Knight Triumphant. Heather Graham

fight with the English.”

      “Aye,” he admitted gravely.

      “You are Scottish.”

      “I am from the Borders. And have no lord who remains among the living to serve. But I can say freely, for my companions and myself, that we owe you our lives. And we would gladly serve a Scotsman with the strength and will to stay alive and fight the English. There is nothing for us, anywhere, except that which we can earn for ourselves.”

      “We shall see,” Eric had promised.

      He tended to be a fair judge of men. And he judged this one as an honest man, deeply sincere. But time would tell.

      Time.