Once inside, they thrust him to his knees. The three guards seated themselves on campstools. One drummed his fingers on a small table with a heap of blankets tucked behind it. The only other furnishing was a rug. For hours, Elisha waited as the tent grew darker and darker. When they first arrived...
Brigit purred, and Elisha moved up behind her to find Rosalynn in the solar against a wall painted with diamonds and roses, a bound volume in her hands. She slapped it shut and dropped it on the desk. “You have found her then, Elisha. I take it she is the mistress of the h...
said Lord Robert’s voice, suddenly at his elbow, tinged with humor. Wrong, then. He had been wrong about the archbishop. Elisha clutched the pommel with one hand, seeking balance, as Robert knelt, fingers laced, to help him into the saddle. Once Elisha was mounted, Robert ...