My Lord the Hermit

It was on the boar hunt that the Lady Joanna injured her arm - saving a nine-year-old page from the charging beast. And there - in the forest - there was no one to help her…other than the Hermit…He was like no other hermit she had ever seen - he was young strong and dark - and vowed to silence. His name was Keren but he was always called the Hermit…And as he touched her arm and healed it a bond was forged between them - a hopeless bond for she was Joanna of Leybourne ward of the Count and he was a man sentenced to build a church with his bare hands as expiation for the crime of murdering his wife…