Little Robert stood at his post with a troubled expression, his once beautiful long golden curls now greasy and tangled from lack of washing.
The days without seeing Miss Cherina made his otherwise dull life seem to lose all meaning.
He was the Vicar Lord of Gaza City, the son of Baron Robert, and the first heir to all of old Baron Robert's wealth and titles.
After Losa led the Crusaders to cross the river and capture Damietta, Baron Robert sent him to serve at Duke Losa's court.
"Unfortunately, the old man will probably be disappointed. It seems the lord does not trust me."
Recalling his father's instructions, Little Robert sighed deeply.
The middle-aged knight standing post alongside him looked somewhat helplessly at the melancholy young master: "If the lord doesn't trust you, why would he have you guard the vital Governor's Mansion of Damietta?"
