A Knight With Grace: Book 1 of the Assassin Knights Series by Laurel O'Donnell

Author:Laurel O'Donnell [O'Donnell, Laurel]
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: historical romance
Publisher: ODONNELL BOOKS
Published: 2016-07-21T04:00:00+00:00

‘I thought you were someone else.’ The words haunted Grace. Humiliation burned her cheeks. Hurt pierced her heart with a stinging sensation. She could barely look at William. Why? Why should it matter to her? She didn’t want to marry him anyway! And yet, she could not stop thinking about his kiss. The urgent, desperate feel of his lips moving over hers. It was so unexpected, so... warm.

As they packed up the camp and she folded the blanket he had slept beneath, she wondered if he kissed her again would it be tender?

It didn’t matter. He would never kiss her again and she should not want him to. She opened one of the bags to put the blanket inside. The golden cross tumbled out. She gasped, afraid William would be angry with her for going through his items again. She glanced over her shoulder at him across the camp. He was saddling Hellfire, tightening a cinch strap. Grace picked up the cross to put it back in the bag, but then she paused, staring down at the face. The face had been carved with such emotion, such heartbreak. The blank eyes gazed skyward, the mouth open as if crying out. She felt such anguish. She wondered if that was why William kept it. To remind him of his duty. Her thumb swept down the cross...and caught on a chip in its surface. It hadn’t been there before, she was certain. She wondered briefly how it had gotten there, but quickly put the cross back into the bag and closed it, lest William catch her with it again. She picked up the bag and noticed a tear in the side. She put her finger in the hole, confused. It hadn’t been ripped before. She straightened as realization struck her. The arrow! It must have hit the bag...and the cross.

“What is it?” William asked, moving toward her.

She spun and for a moment guilt settled over her. Then, she lifted her chin. She had done nothing wrong. “This tear. Is it where the arrow hit?”

William looked at the hole with a scowl and then back over at Hellfire. He nodded. “I believe so, yes. Why do you ask?”

Her mouth dropped slightly. “It was a miracle that it didn’t hit Hellfire.”

William grinned, taking the bag from her. “Well. I don’t know if it was a miracle, but it certainly was luck.”

The golden cross caught the blow of the arrow. It couldn’t have been coincidence, could it? As William turned away from her, she stared at him. She had prayed for a knight to save her. A knight she could love. Could it be...? No. William was going to help her escape the betrothal. He was not the knight she had prayed for.

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