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The house in Ascot was large with a good expanse of land and a fabulous barn full of the best horse flesh Fann had ever seen. But it was not the gift Fann had intended for John to give his stepmother. Claire seemed to have known what awaited them, or rather whom. The vassal was a man named Kent who bore an uncanny resemblance to her oldest son, also named Kent. Perhaps her arrangement with the Duke had been more to her liking than she had let on all those years ago. That could certainly explain the man’s change of stance in his will. No man liked to be a cockhold. Even one who couldn’t stand his wife.Another surprise had been how quickly Eleanor decided it was time to depart. He had expected it would take at least a week for Eleanor to be ready to go, not a mere three days. Originally he’d thought to leave her here and go to Oxford on his own to pick up some books to surprise her. Something to make her smile. He was going to tell them he was looking for books of science to inspire hi
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The sun had barely crested the horizon when Fan tethered the lead line to his stead. How on earth had he gotten talked into this? His wife was on Beck, her jennet, and ready to go. Deahman, his drestier, was tied to what was for all intents and purposes a wild drestier horse being used as a pack mule. That the beast had allowed Eleanor to tie all their satchels to his back still astounded Fann. Kent had been so shocked at how docile Storm became with Eleanor by his side that the man had gifted her the creature. He’d told Fann that it was far better to be owed a favour by a Lord than anger his own woman by having the beast’s flesh in the larder. Storm sidestepped nervously when he realized his lead went to Fann and not to Eleanor, but she spoke calmly to him and the animal settled immediately. Shaking his head, Fann tapped Deanhman on the side and they got on their way. They’d make the inn near Aylesbury before the evening meal.After an hour of riding in silence Fann thought he would
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“I’ve been trying not to tell you from the moment I first spied you in that cave. Perhaps I should have from the start, but it didn’t feel like the right time. It still doesn’t but I must tell you before someone else does for surely you will learn it once we arrive home, perhaps even along the way.” She sat still, waiting.“I wasn’t sent to find some random Laird’s daughter. I was sent to rescue my wife.”“Your...what? How? Why?” Eleanor couldn’t decide which question she needed answered first.“I told you the king had promised me a wife and title. I had been shown her portrait and I was told the woman in the portrait would be in London court when I returned from the mainland, but when I got back no woman awaited. The king’s cousin, Harold, told me the king had wed me to someone else by proxy. I knew not even your name or likeness until that day. But when I went to get you, it was my wife I was retrieving.”She was silent, staring out at the road in front of them. Fann waited for her r
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To Eleanor, the days seemed to all be running into one another. There were days of sunny riding, days of rain soaked clothing, or the nicest days with a grey sky and a cool breeze. Today the sun was hot, with no breeze nor even a cloud for a brief reprieve from the sun. Even the horses were beginning to tire of it. She and Fann had stopped talking long ago. They were all anxious to get to the end of this day. Hopefully tonight they could bathe. Perhaps even wash their clothing and have it dry for morning.The nights were a blur of inns or homes of men who knew Fann. The further they got from London, the more Eleanor liked the wives. Better still, none of them knew her husband as the wicked warrior. They saw him as strong and fierce of course, but undeniably hers. Not a coveted play thing that they hoped to take a turn with. Little did they know, Fann had not touched her since their wedding night. Wouldn’t the courtesans find that funny? All this time with their wicked warrior, and she
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Only three days left. Two more nights on the road, three more days of riding, and she’d be back on MacDonald lands. Eleanor didn’t know how she felt about that. Fann agreed that it was likely her sister would be gone to live with her new husband. That left only her mother and father. What would she say to them exactly? The only thing that came to mind was to ask her mom why she’d stopped writing. She wasn’t sure how she’d feel seeing them again. It had been so long. The thought that they might not be at all happy to see her was even more chilling than the early morning breeze. Eleanor shivered and pulled her shawl more snugly around her shoulders. She felt tears prickling her eyes and blinked them back. Returning to her family home should be a happy time, but she felt anything but.“Would you like to come sit with me mo Leannan? I can help warm you.” Silently she maneuvered Beck as close as she could get and leaned over with her arms outstretched. The horses had become so used to thi
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There was a soft pink glow in the west as the safe house tower came into view. If the sky was any indication, tomorrow’s weather would be good for riding. It would be a shorter ride than they had become accustomed too, but he’d decided it would be best to stay near the keep and arrive at daybreak. Eleanor was right about one thing, they didn’t have a clue what awaited them. He hoped to collect a few good warriors from the safe house to accompany them. He’d need some men he could trust until he discovered the way of things in his new clan.Storm nickered again and sidestepped nervously. The other two chuffed back and bobbed their heads. The horses weren’t the only ones who had noticed that they were being followed today. Whoever it was didn’t want to be seen. They were keeping to the trees, far enough in the bush to stay hidden in the shadows. Fan checked the placement of his sword and daggers. He masked the movement by offering Eleanor the flask. He didn’t want to worry her, given her
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It didn’t take Eleanor long to realize that the drink was having much more effect on her than she had thought. The walls seemed to move, waving back and forth in front of her. Sometimes she would bump into them! She was certain the hallway had been straight. How were the stones moving? They weren’t she tried to reason with herself. She had read about this. This was the altered perceptions that happened when people consumed too much drink. Were two glasses too much? She was sure the floor that had been smooth and well worn on their way to the meal. Now it seemed to have random stones popped up slightly to make her stumble. Was that altered perception too, or had she taken the wrong hallway? Or maybe the stones hadn’t been flat and only seemed that way when she was walking normally. Lack of coordination. With one hand on the wall to keep herself steady, Eleanor continued down the hall. Their room was the fifth door and she’d passed two. Nearly there. She was concentrating so much on st
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The wooden chair creaked beneath him as he leaned it back against the walls and put his feet up on the table trying to make it look as though he were at ease. His former comrades were all enjoying a good meal and a relaxing evening, but Fann didn’t feel nearly as content here as he once had. It bothered him to feel the outsider in a place that he had helped to build. On top of that, he was angry with his new wife and didn’t know what to do about it.Eleanor refused to leave their room. She would not even come out with him at her side for protection! He had expected her to have stories and songs to share in the evenings, just as she had at previous stops, but she would not even try to be friendly here. Naturally with her injury she couldn’t be the one telling the stories, but she could have come to sit with him and listen. If he didn’t take food to her she went without and didn’t even complain about it. The first day he had humoured her, thinking perhaps her head or throat were too sor
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