ADALENE FELT tears filled her eyes and rapidly spilled over. This was the reason why she wanted to be alone. She knew she was about to cry. She did not expect it would hurt this much. She had only known the Baron for a few days, and yet he had become so important. She shouldn’t have fallen in love with him. How stupid could she be? But when he said he would give her groom a lesson on how to treat a man’s woman right, he also taught it to her. And now she would never, ever forget him. She would always be grateful for the little glimpses of heaven afforded her during the short time they were together. But it was too short a time! Her heart was breaking into what felt like tiny little pieces. She did not want to go. But Lady Veronique would never allow Fabian to keep her, while she didn’t know she could survive not being the only woman in his life, knowing there would be nights he would be in his wife’s bed – or bear the trouble Lady Veronique’s vengeance would bring her family. I had
A SOB ESCAPED from Adalene as she turned to look for that familiar voice, the one who’d always been saving her. It was Fabian! He was standing very near another tree in the dark that he was almost part of it if not for the soft light from the moon that gave away the outline of his build.“My Lord! You’re here,” she said in a voice she tried to sound strong even though she felt weak with relief. She restrained herself from running to him like a child. She was wary to stand up as the knight with the foul smell and mouth was still there and could still go for her. But, oh, how she wanted his arms around her!Fabian moved and stepped nearer, and even Adalene flinched at the cold fury simmering in his face that looked granite. She was suddenly so grateful she was on his side and not with anyone who opposed him. She had never seen him looking so dangerous. She now felt afraid of the drunk knight.From the shadows, Fabian’s other knights appeared. And then there was the pale Olivie. How long
HE HELPED her climb up the small steps to get inside the smaller carriage when they got there. He said he was going to ride with the others on the horses on the first leg of the ride. Odette came in after her with a box of accoutrements she could use to check and clean the cut near her temple.Adalene asked for Olivie right away.Odette looked a little sad as she tended the cut. “She is on the other coach with our luggage. She confessed to talking with the ladies-in-waiting here about you, my lady. She is the reason why they knew things about you and your relationship with the Baron.”“Why did she do that?” she asked, surprised but calmer now. At least, the woman was not hurt as she first thought.“I think she is jealous of you,” Odette replied after a moment, her voice heavy with disapproval and a hint of shame.“Because I am with the Baron?” she asked sadly. “Yes, if I wasn’t me I would get jealous of myself, too.”Odette looked a little stunned at her words, then smiled, and her sh
DEEP IN the night, as she slept in her cushioned seat, the carriage stopped and Odette got out. She was aware and smelled her Fabian when he got in and sat beside her to pull her towards him.She buried her face towards where his neck and shoulder met, where she usually would in this position, or when they were sleeping in bed. She minded he seemed to have discarded some of the rough parts of his garb, so it was easier to place her arms around him to hug him. To get closer to him.“Hmm... are we close? Why are you here?”“We’re close, and I am here because I am missing you terribly, and I needed you beside me.”She smiled against the skin of his neck. “Thank you.”“For what?” He sounded puzzled.“For everything you did tonight, saving me again, missing me, and being here because I missed you so, so much, too!” She tightened her hold on him. He felt so real and so complete. If that wicked man hadn’t been drunk and a coward and had hurt him tonight because of her, she wouldn’t know what
WHAT IS IT now? It was still dark when Adalene was jarred awake by a commotion outside and by Odette clutching at her shoulder, shaking her awake at the same time, trying to see through a slit in the window what was happening outside.Odette’s frightened face turned to her. “Something is very wrong, My Lady. I think there are thieves outside an—”There was a scream that was abruptly cut, and we stared at each other, shocked and scared. That sounded like Olivie. She could now hear the sounds of swords clanging at each other and men shouting and fighting. She thought of Fabian fighting out there and she turned towards the door.“My Lady!”“We’ve got to get out of here, Odette. We have to hide. Thieves know we’re here and if they find us, we don’t even know how to fight!”She opened the door a little and looked out. Men were fighting outside and cursing, shouting. The other carriage was lying on its side with the horses neighing on the ground. Hurt. They’d hurt the horses.Where is
THE NEXT DAYS were hard for the battered Adalene. The bruises on her face and the cuts on her chest had to heal, and she had to force herself back from this unexplainable cocoon of numbness that seemed to have overcome her since my harrowing experience in the forest with the thieves.She was going to have scars, but at the end of that week, as she watched Odette in another of her bursts of crying, she realized that it was the hardest of all. If that horse had not reared and bolted and if the other woman had fallen on the ground with her, both of them would have been taken. No one would have pointed to Fabian and his men in which direction the thieves had gone with her, and if the men had not reached them in time… Odette and she would have both been r*ped.And she wasn’t completely r*ped, was she? Fabian and his men had stopped them, killed them all before they could finish what they’d started. They’d had their hands on her, and it would have just been a minute or two before—She moane
“I CAN’T BELIEVE this is happening,” Adalene whispered as she watched the gathering in the gardens from the window of her bed chamber.“What is hard to believe?”She whirled to find the Baron there, dressed in his finery as a groom—her groom. Her eyes warmed at the sight of him. She couldn’t believe he was going to be her husband.From that day they had started making love again, Fabian had earnestly toiled to get the wedding preparations underway. She had also since then found out that after that terrible night Lady Veronique had instigated—again—Lady Madeleine Clemence Gauvreau traveled back to the castle instead to angrily inform the Duke about the latest schemes of his cousin to hurt her nephew’s future wife. Fabian’s great-aunt demanded retribution.Since then, lady Veronique Moranville had been sent to Spain to marry a distant cousin from another family.And this was because Lady Madeleine and the Baron chose her instead to become part of their family.It felt like the world had
ADALENE BELIEVED NOW.But watching the activity below, it was hard to believe she would marry in such grandeur. She never imagined this could happen in her life. Never.Her family was shell-shocked.They had arrived yesterday, the whole lot of them, and they huddled together almost most of the day, watching everything in a frozen state, not sure where they belonged until Odette had them busy with things they could help with.They were relieved to find they could easily converse with other workers in the manor, and that the Baron didn’t care for anything other than they settle in. Her little nieces and nephews were so in awe of the knights that they would either laugh or cry whenever one would actually talk to them, but they seemed to be thawing as the men made an effort to smile, talk and play with them when they could.Her mother had just left with Odette after helping her get ready and was somewhat calmer now. But yesterday, she was appalled to see the fresh scars that peaked from t