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Interview with Caradoc of Asterleigh
Taken from the Bookaholic does Blogging Blog during the Immortal Hope Blog Tour.
Name: Caradoc of Asterleigh
Profession: Knight Templar
Age: Over nine hundred years old
Height: 6’ 0”
Hair: Sandy Brown
Caradoc: Always a pleasure. Though I cannot guarantee I can answer all your questions, I shall share what I am able.
Caradoc: I am second in command, and answer only to Merrick and the archangel Mikhail. With that position comes responsibility that I hold dear. I am a knight, above all things, and my duty is foremost to the Order.
Caradoc: ‘Twas a choice I made on my own. I knew Merrick for quite some time. He asked, he spared no detail. I agreed to serve under him.
Caradoc: Aye. Those are material objects. ‘Tis what matters here (he sets a fist over his heart) that makes a difference.
Caradoc: I hail from Briton, aye. From Asterleigh. ‘Tis a non-existant place in this world you know now, but ‘twas once beyond beauty. Merrick hails from France, though we fought many battles together in our youth. He came north, to strike against his uncle. Farran and Tane are also Frenchmen. Lucan shares my heritage, and Declan hails from the far north, a Scottsman through and through.
Caradoc: In our heyday we were vast. We had enough members to form our own nation, though we were not all knights. Many laymen were employed for our various needs – to build for us, to craft armor for us, to keep our horses fit.
Caradoc: Nay, though it has become such now.
Caradoc: The only pain that presented are the aches that plague me now. I have been chosen to suffer in a manner unlike my brethren.
Caradoc: I do not know the precise reason. I know only that it began when I turned my back on one who mattered above all the rest.
Caradoc: Nay, milady. ‘Tis a subject delegated to my past. ‘Tis no sense in dwelling on what cannot be undone. My duty is to continue on. I accept that willingly and will not delve into the shadows on my soul. Should I, I am certain I would falter.
Caradoc: I know only that Anne’s sister, Sophie is destined to join our ranks. When, or where her place shall fall is known only unto Gabriel.
Caradoc: Aye, I must return to teaching Anne how to wield a sword. It appears she and Merrick cannot see eye-to-eye long enough to move past the holding of the blade. Good day to you, milady.
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