dearie,â came a voice from a small rack of swords in the dimmest part of the room. It was one of the Old Wrecks. These were the swords that had never been carried into battle, and so were never used by the knights of Flamant Castle. They had been dusty and neglected when Tommy first started work in the sword chamber, but now their blades shone in the light of the candle flickering on the wall. What none of the knights knew â except Sir Benedict â was that the Old Wrecks were inhabited by the spirits of their last owners.
Tommy glanced at the sabre which had spoken. âHello, Nursie,â she said. âSmith told me that Sir Benedict is taking some of the knights out on a patrol tomorrow, so I have to get their swords ready.â
Sir Benedict was Flamant Castleâs bravest knight, and he was responsible for the safety of the castle and lands belonging to Sir Walter the Bald and his wife, Lady Beatrix the Bored.
âA patrol, eh?â a deep voice boomed from a long-handled dagger. âIt sounds like trouble on the borders, if you ask me.â
âWell I didnât ask you, Bevan Brumm,â Nursie replied. âWhat would you know about patrols? You were a merchant, not a knight.â
âI think Bevan Brumm might be right, though,â said another, younger voice. This was Jasper Swann. Jasper had been a squire, training to be a knight, before he fell ill and died. âI heard some of the knights talking in here the other day and one of them said that Sir Malcolm the Mean had been trying to steal some of Sir Walterâs land.â
âWho is Sir Malcolm the Mean?â Tommy wanted to know.
âHe has the lands to the west of here, dearie,â Nursie explained. âBut his own lands have never been enough for him. Oh no. He wants his neighboursâ lands too.â
âHe wants Sir Walterâs lands?â exclaimed Tommy.
âNot just his lands, Sword Girl,â rumbled Bevan Brumm. âSir Malcolm the Mean wants Flamant Castle â and if Sir Benedict canât stop him at the border â¦â
Tommyâs heart started to pound. âWhat?â she said. âWhat will happen if Sir Benedict canât stop him?â
Bevan Brumm sounded grim. âFlamant Castle will be at war.â
ABOUT THE AUTHOR
F RANCES W ATTS was born in the medieval city of Lausanne, in Switzerland, and moved to Australia when she was three. After studying literature at university she began working as an editor. Her bestselling picture books include Kisses for Daddy and the 2008 Childrenâs Book Council of Australia award-winner, Parsley Rabbitâs Book about Books (both illustrated by David Legge). Frances is also the author of a series about two very unlikely superheroes, Extraordinary Ernie and Marvellous Maud, and the highly acclaimed childrenâs fantasy/adventure series, the Gerander Trilogy.
Frances lives in Sydneyâs inner west, and divides her time between writing and editing. Her cat doesnât talk.
ABOUT THE ILLUSTRATOR
G REGORY R OGERS has always loved art and drawing so itâs no surprise he became an illustrator. He was the first Australian to win the prestigious Kate Greenaway Medal. The first of his popular wordless picture book series, The Boy, the Bear, the Baron, the Bard, was selected as one of the Ten Best Illustrated Picture Books of 2004 by the New York Times and short-listed for the Childrenâs Book Council of Australia Book of the Year Award in 2005. The third book, The Hero of Little Street, won the CBCA Picture Book of the Year in 2010. Gregory loves movies and music, and is a collector of books, antiques and anything odd and unusual.
He lives in Brisbane above a bookshop cafe with his cat Sybil.
âI want you to fight in the tournament, Tommy.â
Flamant Castle is having a tournament! But when one of the squires is injured during practice, Sir Benedict asks Tommy to take his place. He even offers