Dawn had barely broken when Elizabeth summoned Garth to my chambers and, after swearing him to secrecy, had him assist us in moving the wardrobe far enough away from the tapestry to allow us to slip behind it. We decided it was best to travel with Garth along. Now we not only had to worry about Vivian and her crazy abductions, but we needed a watchful eye for Lord Rufus as well.
Although neither of us was eager to bring Garth into our confidence, we were forced to divulge a bit of information to him concerning Lord Rufus’ obsession with me in order to get him to cooperate. Even though he now realized I wasn’t Lady Margaret, I’d won him over during the time he thought I was and his loyalty to me was astounding. Although I’d paid it little attention, I was now extremely grateful for it.
Elizabeth informed Garth of our early morning rendezvous and had asked him to make certain we had horses waiting for us at the opening of the tun
I don’t remember much of the next twenty-four hours. I slipped in and out of consciousness; which was probably for the best because when I was awake I was writhing in pain from the contractions of my uterus as it tried to free itself from Rufus’ embedded sperm. Anna explained to me that vampire sperm was far more difficult to abort than mortal sperm, but it could be done and not to fear. She also assured me repeatedly that I was stronger than I thought and I’d get through the ordeal and live to enjoy life again. There were moments when her reassurances were the only thing that got me through and gave me the strength to endure.We spent the few moments I was pain free and lucid enough to converse discussing the books in the alcove of my bed chamber and whether or not they contained a spell to help me return to the future. I questioned how long the work Helen did to shield me from Isabelle’s fate would last, but she had no i
The rich savory aromas of chicken stew wafting under my nose was all it took to roust me out of my slumber. It was at least a day since I’d eaten and my stomach walls were beating and growling for attention. They were so loud I couldn’t blame Anna for the giggle that escaped her as she leaned forward to slip a spoonful of the delicious broth between my parched lips.“What day is it?” I asked after swallowing the hot broth and savoring its delectable flavor.“’Tis the end of your second week, Lady Jane,” she replied. “Ye have been sleeping for most of the days, with little coherence in between.”“Ach,” I moaned as I pulled my body into a sitting position.I was weak. Although they’d given me sponge baths daily, I longed to immerse my entire body into a soothing lavender bath. I felt like tiny creatures took residence in my head and were chopping wood or something on a consi
I have no idea how long I sat staring at the door of the shack before Helen entered. It could have been hours or it could have been only minutes. It really didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore.“Come, dear Jane. You must rest,” she cooed as she eased me back down on the cot.I obeyed her willingly. There was no sense in fighting it. Besides, falling back into a blissful abyss was what I longed for anyway.“You told him, then?” she asked.Unable to speak, I nodded my head vigorously.“Splendid, that,” she said with a smile.“He hates me,” I managed to moan as I rolled onto my side.“He loves you, m’ lady. Ne’r have I seen such love in man nor vampire. ‘Tis a rarity,” she mused.“Why do you say such?” I whined. “He left upon the story’s end.”I don’t know why I slipped back into
I have no idea how long I sat staring at the door of the shack before Helen entered. It could have been hours or it could have been only minutes. It really didn’t matter. Nothing mattered anymore.“Come, dear Jane. You must rest,” she cooed as she eased me back down on the cot. I obeyed her willingly. There was no sense in fighting it. Besides, falling back into a blissful abyss was what I longed for anyway.“You told him, then?” she asked.Unable to speak, I nodded my head vigorously.“Splendid, that,” she said with a smile.“He hates me,” I managed to moan as I rolled onto my side.“He loves you, m’ lady. Ne’r have I seen such love in man nor vampire. ‘Tis a rarity,” she mused.“Why do you say such?” I whined. “He left upon the story’s end.”I don’t know why I slipped back into her speech pattern. Perhaps it was out o
I was excused to explore the camp while Rosalie sat with Helen and picked her brain of everything she knew about Margaret. It felt good to wander freely without fear of being abducted by crazy Vivian or now… Lord Rufus. I considered petitioning to be able to stay at the camp permanently once the danger for Duncan was removed. Since Duncan and I were no more and I was stuck in the past, it seemed like a great place to live out my days. I’d be able to interact with Isabelle as if she was flesh and not a semi-transparent apparition and I could continue my studies. It seemed like a plan.I stopped at the center market and chatted with the merchants selling their wares. Many of them came to the camp from nearby farms. Some were alive and traveled back and forth through dimensions, while others were in spirit and this was their home. I lost count of how many times I was warned not to leave the parameter of the encampment where Rosalie&rsqu
Duncan resembled a waxed doll when they laid him on the cot in the back of Rosalie’s enormous tent. I searched for signs of life. His chest showed signs of shallow breaths being taken. Shallow breaths meant he still had life. I’d take that for now.He needed to feed immediately and it had to be human blood. Knowing how he felt about drinking the blood of humans, I asked if there was another way to save him. There wasn’t.This was my fault. If I hadn’t come back into the past, Duncan would be safe in the future, as would Isabelle. My foolish, thoughtless actions caused the death of a dear friend, and possibly the death of the one true love of my life. It didn’t matter that he was no longer in love with me. Through him, I’d experienced a love I never thought possible and I would always remember that.I took a deep breath and looked around. Rosalie had put the word out f
I was blissfully displaying my gorgeous engagement ring to anyone with a pair of eyes willing to admire it when Isabelle finally raised the question of what to do about both Lady Margaret and Lord Rufus.According to vampire law, Lord Rufus was first to impregnate me and therefore was my official husband. Since it was rare for a vampire to find a mortal he or she wanted to mate with, this was a law that was supported and held sacred by every vampire on the planet. Every vampire except Duncan, that is. Duncan stayed away from other vampires as much as possible while integrating with mortals on a daily basis in an attempt to lessen his vampirism. Even so, just because he seldom associated with them, it was still necessary to abide by the laws put forth for vampires; which was why he’d agonized so heavily over what to do about me. My only saving grace was the fact that I’d aborted the child before Rufus learned of his actual success. He only had his
I did my best to hide my nervousness as I walked into the mouth of the cave that felt more like the lion’s den. Elizabeth saw to it that I was dressed from head to toe in Margaret’s wardrobe. Her feet were slightly smaller than mine and the shoes pinched, but Rosalie was adamant that every article of clothing on my body have the vibration of the high priestess only. Vampires could smell and hear so much better than people. They had a sense of simply knowing that astounded the witches. Even with the precautions we were taking, there was still a good possibility one of them might discover the ruse for what it was.Capturing Lady Margaret was a relatively simple task. Duncan’s father simply sent her a request to meet in the family’s private library. Not realizing he was aware of her true nature, she walked right into the trap. Elizabeth confided that she worried what might happen, should Lady Margaret be exonerated by the coven, bu