Your later books are making me sad and depressed. Poor Derfel, having risked his life and all the rest. That Nimue so horrid! Lucille de F. Raped as well. What Horror! This makes the Sharpe stories, with triangles even, like a Sunday afternoon picnic. Are you writing horror stories now? Surely the real world is bad enough. I read your books for the yarns and the interaction of your characters, (Sharpe is good with his own men and Wellington raises a chuckle!) I don’t need horror please. I remember your first book, many years ago now: I enjoyed it and determined to read any sequels. And now so many! And such improvement of writing. I only wish I could write as well as you. With respect, RY.