Betrayal and Yearning_A Fantasy Romance by Eve Redmayne

Author:Eve Redmayne [Redmayne, Eve]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-04-23T22:00:00+00:00

As she sat by the fire, Jessica found herself reflecting on Braum—as often happened in quiet moments. She missed him. No, she hated him. Wouldn’t it be nice to see a half-smile break through one of his stern frowns? And even nicer to smash his face in?

Despite the fact Braum had betrayed her, she wondered if she could forgive him. Every morning she woke up pining for him, her stoic protector. She missed how his eyes lit up whenever he saw her. Wished she could watch his dimples blink into view when he felt playful. And even missed the scowls that drew his brows together.

Her gaze strayed to Willow, hunched over the table, not speaking except to mutter as she furiously ground this or that with mortar and pestle. There was a desperation to the witch’s work. But Willow quickly dismissed her queries any time Jessica brought it up. And she’d scold Jessica if she knew where her thoughts lingered. So, she’d just keep them to herself and avoid the reprimand she’d otherwise get.

Every so often, Willow jumped up to scramble about the cottage, a sudden dervish of energy, scarves waving behind her as she dodged bunches of garlic to rummage through precariously stacked bowls. She’d taken to wearing even more scarves than usual.

Jessica coaxed a burning twig into the shape of a heart, turning her face to the side as the flame flared.

The short days of winter meant she’d had hours to sit and reflect and, as a result, had worked through why Braum had betrayed her a dozen times over and always with the same result—he’d wanted to protect her.

Lord, she had to stop thinking about him. She was becoming far too empathetic! What if her feelings moved beyond understanding back to something more?

The flames rose higher, in tune with her thumping pulse. She tightened her fist into a ball, and the twigs crumpled into ash.

Needing a distraction, she waved a hand before her nose. “Phew, what’re you cooking on your Bunson Burner? It stinks.”

“Whatever a Bunson Burner is,” the witch mumbled, ignored the question, and hunched closer to the tin plate she had balanced over a candle.

Well, that hadn’t worked. Mindlessly, Jessica manipulated more burning twigs within the hearth, fighting the need to obsess about Braum and his actions. But, she sighed, realizing it was a futile battle.

Bastard never should’ve tricked her into saying the marriage spell, even if it was because he wanted to protect her. She bristled. A gentleman would’ve asked her to marry him, and maybe she’d have said yes.

No, that wasn’t true. Who in their right mind married some guy they’d only just met?

Of course, there was her desire for him. Not that it was all about that. They’d truly liked each other, wanted to spend time together. And, he’d respected her education and skill-set, asking dozens of questions, pondering how he could use her knowledge to improve the lives of his people.

The truth was, he’d wanted to make her his wife and treasure her always.

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