Chapter 165. Raid

JACOB

I could not ride quietly, let alone be on alert, after leaving my wife at the castle. Every part of me wanted to stay by her side to protect her and keep her safe from any danger that might arise. I also had the baby in mind, and the three of them, along with my unborn child, were now the most important things I had in the world.

I had never imagined having a family; most people told and prophesied my future as a lonely old man, damned and cursed for his cruelty and destined to a life of solitude and idleness. This was always foretold in the witch houses and in the streets. I did not believe these things, but they had become engraved in my subconscious because I had heard them so often.

“Your brother took away all the fame and fortune you could have had.” That’s what a woman who worked at the castle once told me, a former librarian who was considered a supposed witch. To me, these were all fibs, and I did not want to accept them as truth. I did not believe th