CHAPTER EIGHTEEN
Kate hurried through the mercenary camp the way she hurried everywhere these days, because Lord Cranston seemed to want everything done at the double. Whether it was training with a blade, learning the disposition of the noble houses likely to employ a free company, or simply running errands around the camp, there was little time to do anything but run from place to place.
Her current task was to pick up equipment from the quartermaster after repairs. Hardly the kind of daring adventure Kate had hoped for, but she was starting to learn that war was often about boredom as much as violence.
She raced through the camp in her new uniform of a gray surcoat and dun breeches, using the errand as a way to practice moving through a crowd at speed, because Lord Cranston had told
