Dark Viking by Hill Sandra

Author:Hill, Sandra
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: PENGUIN group
Published: 2010-09-01T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

Should he wring her neck or swive her silly? . . .

Steven’s moods swung from hurt to rage like a pendulum, and it had been the same way since early this afternoon when he had discovered that Rita was missing, and no one knew where she had gone.

“Bloody damn woman. I should have lopped off her head when I first saw her in a fish garment.

“But she makes me smile.

“Hah! I could bring a jester to Norstead, if humor is what I want.

“I am bored, and she is . . . was different.

“What about her connection to Thorfinn?

“Bloody damn woman!”

Suddenly he realized that he was talking to himself! Son of a troll! Pitiful, that is what he was. Mooning over a fish woman who might or might not be from the future.

He had searched the keep and immediate surroundings, to no avail. When asked if he wanted troops to ride to the far reaches of his estate, even onto Amberstead, he had snarled, “Search be damned! If the woman wants to be gone so bad, then so be it!”

Still, the emptiness crushed him. How could that be? Over a woman he had known only a few weeks? One who was bizarre to say the least?

He now knew how Thorfinn must have felt when he lost his precious babe. Not that Rita was precious to him, but he suspected she could have been, given time. And that was untenable. No person, especially not a mere woman, would ever dig their claws into his heart. He was not like his brother. Yea, best that she was gone.

On the other hand, his people at Norstead believed that Rita was some kind of light . . . well, they would just have to look for another flame to burn off his blues. That is what the wench had accused him of . . . having the blues. Well, now he really had the blues. And it was all her fault.

Worse, he no longer had the leverage of a hostage exchange with Brodir . . . Rita for Disa . . . which he had promised his hersirs that he would at least consider. Another reason why it was good that she was gone.

The humiliation was something else. He would have to live with the rumors for days, even unto the Althing, where men from far and wide would be hearing about the sea woman who had come to Norstead and left, rejecting its master.

Tonight, after trying to get drukkinn on ale and mead, and only succeeding in turning bitter and foul-tempered, Oslac had suggested he go sleep afore he found himself in the midst of a brawl of his own creation. Steven had actually liked the sound of that. Hitting something would have its own rewards.

Finding another woman to share his bed furs was not even a possibility for him in his present frame of mind. In truth, his stomach roiled biliously at the idea.

But he had taken Oslac’s advice nonetheless. To bed he had gone .

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