Slipping out of bed he crossed the room and opened the door with a scowl, “What the blasted hell do you want this early Raleigh?”“There was an attack on Lady Amelia last night Your Grace, someone tried to shoot her in the Somerset garden very late last night My Lord. His Grace sent just sent word...
Dressing and arming himself with his weapons for the day, he opened his door and crossed the hall to her solar. Throwing the door wide he saw his stunning wife dressed in a modified gown, her MacMillan plaid draped over her chest with his great black sable fur chained across her shoulders. Her we...