Blinded by Grace by Becky Lower

Author:Becky Lower [Lower, Becky]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2014-03-03T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FIFTEEN

Grace was of no help in the sickroom, at least until Halwyn woke up, so she took up a spot on the wide porch, anxiously awaiting Parr’s return. She paced back and forth, pausing for a moment at the loveseat near the edge of the porch. Only last night she and Halwyn had kissed for the very first time on this same porch, to seal their engagement. Only last night, but a lifetime ago. This entire nightmare was the result of the engagement and the announcement of their wedding plans, she was certain! Her pacing became even faster. Simon’s wrath was apparent in this latest fiasco, even if the evidence was lacking. He’d stop at nothing to gain control of her trust. Hopefully, Parr would find something to link the horse’s behavior to Simon, and he’d be locked away from society, as he should be.

The rest of her life would not be enough time to pay Halwyn back for his generosity and unselfish response to her rash request for assistance. She pulled his broken glasses out of her pocket. She would take care of getting a new pair for him, first thing. It was the least she could do. She ran her fingers over the glass frames and her tears began anew. They were shattered, much like their owner.

Finally, she caught sight of Parr, leading the horse Halwyn had ridden into the stables. Grace ran from the porch to the stables and caught up with him as he tossed the reins of his own horse to a stable boy. Still leading Halwyn’s mount, he walked the horse into a stall and began to check him over again. The horse still was acting strangely, blowing hard and his eyes were wild. Anger was radiating off Parr as his hands slid over the horse. Grace caught the movement of Parr’s jaw muscle as it tightened while he examined the stallion.

“Is something amiss with the horse, Parr?”

His gaze left the horse for a second as he glanced at Grace. “Yes, the horse has been figged. Now I just need to figure out who the culprit is.”

Grace put her hand on her stomach. Her gut reaction was correct, even if she didn’t know what “figged” meant. The horse had been tampered with.

“What do you mean, ‘figged’?”

“Figged means someone put some ginger up this horse’s arse.” Parr’s voice was low and even, but Grace could pick up his barely controlled rage. “Makes the horse wild until the ginger either is removed or dissolves.”

“Will there be any long-term damage to the horse, Parr?”

Parr gestured to the horse. “Take a good long look at him. He’s battered and bruised in his front quarters. Could have easily broken a leg, or worse, from his headlong flight through the woods and we would’ve had to put him down. And this horse is prime breeding stock for our stables. I’ve managed to dislodge the ginger, so he’ll settle soon enough. But if I find out Simon tampered with him, all hell will break loose.

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