"i am really sorry but Kent is my cabin boy, and we are really bussy now, so if you excuse us" Charlotte said with her bad english and pulled Kent my his arm, in the way she took her rapier and Knet's sword back.With a hurried peace the french woman pulled the boy into the bushes getting away from the english camp.
Bad luck brought them into another camp, but they were not english, "Moriscos...." Charlotte muttered to Kent, she quickly identified the leader and bowed to him slowly showing they were not there to hurt anyone "you seak my lenguage?"