Curse of the Kings by Victoria Holt

Author:Victoria Holt
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Archeologists, paperback, Historical Romance, BCE, Fiction, Romance, hardcover, german fiction, Romance & Sagas, Fiction - Romance, Single Women, Victoria Holt, Romance: Historical, Romantic Suspense Novels, Adult, xlibrary, Archaeologists, History, Mystery, danish, Man-Woman Relationships, British, british literature, American, Romance - Historical, Historical, sassy, Love Stories, bg to sh, importeret, England, TBR, General, british fiction, Gothic, archaeology
ISBN: 9780449209516
Publisher: Fawcett Crest
Published: 1985-06-12T05:00:00+00:00

�nly because of you,�I assured him. �hat if what happened to your father should happen to you?�

�hy should it?�

�hat if there is something in this Curse?�

�y dear Judith you don� believe that.�

�f anyone else was leading this expedition I would laugh the idea to scorn. But this is you.�

He laughed in the darkness.

�y dear Judith,�he said.

And that was all.

I was longing for the days to pass. What dark ones they were before Christmas. There was a great deal of rain and the fir trees glistened and dripped; the soft-scented southwest wind blew through the trees and moaned outside the windows. Whenever I saw the Egyptians their eyes seemed to be fixed on me, half sorrowfully, half hopefully. I saw Nanny Tester but only in the presence of Tabitha for she kept mainly to her own apartments and only rarely emerged.

Theodosia and Evan came to stay at Keverall Court for Christmas, and Tybalt and I and Sabina and Oliver were invited for Christmas Eve. Hadrian was there too; he was going to stay until we left for Egypt.

It had long been a custom to sing carols in the Keverall Court ballroom on Christmas Eve and many of the people from the neighborhood joined the company. Oliver officiated as the Reverend James Osmond used to and it was a very impressive occasion for there was a torchlight procession from the church to Keverall.

After the singing Lady Bodrean� chosen guests went to the hall where we had a supper consisting of the various pies which had been popular for centuries�quab, mutton, beef; and, of course, hot Cornish pasties. These were all eaten with mead and a beverage known as Keverall punch which was made in an enormous pewter bowl�he recipe, known only to the steward of Keverall, had been handed down through the last four hundred years. It was rather potent.

I was amused by Lady Bodrean� attitude towards me. When she did not think herself observed she regarded me with a sort of suspicious wonder, but she was all charm when we stood face to face.

�t is a pleasure to see you, Lady Travers,�she said. I felt myself giggling inwardly as I graciously acknowledged her greeting.

After we had partaken of the pies and punch we went to the church for the midnight service and strolled home in the early hours of Christmas Day. It was all as we had done it many times before; and I felt it was good that all the friends of my childhood were gathered together at such a time.

Christmas Day at the rectory was pleasant too. It was amusing to see Sabina presiding at the table where once Alison had sat. There was the turkey with the chestnut stuffing and brandy butter which I remembered used to cause Dorcas and Alison such concern. Sabina showed no such anxiety. She chattered away making us all laugh as we teased her. The plum pudding was ceremoniously carried in with its flaming brandy jacket and followed by mince pies shining with their coating of castor sugar.

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