As I get ready to go and attend a family wedding, I found the time to post this week’s Tuesday Tales, the on-going weekly blog where books are born. Each week, we post a short excerpt based on a word or image. This week the word is KNIFE.
I’m continuing with my historical romance, The Price of Courage, Book Two in the Canadiana Series.\
Guy rubbed his chin. “I’ve sent men beyond Quebec and down to the region controlled by the Abenaki and Micmac. According to official records, in the colony itself, there are more than a dozen seigneuries controlled directly from France. My friend Nicolas Denys, the governor of Canso, assures me all of his men and those in the area are loyal to the colony, as are those in Acadia. Rumor has it, the French will reclaim that land within a year or two. Loyal Frenchmen have no desire to support the English should a battle occur, and as long as rumors of an Iroquois Confederacy joining the Abenaki are false, there’s no danger there. My concern is with men nearby, like those you mentioned and those whose lands are near des Courts’ estates. My scouts will check on those when they return in the spring. My other worry is rooted in the tall tales of rich furs and gold far to the south and west of the colony. Men down on their luck will believe almost anything if they think it will lead to untold wealth.”
Remi pursed his lips and reached for the knife on the table to cut a chunk of cheese from the block his wife had brought in earlier.
“I was afraid to mention those, but now that you have, a greedy man with no ties to the colony—no wife, no children, no land—will indeed be tempted, and since those are the very men we need to farm the land and defend us, you have every right to be afraid.”
Knowing his friend wasn’t finished, Guy waited, his fingers tapping on his glass as Remi, popped the chunk of cheese into his mouth and chewed as if by doing so the morsel helped him organize his thoughts.
“Whoever is spreading those wild stories is doing so faster than a skunk can poison the air. Two of my engagés whose debt will be repaid come the spring have already mentioned they would like to join an expedition going west to search for this mysterious treasure trove. Has De Courcelle authorized such an expedition?” He narrowed his eyes. “My men are good, strong workers who believe the governor-general is behind this.”
Guy clenched his teeth. “The governor-general has ordered no such expedition. Participating in such a venture is a crime against the colony.”
That’s it for this week! Don’t forget to check out all the other posts on Tuesday Tales.