(eng) Pam Uphoff - Wine of The Gods 20 by Triplets

Author:Triplets [Triplets]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Frog . . . was a nice enough horse, probably a three quarters brother to Cinnamon. Good looking, too. Why not show him off? Phillip bid the few family members available farewell and headed out . . . this late, no reason to not stop for a few hands of poker before he reported back . . . hungover and penniless, at dawn. My Just Deserts?

At least his uniform was clean.

Chapter Fourteen

Summer Solstice 1397

Crossroads, Foothills Province

Phillip led the way through the corridors, glad to be getting away from Fort Palm.

Not that I'll be getting away with much here in Harry's backyard. But . . . there won't be much temptation, either. Just . . . hunker down for six months and I'm free.

He looked over Fort Crossroads with interest. It was relatively new, and had a limited patrol area, being mainly concerned with the gates and who or what might come through them. He'd had enough scary bedtime stories from Zenith and Cost to take it seriously, even if his brothers didn't.

The General eyed them cynically and welcomed them to Fort Crossroads. "You'll be rotated around between the gates, so you gain familiarity with each of them. Additionally you'll spend time riding the sweeps we run around the countryside.

"Ten miles up the road you will find a very nice Tavern. Like the rest of us, you will probably spend a lot of time and money there, because the ale, the wine and the cooking are all excellent. It is not, however, a brothel. Do not take liberties with any of the women there. That is an order. Ignore it and you will probably survive to regret it.

"Lieutenant Baker will assign you to your details."

Lieutenant Baker looked from them to a clipboard and read off their assignments. Frowning a bit over three Michaelsons, two with the same first initial. The nine of them were split among five platoons.

"Today, put your mounts away and find the barracks your platoon lives in. Tomorrow we'll take the tour of the gates and then we'll drop off those of you whose platoons are on gate duty at your duty post. Dinner will be in two hours. Generally you will eat with your platoon. Tonight, please join General Mikow at the head table, dress uniform. Dismissed."

"You platoon three, too, Rick?" Phillip tried for a cheerful tone of voice, and led his horse confidently toward the barracks with the three on it. It looked like stabling for the horses was against the fort wall, beyond the barracks. He saw movement there and took aim for it. "Afternoon, Private." The man looked up warily. "We're assigned to platoon three. Is this the stabling, and do we stay in barracks three?"

"No, sir, they've scrambled it all up already. Three's in barracks five. Corner building."

"Thank you." Phillip nodded, keeping the exchange casual, and walked Frog down the stable line.

There were a lot more horses in the stalls down at this end. A man strode out to get a good look at them.

Download

Copyright Disclaimer:
This site does not store any files on its server. We only index and link to content provided by other sites. Please contact the content providers to delete copyright contents if any and email us, we'll remove relevant links or contents immediately.