A Nordic Knight in Henry's Court: Jakob & Avery: Book 1 (The Hansen Series - Jakob & Avery) by Tualla Kris

Author:Tualla, Kris [Tualla, Kris]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2015-05-15T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

When he strolled into supper at the eighth hour, Jakob looked healthy. Even after spending what Avery assumed was a long day on horseback, the man displayed no noticeable limp.

She did not approach him, instead pretending that she did not notice his arrival. Yet even when she was not gazing openly in his direction, she could not help but be aware of his tall presence.

“Good eventide, Lady Avery.”

Avery swiveled to face Jakob, who had somehow managed to sneak up behind her. Her breath caught when she saw him fully. He wore one of the new tunics she selected for him, and one of the lace-edged linen shirts that did not require a starched ruff. He smelled cleanly of cedar and cloves.

That combination had become her new favorite scent.

“Welcome back to Windsor Castle, Sir Hansen.” Avery felt her smile waver. “I trust your journey was an easy one.”

Jakob bowed his head. “Knowing you, Lady Avery, waited at my journey’s end, did ease my way.”

Avery’s smile died. “Sir Hansen, I must apologize—”

“Yes, thank you.” Jakob’s’ gaze flicked over her right shoulder. “Bethington, the Lady Avery asks about my leg.”

Percival grinned at her while she silently thanked Jakob for interrupting her.

“Other than the day he was invited to hunt,” Percy said, “I am afraid Sir Hansen was unable to do much of anything for a solid week after the competition.”

Avery avoided looking at the Nordic knight. “Is that so?”

Jakob’s deep voice called her attention back to him. “After Catherine left London, there was not much to be done.”

Avery opened her black lace fan and used it to cool her warming cheeks. “I suppose not. The preparations for the solstice masquerade have fallen to those of us here.”

“And how will you be costumed, my lady?” Percival’s eyes twinkled at her above his jovial smile.

“That is not a fair question, Sir Bethington,” Avery demurred. “You gentlemen must wait, and see if you might correctly discern our identities.”

Percival smacked the back of his hand against Jakob’s chest. “This one refuses to reveal his information as well.”

Jakob chortled. “Because I do not know, as I said many times.”

Avery turned to face Jakob again. “But the ball is only two days hence.”

Jakob held up a palm. “This I do know. And yet, King Henry will not show me my disguise.”

That was surprising. “Henry selected your costume?”

His disarming blue eyes made her heart skip a beat. “Yes, my lady, he has. And he seems very happy with his choice.”

She looked back at Percival to escape their unsettling influence. “I wonder what mischief the king is about.”

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