Discretion is Jonas's middle name-he can play his role to the hilt for the client's benefit and at the same time disappear seamlessly into a crowd, safely anonymous. Jonas Hunter is a high-class body for hire with a small, exclusive, mostly male clientèle who pay big bucks for his undivided time and attention. Zahra Owens has done an exceptional job of developing the characters of these two men, plus a cast of secondary characters, against a complex and riveting plot. The journey to the Holy Land was long and arduous, and Daveth didn’t mind walking next to his liege’s horse as they traveled in caravan.totally held my attention with its complex, organized plot, with its depth of characterization and, last but not least, its heart-stoppingly gorgeous sex scenes. Sir Newell was not of very high standing and couldn’t openly be seen being kind to his page, but in the privacy of their tent, Daveth enjoyed the kind words and pats on the shoulder his knight bestowed upon him. Daveth barely dared to look into his knight’s eyes and only really saw their gemlike quality when they were sparring and both dressed in helmets and armor. Daveth doted on him and was even given leave to sleep in the knight’s quarters so he could fetch him things if he needed them in the middle of the night. In fact, he’d taken up a sword one day when his knight’s sparring partner had fallen wounded, and that was how he had come to be in his knight’s favor.ĭaveth’s knight was a handsome one, with bright-blue eyes, fair skin, and-whenever he took his helmet off-brown floppy hair. So when Sir Newell, an English knight, came to his town to scout for pages, Daveth had grabbed the opportunity and followed the man to war in to the Holy Land.ĭaveth wasn’t afraid of hard work or of knights crossing swords in practice.
He had two brothers who took over their father’s smithy when the man died though, and there was no place for Daveth. He didn’t come from a good family, and if his father had lived, he would have become a blacksmith, like his pa, his brothers, and his grandfather. He wanted to be a knight and wear the large cross on his tunic like the man he fetched water and food for during the sieges. He didn’t complain, however, since this was his chance to make a name for himself. THE sun streaming down on them and the heat of the midday were a far cry from what Daveth was used to in his native land by the North Sea.
Sol Principalis System-Third Planet Local date: 1201
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