A Rogue for Siân (The Welsh Rebels Book 4) by Virginie Marconato

Author:Virginie Marconato [Marconato, Virginie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Olive Heber Books
Published: 2025-07-02T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eleven

Athird glass of mead. Or was it his fourth? Christopher wasn’t sure. Still, it wasn’t enough to forget the pain that had sliced through his chest when he’d told Siân he was forced to renounce their plans and seen her selfish reaction. He would need at least another three glasses of mead to make that particular pain disappear.

Or four.

The fire crackled, making one last effort at a flare before going completely out. How apt. Everything within him was slowly dying as well.

Christopher stared at the hearth, not seeing the struggling flames or the glowing coals. Despite the heat emanating from it, he felt chilled to the bone. This afternoon, Siân had made him feel every bit like the careless, scandalous, insensitive rogue people likened him to. And it had made him realize that, deep down, he wasn’t like that. Because he cared. At least, he cared about her, say what she might. She might not be the first woman he had hurt with his actions, but she was the first virgin he had deflowered. That alone should ensure he was not indifferent to her fate. She was also the first woman he had agreed to marry. And, as unexpected as it might be, as he’d ridden closer to Kent and farther away from her, he had realized that he was actually looking forward to their union.

It was not just the pleasure he’d felt in her arms and her brazenness as a lover that appealed to him and made him see marriage in a new light. It was everything else as well. He had been falling for the intriguing little lamb. With such a woman by his side, he would never be bored. And once he was married, he would have what he had never had, what he had always wanted—a family.

But he’d been forced to give up the dream as soon as it had formed. He could no longer marry Siân, and judging from what he’d seen today, her supposed attraction to him had only been an act destined to make him overlook her Welsh origins and a spontaneous nature that would make most men balk. As soon as the truth about his identity had been revealed, she’d lashed out, posing as the victim, conveniently forgetting that he was the injured party.

What would he do now? Where would he go?

By the time the fire had dwindled to embers, he still didn’t have the answer to those questions.

The door opened, and the light of a candle fluttered on the wall behind him. Silent as a shadow, Sir Alexander Rathbone entered. Upon his return from Kent, in the impossibility of returning to Throckmorton Castle, Christopher had turned to his oldest friend, who had welcomed him in, asking no questions and pretending not to notice anything was amiss.

Well, it seemed his patience had finally come to an end. Nevertheless, Christopher stayed silent. A confrontation was sure to come.

“What the hell is wrong with you?” Alexander finally exploded. “I don’t mind having you here at Audley, you’re my friend, but I’d like to know what has turned you so glum.

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