Daughter of Time: A Time Travel Romance by Sarah Woodbury

Author:Sarah Woodbury
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
ISBN: 9781458120151
Publisher: Sarah Woodbury
Published: 2012-01-11T16:39:03.033000+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

Meg

“I’m so cold, Llywelyn,” I said. We’d finally made it to the castle hill and wended our way up and around the long road to the castle gate.

“I know, cariad,” he said.

Humphrey stopped the horse and Llywelyn, dismounting in an instant, plucked me off of her. I’d been shivering badly for the last fifteen minutes, my limbs numb. I stuffed my hands between my thighs to warm them but because my legs were so cold, it didn’t help. With Goronwy carrying Anna and Llywelyn carrying me, we crossed the crooked and slanted bailey to a tower.

Upon entering the hall, a wave of warmth swamped us. I wanted to crawl right into the massive fireplace near the high table, but Llywelyn whisked me through the great hall and down the stairs to the kitchen level—a similar arrangement to both Criccieth and the manor we’d stayed in. I didn’t see much of the great hall, as I was fighting tears now. My muscles had relaxed in the warmth and I was losing the tight control I’d kept on my emotions during the last hours of fear, captivity, and rescue.

A fire blazed in the grate of the chamber to which Llywelyn brought me. I was stunned to see that it was a genuine bath room. A giant wooden tub, full of water, sat in the center of the room. The men Llywelyn had sent ahead had done their job. They’d warned the castellan that we were coming and explained what we needed.

Llywelyn pulled at the blankets, walked to the tub, and set me down. Dismissing, the servants, he stripped off my breeches and jersey before I could protest and dropped me into the tub. I didn’t have the energy to be horrified and instead allowed the warmth of the water to seep through me. I leaned my head back and took in a long, deep breath.

“Where’s Mommy?”

I peeked over the edge of the tub. “Here, Sweetie. Mommy’s going to have a bath.”

“Don’t forget to wash behind your ears,” Anna said, and I found myself smiling and fighting tears at the same time at the seriousness in her voice.

“Excuse me, my lord,” Goronwy said from the doorway. He bowed and took Anna’s hand. I leaned back in the tub again with a sigh, and then the latch to the door closed with a click.

Llywelyn walked back over to me. “Close your eyes.”

I watched through eyes at half-mast as he settled himself on a stool and rested his arms across the rail of the tub, and then closed them completely. “I knew you’d follow. But I didn’t see how you could reach the shore in time,” I said.

“We didn’t,” Llywelyn said. “I feared that we wouldn’t, and when I realized that we were too late, when Dafydd’s men pushed off and started rowing, I felt my own impotence. I could have strangled my brother with my bare hands.”

“He’s not a nice man,” I said. I turned my head to look at Llywelyn, who had his chin on his hands and was watching me too.

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