Druid Knights 02: Knight of Rapture by Ruth A. Casie

Author:Ruth A. Casie [Casie, Ruth A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Publisher: Timeless Scribes Publishing
Published: 2015-01-01T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

“Good afternoon, ladies,” Arik acknowledged the female guests he passed across from the barn.

“Lord Arik, I have a question.” He stopped and gave one of the women his attention. “Yes, m’lady?” He patiently answered their questions. Yes, it was a long and arduous task to become a knight. No, he hadn’t killed anyone recently but he was looking forward to it. Yes, it was difficult to run a large household. Screw damsels? Some concepts defied the centuries. No, I don’t fuck damsels. Although one does come to mind that I have every intention of…

“If you will excuse me.” He gave them a short bow. They should be whipped for their wicked mouths. They wanted to embarrass him. He smirked; it was their faces that were red. He joined the men.

It had been three days since they’d discussed the restoring of the mill and the men had started cleaning it out. His coin appeared to move mountains, according to George, at least. The supplies started arriving yesterday thanks to Bill’s contacts.

“That’s great, Arik. You pass anything in a skirt and she’s ready to raise it for you. I’ve been working on the one in the yellow sweater all morning. I almost had her.” Jaxon, standing with three other soldiers, gestured at the bevy of beauties standing close by.

“Just about had her? You haven’t even spoken to her.” One of the others let out a well-timed snort. “Had her.”

“The ladies want a little attention. You stand here ignoring them. If you changed places with them who would you speak to?” The men looked sheepishly at him.

“It’s easier at a pub. You buy them an ale, you make conversation. Here, what do you do? What do you say?” The men nodded their agreement with Jaxon.

Arik glanced past them. The women had moved and were stretching their necks to see what the men were doing.

Arik pointed to one of the men. “Go tell the ladies to stand back a bit, by the water barrel. Tell them they’ve come in time to watch the wrestling match.”

“What wrestling match? Who’s wrestling?” They looked at each other in confusion.

He turned to Jaxon. “You and me.”

“Quick, you’ve got to see this,” one of the students yelled as he ran past the open classroom window. “At the barn,” he shouted over his shoulder.

The garrison was empty within minutes. Rebeka grabbed her staff and followed the stampede. When she arrived at the barn, the crowd was so thick she had to force her way to the front. “What’s going on?”

One of her students leaned toward her and pointed to the two men wrestling. “So far Jaxon hasn’t been able to get Lord Arik on the ground, no matter what he tries. I’d have my money on Lord Arik, if I was betting.” He focused his attention back on the wrestlers.

“Me, too,” Rebeka said. She watched and shouted her encouragement with the others before she retrieved Arik’s things by the fence where she enjoyed a ringside seat. There was something familiar in the dance.

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