Fire And Sword: Keys Of Power #2
Language: English
Pages: 432
ISBN: 0756401755
Format: PDF / Kindle (mobi) / ePub
In the second novel of this exciting trilogy, Lynan, the youngest prince, begins to gather an army, vowing to drive his homeland into civil war. In the meantime, his half-sister Areava has been crowned queen of Grenda Lear. The only thing they can both be certain of is that there will be a reckoning between them-one that will threaten all of Grenda Lear...
that he saw himself as a soldier first, a politician a poor second. The chance of joining an expedition to the continent to fight the Corsican tyrant was tempting in the extreme. Yet, as Richard had said, it was vital that he present his case for inclusion in person. He must leave Dublin as soon as possible. ‘I find it strange that Richard should write with such trivial concerns,’ Kitty continued. ‘It is unlike him.’ ‘He must have time on his hands,’ Arthur replied. ‘There is no hope of
fit and ready to do battle with the enemy. As such, it is my decision to delay the review until the weather improves.’ ‘I see,’ Napoleon replied icily. ‘Then it is my decision to dismiss you from your post, with immediate effect.’ ‘What?’ Admiral Bruix’s eyes widened in astonishment.‘You can’t do that.’ ‘It is done. Berthier?’ ‘Sire?’ ‘Inform the naval ministry at once. And then see that Monsieur Bruix is removed from our presence and sent home.’ ‘Yes, sire.’ Napoleon swept his gaze away
flames, relishing the warmth. ‘I’ll have some dry clothes found for you.Would you like something to eat and drink?’ Arthur nodded. ‘I’d be very grateful, thank you.’ Gerald turned towards the door and was on his way out of the room when Arthur said quickly, ‘Gerald, I forgot to say, it is good to see you again too. And I am so very grateful that you are going to perform the service.’ What are brothers for?’ Gerald laughed lightly and left Arthur alone by the fire. Half an hour later, as the
are feeble, Marshal Bernadotte.You are guilty of a gross dereliction of duty and I can tell you that there is a widespread feeling in the army that you must be called to account, and punished severely.’ Napoleon reached into his breast pocket and pulled out a document and placed it in front of him. ‘Do you know what this is? An order for your court-martial. I have already signed it.’ Bernadotte stared at the document and for the first time his arrogant composure slipped and Napoleon saw a flash
men to confront the French army once the worst of the winter had passed. Or so he had thought until the first reports of Russian movements had reached imperial headquarters. It seemed that the Russian soldiers were injured to the effects of winter and were already advancing towards the French outposts. Napoleon idly stroked his chin as he considered the situation. Berthier had updated his notebooks the previous night, and examining them the following morning Napoleon had been shocked to learn