Earl of Shefford: Noble Hearts Series: Book Three (Wicked Earls Book 28) by St. Claire Anna & Club Wicked Earls

Author:St. Claire, Anna & Club, Wicked Earls
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781734529685
Publisher: Sassy Romances
Published: 2021-02-16T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 13

“Miss Nora, here’s ye chocolate and a couple o’ pieces of toast, and a wee biscuit from the batch I jus’ pulled from the oven. I thought ye could use the indulgence this morning after the night ye had,” Mrs. Simpkins said, placing a tray down on the small table next to Nora’s bed. “I thought as how, with the extra men about, ye would sleep better.”

Nora had been lying there, awake, and when Mrs. Simpkins knocked, she sat up and stretched, holding back a yawn. She needed a stout dish of tea.

“I could smell your heavenly biscuits all the way up here,” she said with a giggle. “Did I wake you last night?”

“Ye did, miss. I came in and ye were screaming. It sounded like ye were praying. I sat next to ye and smoothed yer hair back from yer forehead until ye calmed and were resting again. Ye kept mumbling about little Amy but never opened yer eyes. She slept soundly all night. I looked in on her when I left yer room.” The older woman scanned the bedchamber. “I confess, I worried about ye.”

Nora recalled the dream. She had been running for her life, holding Amy close to her. Growing tired, she had stepped behind a building to catch her breath when powerful hands had pulled her backwards. It was a man, but she could not remember a thing beyond that. Perhaps Mrs. Simpkins’ soothing manner had finally coaxed her from the dream. She wondered if it had been a vision, as a chill of fear seized her and shook her to the core. Nora had experienced visions in the past and had never deciphered their meaning until she witnessed the same incident happen in life. This dream frightened her still. It had to be the dastardly Sneed chasing her. Certainty eluded her—maybe because the dream had ended too soon. She could recall nothing about the man who caught her and fought to quell her growing panic. Had it been Sneed?

Nora had expected to sleep better, knowing that the perimeter of the school was being watched by Lord Shefford’s footmen and was secure. Her mother had always said that visions did not happen until the body and the mind were relaxed. A shiver ran from her spine to her toes. She would let no one take Amy—or any child. Yesterday’s visit to her grandmother had been delayed. Today, she hoped, nothing would prevent her from seeing Grandmama to discuss the deed and other things which had transpired, still needing to tell her about her betrothal.

As she sat on her bed, reflecting on her dream and nibbling her toast, Uncle Wilford’s face flashed across her mind. Gosh! It had been a long time since she had had a foretelling. Could this be a second one? Could he be in danger or was he stirring more trouble? She knew naught of what it might mean and shook her head to clear it. The sun had already been up an hour, and she was eager to see Amy and Alice.

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