A Heart in Sun and Shadow (Cymru That Was Book 1) by Annie Bellet

Author:Annie Bellet [Annie Bellet]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Doomed Muse Press
Published: 2011-03-03T07:00:00+00:00

“You slept with her? And didn’t think to mention it?”

Time was shorter than Emyr would have liked since his day had been filled with the usual tasks surrounding a feast day and the winter tax collections. He sank down to the bed and pulled his stockings off. “Though I suppose expecting you to make up your mind about anything without some rash act associated would be expecting the sky to turn green, wouldn’t it?” He shook his head.

Idrys stood on the sheepskin rug and hung his head. He knew he should have mentioned it, but Emyr had covered well enough.

The tingling in his blood rose to fever pitch and Emyr knew there were only moments left. He thought belatedly of the pearl tear and realized it would have to wait until morning.

Idrys had just pulled his tunic over his head when the soft knock came at the door. He picked up his belt and glanced at his brother.

“Come in?” he called.

Áine entered, closing the door behind her.

Idrys’s heart sped up and he smiled. He’d never dreamed that anything would ease the relentless pain of guilt and loss he carried with him always, but today he felt differently. He felt as though some part of him that had been out of place for years had finally settled back down where it belonged and taken with it the sharpest edge of his troubles.

She moved toward him, a white-and-red vision with a strange smile on her face. “How are your ribs?” she asked.

“Didn’t you ask me this earlier?” he said, raising a raven’s-wing brow at her.

“I’m a healer, we worry.” She shrugged lightly and stepped in close to him. Her hands came up and wound around his neck. He sighed with pleasure and bent to kiss her.

Áine let her mind sink into his body as she’d done earlier that day. This time she felt the throbbing bruises on his ribs, though none were broken and it only hurt when he forgot and breathed too deeply.

She pulled slightly away from him with a gasp and her smile fled. In its place there was only an intent searching knowledge in her leaf-and-sunlight eyes.

“Idrys?” she said softly, making his name both a plea and statement in one.

A painful shuddering ran through him and he gripped her close with a small strangled cry, burying his head in her sweetly scented red hair. She knew then her suspicions for truth, though she did not understand the full story as yet. She was in love not with a man with strange and shifting moods, but with two men, one dark and brooding and tormented with unspoken guilt, the other sad and kind and full of compassion for his twin’s pained spirit.

Áine turned her head and looked at Emyr who stood staring up at her with all too human eyes. She wondered that she’d not noted how the hound’s eyes matched his master’s so well before.

“Emyr,” she said to the hound and he nodded his head in an incongruous gesture. “Sit,” she said to them both.

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