Daum. At first the idiot sped up too much before realizing he had men walking behind him. Tanner could see he wanted the men to hurry up and match his pace while his fat ass was on horseback, but luckily he kept his mouth shut. The rest of the day went by slowly, someone smart must have told Todd to stop for breaks because he did so every two hours. Tanner was hoping Todd would try to push his luck too far, since the men would most likely tell him to bugger off and get to Daum at their own pace. Before long night was approaching and Todd called a halt to the day’s march. Tanner and Golden found a nice spot by the side of the road. They were luckily the road into Daum followed a small stream, they set their horses to roam after watering and taking their saddle bags off them and Tanner went to work.
Unlike most of the men around him, Golden included Tanner was used to living off of the land. Sometimes he would have to trek deep into the wilderness and be gone for days when trying to hunt a difficult animal. Tanner had his fire roaring in no time while it looked like most of the men were struggling. It was likely their mothers had done the cooking so they didn’t know what they were doing. Golden himself should be adequate at this task Tanner thought, he is a blacksmith. Before long faces came out of the dark holding a branch which they stuck in Tanner’s fire so they could light their own. Even one of Greenley’s cousins had come forward and did the same albeit unlike the rest he didn’t ask permission. Tanner pulled out everything he knew he would need, his small pot, some potatoes, some other vegetables and put three different kinds of smoke meat into the pot with water from the stream. It would most likely take two hours for some good stew, but he had brought more than enough, he could chew on the jerky he made and talk to Golden while he waited on their meal to be done.
“You seem like you have done this before Tanner” Golden said as he looked around at all the work Golden had done, right down to making a place for the pot to hang over the fire using three sticks, two of which Tanner thrust into the ground and balanced the other one across them both so he could hang the pot.
“Well this is sort of my job Blessed One” Tanner said as he offered Golden some jerky. “We all can’t be the mutt’s nutts and get by on our pretty looks, some of us actually have to learn to do for ourselves since we can’t just snap our fingers and have a willing lass present herself willing to cook for us”.
“Really, then what were you talking about, asking my father to keep Mary single” Golden said as he gave Tanner a side eyed glance.
“I just wanted to stop all of the squawking about war and us going off is all” Tanner replied.
“Then why did Mary look all flushed when you said your good byes?” Golden replied with a hint of a smile in his voice. “You trying to get on with my little sister, what was that talk about me being your friend?”
Tanner was stuck for a reply but luckily he didn’t need to as Thomas, one of the men who worked the Baronet’s fields came up with his brother Patrick and another man Tanner knew was named Jack. They were all older than he and Golden by a couple of summers, Patrick was the youngest and even he was two summers older than Golden. They all came over and sat down by our fire eating bread and some type of meat.
“I bet you all are thinking the same thing we are, why didn’t we make Gwendolyn Banks an honest woman” Thomas said eliciting laughs from everyone gathered including Golden who tried his best to stifle it. Thomas was almost 25 and it was somewhat puzzling why he had not found a bride yet. He was not a bad looking man although he was short like his