Falling for the Knight by Cecelia Mecca

Author:Cecelia Mecca [Mecca, Cecelia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Time travel
Published: 2018-08-08T16:00:00+00:00

TRISTAN HAD NEVER ACTED like such a coward in his life. Each night he dreamed of Hannah, and each morning he awoke from a deep slumber with the feel of her lips on his own. But his feelings for her scared him, and so he’d walked away from them—and her. It helped that there were plenty of preparations that had required his attention. Now that his men were ready and his allies on alert, he needed only to await the raids, and likely attacks, that would be forthcoming once the truce with Sutherland ended.

His thoughts had lingered more and more on Hannah, and he’d realized it had been a mistake to stay away. And so he’d devised a plan to make it up to her.

As she walked into the great hall now, he made his way toward her, trying to ignore the fact that every man present was fixated on her.

“Good morn, my lady,” he said.

“Tris . . . my lord.”

He knew they were being watched. Counted on it in fact.

“Tristan,” he said, his voice firm. Though it would invite further speculation, the familiarity would also ensure Hannah was not treated poorly. At least overtly. Tristan was aware how Hannah had been treated thus far at Saxford. He’d attempted to mitigate the worst of it, but it wasn’t enough. He, more than anyone, was aware of the stigma that came with even the merest perception of impropriety. Hannah had arrived under dubious circumstances, unchaperoned, and with nothing but the force of her personality. His people had taken notice.

“I have a proposal, my lady.” He would only call her Hannah in private. That she was given leave to use his given name, but that he did not do so in return, was also a message of respect.

Hannah appeared just as she had since that day at the falls. Sad. Defeated. Unlike the woman he’d met that first day on the beach. And not at all the same as the one who had kissed him at their camp.

Which is why this day was not likely the best of his ideas. But necessary nonetheless.

“I’d like to take you to the village,” he said. “You’ve met so few . . .” He almost said, of us, but he had to give care to how he spoke to Hannah around others. No one, not even Gerard, whom he trusted with his life, could know the truth. It was simply too fantastical. Too dangerous.

“You’ve met so few people here.”

“Why?”

Indeed. A good question that warranted an answer. The truth would not do. Instead, he said, “I thought it might be . . . of interest.”

She didn’t trust him. Why would she in light of how he’d abandoned her? But as she cocked her head to the side, Tristan found himself praying she agreed.

“Very well,” she said.

Tristan smiled.

“Good. Come.”

He strode from the hall at a brisk pace, assuming Hannah would follow. It was only when he began to descend the stairs to the ground floor that he looked behind him.

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