mallemude
Twelve years after the loss of Jerusalem Martin, half Nordic and half Crusader, finds himself destine to write history. Whether or not by his own purposeful intentions or rather by his honest actions spinning a web of co incidental importance.
After he had sired a child with the queen out of love, seeing the girl grow up, but exiling himself into a bitter Germanic winter, knowing that he would soon become the king's greatest threat if he did not.
He would kill for his queen, he could not put her and his daughter's life in peril for such knightly actions.
Years after he'd gotten into fighting in the rings when a man he'd known all his life came to draw him back, back to his hate, back to his love, and back to the king who had taken his father captive and left many knights dead after his son, the queen's wrath child and heir to the thrown had wanted to take claim of Martin's very own sister who the princess Isabelle, his daughter had neared to keep her company at the palace not knowing that she was in fact her aunt.
Filled with a last flicker to fight for a soon to be, lost breed.
A battle fought against a king for his queen by her Martin for their daughter and his father.
A battle of passion, hate, love and mercy.