A Flight of Arrows by A.J. MacKenzie

Author:A.J. MacKenzie [MacKenzie, A.J.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Canelo
Published: 2021-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

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‘What in the devil’s name are you doing here?’ Courcy demanded.

‘Looking for you, you lazy, useless, pox-brained piece of goat shit,’ said Lady Gráinne. ‘You went off and left me without so much as a word, so I followed you. I assumed I’d probably catch you fornicating with some whore, and so I have.’

‘I have not fornicated with anyone!’ Courcy protested. ‘Least of all with that lady!’

Tiphaine slapped Courcy hard across the other cheek and marched away. Merrivale thought about going after her, but did not.

‘Lady, is she?’ demanded Gráinne. ‘So why have you dressed her up as a boy? Is that where your tastes lie? Well, you’ll fancy me now, won’t you?’

Men were gathering around them, watching open-mouthed. Merrivale turned to them. ‘Sir Nicholas and his wife have been reunited after a long parting,’ he said. ‘Grant them some privacy.’

Reluctantly the bystanders moved on. Courcy rubbed his jaw again. ‘Where did you get the armour?’ he asked.

‘My brother. I traded him the tavern for it.’

Courcy’s eyes opened wide. ‘The tavern? You got rid of that godforsaken tavern? Ah, Gráinne, you are a miracle worker!’

‘Don’t try to soften me up!’ she snarled. ‘He took the tavern because he felt sorry for me. The armour is worth twice as much.’

‘Sweetheart,’ he pleaded. ‘You know I only went to war because we needed the money. I hoped I could make our fortune and we would be free to leave that wretched hovel and roam the world together, as we once dreamed of doing.’

‘Then why didn’t you tell me you were going?’

‘Because I thought you would try to talk me out of it.’

Gráinne hit him again. ‘Of course I would have tried to talk you out of it, you witless fool! You might have got yourself killed, and then where would I be? I cut myself off from my father, I abandoned a life of wealth and privilege, all for the love of you. And you repay me by deserting me and going off to fuck some French bitch behind my back!’

‘You can stand there and hit me all night,’ Courcy said with injured dignity. ‘But I have never been unfaithful to you.’ He looked her up and down, and a slow smile spread across his face. ‘And you’re right,’ he said. ‘That gear does suit you. Do you know what, sweetheart? I’ve never loved a lady in armour before.’

‘Oh, God’s curse on you!’ Gráinne snapped. ‘I swear by the bones of Christ I have never hated anyone so much as I hate you!’ And stepping forward, she took Courcy’s bruised face between her gloved hands and kissed him, grinding her mouth hard and powerfully into his.

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