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    Sherwood Forest: Blood Libel
    Sherwood Forest: Blood Libel
    Sherwood Forest: Blood Libel
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    Sherwood Forest: Blood Libel

    By Laura McVey

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    When a child dies in Nottingham, suspicion falls on a Jewish family, forcing Robin to intervene. The rebels' refusal to aid one of their own causes Bess and Alice to take matters into their own hands.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherLaura McVey
    Release dateNov 15, 2014
    ISBN9781311809797
    Sherwood Forest: Blood Libel
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    Laura McVey

    Laura McVey is a university graduate with a minor in history, though neither of these things seem to have done her any good yet. She writes stories about heroes and kissing.

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      Sherwood Forest: Blood Libel

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      The hour was late, later than Rachel was accustomed to. Normally, she would be in bed by this time of night, or else face the ire of her mother. But her father had begged to take her to market in Southwell that afternoon, and the wagon they’d meant to travel back on had abandoned them. They’d had no choice but to go on foot all the way back to Nottingham, and the sun had crept out of the sky while they were walking. After a time, Rachel had lifted up her arms and begged her father to pick her up; she was a big girl, she knew, too big to be carried any longer, but he indulged her anyway. She rested her cheek on the scratchy wool of her father’s cloak and tried to sleep. The lights of Nottingham were up ahead; she could see them burning against the backs of her eyelids. Her father shifted her slightly. We’ll be home soon, butterfly. She nodded against his shoulder.

      There were voices ahead, and more lights. Rachel lifted her head to see what was going on, but the faces of the people holding the lights were cast in shadow. Their voices rang clear, though- rough and angry, and even though she didn’t understand what they were saying (something about bells and someone named Paul) their tones said enough. She shrank into her father’s arms.

      Her father had paused briefly when the voices were first heard, and now he stopped entirely. He started to lower her to the ground, but she tightened her arm around his neck and whimpered, rubbing at her eyes with her free hand. Rachel, he said in her ear. I need to speak with these men, you understand? I’ve got to put you down.

      She tightened her grip.

      Come on now, he said. He was holding her up with one arm, and had a bag of goods from the market clasped under the other. Be a big girl. I know you can.

      Slowly, she unclasped her arm from around his neck and let him lower her to the ground. He gave her head a pat, and walked forward, Rachel hugging close to his knees to make sure they weren’t separated in the dark. Even with mere feet between them and the torch-bearers, she couldn’t see their faces, nor count how many there were. It frightened her, but she couldn’t have said why.

      One of the men in the front spoke. Isaac bar Chazan?

      That’s me, her father said calmly, while Rachel trembled at his knee. Can this be done at another time? I have my daughter with me, and she ought to be in bed.

      One of the other men, near the back, called, How do we know she’s your daughter?

      Because you know me, Isaac said, nudging Rachel behind him slightly. Come now, we’ve been friends and neighbours for many years now. You know what my daughter looks like. He hesitated. Just as you know I would never cause harm-

      That’s enough, the first man said roughly. The girl can find her own way home, or else come with you. But you’re going with us.

      And where are we going? Isaac said. His voice was still light and pleasant, but Rachel, who knew her father better than anyone, could hear the tremble in it. I have to tell my wife where I’ll be.

      She’ll know soon enough, the man said, and stepped forward to seize Isaac’s sleeve. Come along now. Don’t cause trouble.

      I don’t wish to. Isaac pulled himself from the man’s grasp. But I’d prefer to know where you’re taking me before going anywhere with you. You understand, of course.

      You know damn well! It could have been the second man from before, or someone else; Rachel couldn’t tell. The murmuring voices had turned into a babble. You’ll hang for what you’ve done, you murdering- Whatever he said next, Rachel couldn’t tell; her father had put his hands over her ears.

      Rachel, he whispered, bending down as the crowd muttered amongst themselves. Rachel, you’ve got to go now, do you understand? Run as fast as you can. I’ll see you again soon, I promise.

      But- Rachel didn’t know why he wanted her to run, or where she was meant to run to. She didn’t know anything of what was happening, only that the men with torches frightened her and her father was leaving her and she didn’t like it.

      "Go," he said, giving her a shove that bordered on ungentle. The torch-men were moving closer; she could finally see their faces in the firelight, and the shadows stretched them to unnatural proportions, making them look like ghouls. They were reaching out for her father, long arms stretching to impossible lengths, bony fingers grasping.

      Rachel ran.

      She didn’t know where she was running to, or what she would do when she got there. If she had been less distressed, she might have considered

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