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Chapter 11
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Fann rode in silence behind the row of women on horseback, grateful to Claire for finding the company to keep Eleanor insulated from those who might reveal the truth to her but also cursing her for having the women always around. The morning after Beatrice had made her presence known, all four of Claire’s sisters had descended on them. Along with their throngs of children! Eleanor had been caught up in the happy chaos of it all ever since. He loved to see her smile and hear her laughter. He had a feeling there had been very little of that in the last eight years of her life. Here she woke every morning with a smile and it rarely left her lips. On top of going riding at least three times a day, there had been copious quantities of daisy chains and picnics. Eleanor had even played at swords with the wee lads! The children all adored her. In the evenings there were games of checkers or readings in the Duchess’s private solar where her husband’s guests were not permitted to go. By the t
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It turned out the solar really had been on the way to the hidden room. Claire and Eleanor had collected the mead and glasses from a shelf while Honora and Annora lifted a tapestry away from the wall and bid Fann push the wall aside for them. It had opened into a room about half the size of the solar. There were a few older looking furs on the floor, a bench along one wall, and a good supply of candles as well as a privacy screen in one corner which concealed a chamber pot. He’d been careful not to pinch the tapestry as he pushed the stone door back into place. They would be well hidden in the unlikely event that whomever had shot the arrow was part of a group and penetrated the castle.“What is that man doing in here!” The oldest lad had demanded as soon as the door was closed. “He should be out protecting the castle!”“His name is Fann, that is Lord Kilkern to you and he is a guest of your father’s, besides that, he is here as our last defence,” the countess explained. “Why is he no
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Eleanor stood back against the bookshelves and watched the chaos in the room. Men came and went, reporting to the Count, who sat in a large chair with Annora on his lap. He was older than Eleanor had expected, his grey hair showing only a touch of the blond tones that his youngest daughter had. Nannies carried the sleeping children off to the nursery, the older children pounced on the trays of tarts and pastries that had been brought up. A healer was in attendance with a calming brew for Honora, who apparently had a habit of fainting when she was confined in a small room for too long. The other women sat on the sofa’s fanning themselves until maids came to see them to their rooms. Fann exchanged words with some of the guards and teased the older lads. He seemed to be far more relaxed than the other men in the room and even laughed a little now and then. Every time he looked in her direction Eleanor blushed and looked at the floor, the memory of the liberties she had taken was too shar
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The moment the bedroom door closed behind them Eleanor took several hurried steps forward, then turned to look at Fann. He took the wine and food to the table by the settee and looked over at her. “Aren’t you hungry? You didn’t touch the food in Claire’s solar.”“My hands smell like the safe room. I dare not eat with them.” Fann smiled and inclined his head towards the wash basin. He’d noticed that she washed more often than most. Personal choice or a habit from the abbey he wasn’t sure yet, but she was talking about her hands smelling, so perhaps her nose was sensitive. After only two days her preference for washing regularly had become so obvious that the maids knew this about her as well and a pitcher of water and a washing bowl were always fresh in the room. He joined her by the bowl. “There was quite a stench in there after a while,” Fann said, dipping his hands in by hers. “This ought to be enough water to clean us up well enough until they bring a full bath. The count ordered o
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Fann’s lips brushed the skin of her neck as he spoke. His breath cooling the warm wetness of his kisses. She took a deep breath and found the air filled with his intoxicating scent. Swaying slightly she reached up reflexively to grab his arm. Fann seemed to take that as an indication of agreement and gathered her close, lifting his head and closing his lips over hers. Shivers of excitement coursed through her and an ache began between her legs. Fann was breathing heavily when he pulled his mouth away. His eyes devoured her face, then suddenly, he was pulling his shirt over his head. Eleanor could only stare open mouthed at his chest. He took her hand and pressed it to the center of his dark thatch of hair. “Touch me Leannan. Take your fill. I am the first man you have touched this way, am I no?”“Yes.”“Then touch me. Feel me. Taste me. There is nothing too wicked. No touch I will deny you.” Her breath seemed trapped in her chest as she brought her other hand up to join the first. She
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Fann carried Eleanor to the tub, stepping in and sitting down with her between his legs facing away from him. He grabbed the soap and started to wet it. “Lean forward, mo Leannan. Let me wash your back.”“That name you call me, what does it mean?”“Mo Leannan? It means my sweetheart.” He smoothed the soap over her back, then smoothed his hand over the same spot to wipe it away. When her back was done, from shoulder to hip, he let his soapy hand slip around to her breast. He smoothed soap over it while he pulled her back against his chest. It surprised him how relaxed she was against him. With how modest most noble women are he’d expected a virgin from the abbey to need even more coaxing. Especially given how shy she had been up until now. Her head rested on his shoulder and her eyes were closed while he lathered her chest and stomach, then rinsed the soap away. He left the soap on the edge of the tub to let both of his hands linger on her breasts, lifting them out of the water and blo
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Eleanor was disappointed to wake alone the next morning. The sun was streaming in the window. The bath had been emptied and the breakfast tray was waiting. She was dressed and sitting down to eat before she realized what was missing. There was no sound of children playing.Curious, she took her toast and honey to the window. It looked like a beautiful day. There was a long line of carriages being readied and her heart sank. Her new friends would be leaving today. Her appetite gone, Eleanor was about to turn away from the window when she caught sight of Beck and Deanhman being saddled.Were she and Fann leaving today too? She didn’t know how she felt about that. Certainly, she wasn’t thrilled that he had made the decision without consulting her.“Oh good, you’re up.” Fann strode over to her and pulled her into an embrace. “The Duke was found dead this morning. Floating in the moat with an arrow in his back. It was not the same type of arrow that was in Annora’s horse so the Count deci
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Two days later, Eleanor was sitting by a window reading aloud from a storybook about fairies. Five small girls were gathered on the floor by her feet and the smallest was on her lap, snuggled up to her chest and nearly asleep. The nanny had ushered the boys out to the gardens, so the girl’s mothers were sitting in chairs nearby, seeming to enjoy being able to stitch without their daughter’s clamouring for attention. The heat from the sun on her back and the child on her lap was beginning to grow uncomfortable, but the story was nearly over and she hoped Mirabel would be asleep by then. Maybe Sophie as well, since her thumb was now firmly in her mouth while she leaned against her older cousin. She wouldn’t ask for a whole tub of water again already, but she could wipe herself down later. Or perhaps Fann would do it for her. Suddenly the door to the solar banged open and the Count strode in with John, Fann, and several other men on their heels. Two maids rushed in behind them to gather
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