She pushed away thoughts of Reider lying with any of these women. A blue cloak was fastened around her shoulders and pinned with a sølje. Fingering the silver brooch, she suppressed a sigh of disappointment when Kjartan appeared to escort her to the rites. They climbed the hill to the site of the...
“You’ve spoken with your father.” She nodded, picking at the linen with one finger, avoiding his gaze. “He thinks there is something you should tell me.” He inhaled deeply. “He’s a perceptive man.” She looked up then, anger flashing in the green eyes. “So you lied,” she spat, her lip trembling. “...
The spacious Great Hall was completed, and Ram proudly showed off the intricately carved tables and large impressive hangings from Normandie. Mabelle grew to love the region around the town. A few Normans had settled in the region prior to the conquest. There were mountains, moorlands, farms, woo...
However the reek of male sweat clinging to the wool robbed her of breath and she was relieved when he lifted it off her head after a league or two. “I demand you tell me where you’re taking me,” she panted. “Ye’ll find out soon enough,” the other rider yelled. “Dinna worry about Joseph,” her capt...
It was the first time they’d been separated for any length of time since her captivity in Wales, and recalling that terrible episode brought back some difficult memories. But when Ram returned, he would be overjoyed if a healthy grandchild awaited him. She prayed daily for the safe return of her ...
He’d come on the matter of Rhun and Rhydderch’s incarceration. Rhys greeted him warmly, impressed that Baudoin would try to use his influence to gain freedom for his wife’s brothers. He and his mount looked tired. He must have ridden hard from Normandie where he’d been fighting in King Henry’s vi...
She was cold. She was not used to sleeping naked. Her eyes flew open, her heart beating too fast. She had slept naked—with a man. She smiled. The man was her husband. She snuggled into the mattress, wondering why she felt cold when his body gave off such heat. Her skin warmed and tingled at the m...
Rhydderch dismounted from his pony several times to lead Fortissima through the many tricky places along the route. Rhoni thought wryly that the Welsh boy showed more esteem for her horse than he did for her, but the way he handled her beloved mare impressed her. It was evident the animal trusted...
A maiden was coming to his chamber to put her hands on him and he had no idea what to do. Should he disrobe? Keep his boots on or take them off? Sit on the bed or in a chair? Let his rock hard shaft have its way, or control himself? He shook his head. Forcing Farah was not what he wanted, and he ...
He was chilled to the bone, especially after the warmer air of the lowlands, but he was thankful the snow had ceased. Huddled under canvas at night he cursed Robert Stewart. He’d left his raser behind, disgusted with the condition of it after Tannoch’s abuse. Now his beard itched like the devil, ...
Caedmon FitzRam was more than distraught. Four years ago it had been a source of pride for his family when their fifteen year old daughter, Blythe, had been chosen to go to King Henry’s court as a lady-in-waiting to Princess Adelaide. Now Blythe had been commanded by the Princess to accompany h...
He’d gone off to Normandie, something he’d done four times a year since his marriage to Devona. He’d never offered to take her with him, and his absences usually lasted about three sennights. He never spoke about whom he saw or what he did there, nor did they know what part of Normandie he visite...