Dark Warrior by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Veque, Kathryn Le]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Medieval
Published: 2020-03-03T18:30:00+00:00

“THE MISSIVE TO my father is ready, my lord,” Cort said. “I have already sent it with a messenger, along with the missives to Wellesbourne Castle and Shrewsbury Castle.”

It was barely an hour since the revelations in Denys’ solar. Cort had gone off to write his missives while Dillon and Brend remained with Denys, planning their return to Ireland. As Cort entered the solar, he could see the maps spread out over Denys’ table.

The war council had begun.

“Excellent, Cort,” Denys said. “I should expect to hear from them very shortly, at least within the month. Will you sit with us now? We could use your expertise.”

“No, thank you, my lord,” he said. “I have a few things to attend to.”

Cort was as tightly wound as anyone had ever seen him. He was stiff and professional, not at all like the congenial charmer he usually was. In fact, he stood far away from Brend, who was sitting at the table and refused to look at him. Brend, a man he loved dearly and had lashed out at without thought.

All because he thought Dera was in peril.

That had been foremost on Cort’s mind as he’d written the missives to his father, brother, and Matthew Wellesbourne, lord of Wellesbourne Castle and his father’s best friend. Cort knew he had lost control with Brend, which wasn’t like him. But the moment Dera was threatened, he had acted on instinct.

That was before he found out that her attention towards him had been an act.

He was hurt. Aye, he could admit it to himself. He was a man who never let personal emotions get the better of him, but Dera had. He wasn’t sure why he should be hurt considering he had done the same thing to her, but he was. They’d both been so busy trying to seduce one another that they’d fallen for each other. At least, he had fallen for her, and if he was to believe what she said when he left her in the vault, the same could be said for her.

But how could he believe her?

He just didn’t know.

So, he’d returned to the knights’ quarters to write out the missives to his father and brother and Uncle Matthew, but all the while, he was thinking of Dera down in that cold vault with nothing for comfort. She had no blankets, no food, no bed… nothing. That’s why he didn’t want to sit in on the war council.

He wanted to bring Dera a few things to get her by until Denys decided what to do with her.

And that brought up another problem.

Cort didn’t want her punished.

“Cort?” Denys said. “Did you hear what I said?”

Cort hadn’t. He’d been daydreaming. He shook his head. “Forgive me,” he said. “My mind is ten steps ahead, already in Ireland. What did you say?”

It was a smooth lie, but Denys was none the wiser. “I asked you what you had to attend to,” Denys repeated patiently. “We can wait for you if it is something you will accomplish quickly.

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