Keeper of the Grail (Youngest Templar Series #1)

Keeper of the Grail (Youngest Templar Series #1)

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by Michael P. Spradlin
     
 

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As an orphan, Tristan never dreamed he would travel the world or discover the truth about his past. But all that changes when the Knights Templar ride through the abbey on their way to battle. Suddenly, Tristan finds himself as a squire to one of the most respected knights. While exciting, it is also dangerous, as Tristan gets caught between rival knights desperate

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As an orphan, Tristan never dreamed he would travel the world or discover the truth about his past. But all that changes when the Knights Templar ride through the abbey on their way to battle. Suddenly, Tristan finds himself as a squire to one of the most respected knights. While exciting, it is also dangerous, as Tristan gets caught between rival knights desperate for power and entrusted with the most sacred relic-the Holy Grail. With the help of a young archer and a deadly warrior, can Tristan safely bring the Holy Grail back to England? Or will he succumb to the dangers of the evil men who follow in its wake?

Product Details

ISBN-13:
9780142414613
Publisher:
Penguin Young Readers Group
Publication date:
09/17/2009
Series:
Youngest Templar Series, #1
Edition description:
Reprint
Pages:
272
Sales rank:
358,096
Product dimensions:
5.00(w) x 7.78(h) x 0.73(d)
Age Range:
9 - 12 Years

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1

Though I am called Tristan, I have no true name of my own. It was Brother Tuck who found me on St. Tristan’s Day, nearly fifteen years ago. He is a kind and gentle man, but a deaf—mute, and unable to even write down for me how I came to be here. The abbot, a much sterner sort, tells me that I was found that August night on the steps of the abbey. A few days old at best, hungry and crying, wrapped in a soiled woolen blanket.

I’m told the sound of horses could be heard riding away through the night, but since Brother Tuck was the first to find me, we know not if he saw or even glimpsed the riders. The abbot said that two of the brothers followed the tracks into the woods but soon lost the trail.

He also thinks I must be of noble blood. No peasant could afford to own such horses, and it is unlikely a poor farmer would abandon an infant that might one day grow strong enough to help him work the farm. Nor would any illiterate peasant likely be able to write the note that was neatly tucked into the folds of my blanket. On a simple scrap of rolled parchment, wrapped with red ribbon, it read, “Brothers: We bestow onto you this innocent child. His life threatens many. Remind him that he was loved, but safer away from those who would wish him harm. We will be watching over him until it is time.”

So whoever left the note must consider me safe now that I am nearly fifteen. For as near as anyone at the abbey can tell, no one has ever come here and asked about or “watched over” me in any way. Perhaps my parents, whoever they are, were unable to fulfill that promise.

The monks were always kind to me, but they were Cistercians and believed that one was never too young to work. I earned my keep there. However, I bore them no ill will, for the monks worked just as hard as I did. I lived at St. Alban’s for all of my life, and my earliest memories were not of the names and faces of the monks, but of chores. We were a poor abbey but grew enough crops and raised enough sheep and goats to get by. Our needs were few. There was wood in the surrounding forest to see us through each winter. The gardens provided us with plentiful vegetables, and the fields gave us wheat, which we turned into bread. If there was ever anything else we needed, the brothers traded for it in Dover or one of the nearby villages.

It was a quiet and calm existence, but the work was endless. The garden was my main contribution to the abbey. Brother Tuck and I tended it from planting in the spring to harvest in the fall. Working the hoe through the soil was quiet work, and gave me much time to think. The garden sat in a sunny spot behind the abbey, and once the rainy spring was over, the weather was usually fine and fair.

Our abbey was on the travelers’ road a day’s ride northwest of Dover. There were thirty monks in service there. Built many years ago it rose up out of the surrounding forest like a small wooden castle. It was simple in its design, because Cistercians are not frivolous, believing man is here to serve God, not adorn his buildings in finery.

Still, it was a comfortable place, inviting and welcoming to the few travelers who passed our way. The main hall where the brothers gathered to dine and pray was well lighted by the windows that rose high in the peaks. The surrounding grounds were neat and well tended, for the brothers believed that keeping things orderly kept one’s mind free to focus on God.

Except for the forest around the abbey grounds, and a trip to Dover three years before, I had seen no more of the world—though that was not all I knew of it. The monks offered shelter to travelers along the road to Dover, and from them I heard things. Exciting things happening in far-off places that made me wish for a chance to leave and see them for myself. Some told tales of wonder and adventure, of magnificent battles and exotic places. Recently, most all of the talk was of the Crusade. King Richard, who some called the Lionheart, carried out his war in the Holy Land, and it wasn’t going well. King Richard had been on the throne for almost two years, and had spent most of his time away from England fighting in the Crusades. He was called the Lionheart because he was said to be a ferocious warrior, brave and gallant, and determined to drive the Saladin and his Saracens from the Holy Land.

The Saladin was the leader of the Muslim forces opposing King Richard. He was said to be as courageous and fierce a warrior as the Lionheart, consumed with ridding the Holy Land of Christians. Even those who said that God was on our side conceded that defeating the Saladin would not be easy.

For the monks, the news from the east was of particular interest. To them, the rise of the Saladin was a signal that the end of days was near. Perhaps the Savior would soon come again.

These were my thoughts, on a clear and sunny day, as I worked beside Brother Tuck in the garden. Brother Tuck was a large man, strong and sturdy, with a generous heart. Though he couldn’t speak, he made a soft humming noise while pushing his hoe through the soil, moving to some rhythm only he felt. He could not hear the riders approach, or the sound of horses’ hooves pounding across the hard ground, or the clang of chain mail and sword as the knights reined up at the abbey gate.

Knights wearing the brilliant white tunics with red crosses emblazoned across their chests. The Warrior Monks. The famous Poor Fellow Soldiers of Christ and of the Temple of Solomon. Known to all as the Knights Templar.

Meet the Author

Michael P. Spradlin is the author of more than a dozen books for children. He grew up in a small town in Michigan not far from the Indiana border. Surrounded by books in his formative years, he grew up loving to read and imagining himself the hero of numerous epic battles.When not writing, he enjoys reading, traveling, spending time with his family and worrying over the fact that he really should be writing instead of doing other stuff. He lives in Michigan with his wife Kelly, son Michael, daughter Rachel and two dogs Willow and Apollo.

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Keeper of the Grail (Youngest Templar Series #1) 4.5 out of 5 based on 0 ratings. 32 reviews.
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Enter a medieval world and be emersed in the Crusade of the Templars of old!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
The Youngest Templar Keeper of the Grail was a heart-pounding, heart- wrenching, and heart-stopping book. It's full of tense battle scenes, young love, and laugh-out-loud comedy right up until the end. Once you get into this series, you'll never want to stop reading! I highly recommend this book to anyone who liked Ranger's Apprentice, Percy Jackson, or Harry Potter. It's a really great read.
Christopher Potempa More than 1 year ago
This book will have you wanting to know what happens next
Matthew Schneider More than 1 year ago
had me on edge from start to finish
LexyLoo More than 1 year ago
This book was full of action and keep me wanting to read more and more. I did find it lacking in character description and felt as if you didn't get to know the characters as i would have liked. I would highly suggest this book to others it is a great read!
Guest More than 1 year ago
I just finished reading it and it was awesome.I highly encourage you to read this book.
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This is one of the most well writen books that I have EVER read and I have read thousands of great books!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! Buy the book and you'll thank me!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
This book was awesome
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
Still amazing
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Read it last year and loved it. If you havnt read it you need to. Its a great book
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This is one of the bests books I've read in a while...it has action, humor and intrigue, and it has an interesting twist to the story of Robin Hood (a story many know and love). The book revolves around Tristian, an orphan raised by monks, who gets an oppurtunity to serve with the Knights Templar. In accepting the offer he embarks on a journey far from home that puts him in the middle of a war and in the mist of people who apparently know who he is. The book has an amazing perspective (i'm not sure if intentional or not)on how christiandom should be and what it is for many. There is so much there! It's a must read!
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Makarios-lisa More than 1 year ago
I am a teacher and just finished reading this with my 13 year-old son. In fact, my son is re-reading the story because he was too excited during the action-packed story to slow down and absorb everything. I like the fact that Spradlin has been vague about several aspects of a normal story. Triston's background is very sketchy, the villians are slow to reveal themselves, there's a lot of ambiguity as to whom is more interested in the young female assasin, Triston or Robard, and the ending leaves you literally on the edge of your seat with questions. I think this novel would be a wonderful title to use in teaching reading strategies, especially inference and predicting. And, I would use it to establish a base knowledge of various composition techniques. Beyond using the book in the classroom, I would definately recommend students (6th+) to read the book for the sheer enjoyment of reading a great story. Plus, Triston is a boy who believes in hard work, honesty, and loyalty which are character traits that we should encourage all young teens to develop.
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