“Has Jen been here?” asked Brother Andrew, sniffing the air as he leant on the half open stable door. Duncan nodded, not meeting the monks gaze.
“Did you see her, talk to her?” he said excitedly.
Duncan shook his head.
“She was here this morning when I took Burn out, gone by the time I got back.”
The big monk sighed internally.
“Why are you hurting yourself Duncan?”
“I’m a Templar warrior, it’s what I want to do.”
Brother Andrew narrowed his one eye.
“What’s that got to do with anything?”
Duncan swung his huge shoulders round to face him. “I can’t be a warrior and have a mate, you said so yourself when you told me the Templar history back in Birmingham.”