Enchanted Lover by Scharon Connie C

Author:Scharon, Connie C. [Scharon, Connie C.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-06-17T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

The kitchen staff watched while Asilinn concocted her brew. Jared could see the servants were abuzz about the cure she was making. He didn't like the tone of things and worried for Asilinn's safety since the stoning incident.

It would be easy for them to attack her on the basis of their fear of her magic powers. He determined that in the future he would urge her to set aside a portion of the tower room for her medicines.

At last, she was finished and hurried off to Ian's room with the preparation. Jared stayed behind and had some of the servants move all of her ingredients up to the tower. When the task was done, he went to start his investigation into Osred.

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Asilinn found Skye asleep in the chair while her brother tossed restlessly in a sweat. Asilinn didn't like Ian's color. Easing her potion gently between his parched lips she forced him to swallow it or choke.

Satisfied she had given him a good dose she sank into a chair near the bed to wait. Skye stirred and made her apologies for falling asleep on duty. Asilinn laughed and sent her off to take a nap. Tired from the night before, Asilinn dozed herself.

A haunting vision woke Asilinn with a start. Jared was alone on a trail when three men ambushed him. She saw him fall—his plaid red with his own blood. Was this a foretelling of Jared's death?

She rose to go and find him. Ian stirred, tossing agitatedly. His words halted her in her tracks.

“Traitor!” he cried, looking straight into her sapphire eyes. “You feed your people to the dragon!”

“No, Ian,” she gasped tearfully. “I am not a traitor.”

He sought to continue but his words were lost in the jumble of his muttering. He became combative and it was all she could do to keep him in bed.

Frustrated she ripped up some of the sheeting and tied him down. Ivy walked in with more broth from the kitchen just as Asilinn finished. The housekeeper’s eyes grew wide when she saw Ian struggling against his bonds and cursing his sister. A slick sheen of sweat covered his body. He reached out for Asilinn. With a ragged cry, he fell back to unconsciousness.

Asilinn knew from Ivy's expression she should offer some explanation, but she was too tired to deal with the woman's superstitions.

“Put the broth down and go,” Asilinn directed. The woman said nothing mutely obeying with distrustful glances. As soon as she had done her task, she fled the room.

A short time later, Friar Hoban came to the door. “Lady Asilinn, Ivy has suggested I might wish to purge Ian of his evil spirits by bleeding him.”

“Never,” Asilinn snapped.

The priest stared at Asilinn. “I shall take this up with Laird Jared,” he threatened.

“Please do. My brother has lost too much blood already. I'll not have you take more.”

“My child I think you risk his life with your ignorance,” the man insisted.

“You have my answer friar. If you wish to overrule me you shall have to talk with my husband.

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