The Dawn Stag: Book Two Of The Dalriada Trilogy - Plot & Excerpts
There is danger around … and a dread in me, daughter, a sickness …’ Linnet’s head tossed restlessly on her pillow, her unbound hair lank and damp from sweat.‘The poppy brings such dreams, aunt, and the sickness in the belly.’ Holding a bowl of bruised coltsfoot leaves and cup of linseed tea, Rhiann drew a stool to the bed with her foot. ‘And you cannot go; it is too risky for your chest.’Linnet swallowed with difficulty, her breathing shallow, as Rhiann peeled back her shift and began smearing the coltsfoot poultice over her breastbone. ‘If I can’t go,’ Linnet whispered, ‘then you must not. I feel a … a wrongness …’Just then the door-hide was flung up as Eithne entered with another armful of floor rushes from the saddles of the pack ponies. The morning sun spilled over the bare floor, laying a bright slice across the fading blue blanket on Linnet’s bed.Rhiann lowered her voice, wondering how to impart what she herself felt in her belly; that Eremon was riding into true danger, and for Rhiann that outweighed all else, even Linnet’s fevered dreams.
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