drag him
to the west end of the list.
The pain shooting through his body was nothing compared to the
satisfaction of knowing Thomas would continue his life as a knight. His plan
may not have worked to perfection, but his honor to Thomas was held intact.
Reynold would find a new life—a lonely one but a life nonetheless.
“Whoa! Whoa!”
The words came through the blackness trying to take claim to his mind.
Abraxas suddenly halted, and Reynold felt himself lifted off the ground.
Someone took his foot from the stirrup and pulled the arnet from his head.
Focusing, he gazed into the eyes of his raven-haired love. He had indeed
found his place, at last, in Catherine’s arms.
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