Fighting Lady Jayne (Divinity Warriors 2) by Pillow Michelle M

Author:Pillow, Michelle M.
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fantasy, parallel universe, alternate reality, medieval, divinity warriors, parallel plane
Publisher: The Raven Books

Chapter Eight

She did it again. She left him.

Ronen stared at Jayne’s empty bed in disbelief. He’d awoken rested and ready to make good on his promise to give her pleasure. Almost eagerly he went to her chambers, hoping to slip into her bed and pull her from sleep with his kisses. But she wasn’t there. The bed was made, untouched.

Outside, the telltale streaks of evening encroached upon the land. How long had she been gone? How did she sneak past him without rousing him? He was a trained knight. No one was supposed to enter his sleeping quarters without him knowing. Men could tiptoe across the dirt outside his tent and he would notice. But somehow his wife went right by him and he didn’t know it.

She left him.

Ronen felt a panic rise inside him causing his hands to shake. How could she do it? Here? The same day Ronen assured the king he’d make his marriage work.

Maybe she didn’t leave. Maybe she went below stairs and even now sat with the queen, dining and talking of the secret things women discussed.

Going to the trunk in his room, he found a loose tunic and breeches. The soft linen material wasn’t cut to fit him but, considering he didn’t have his own clothes, he couldn’t complain. He grabbed his boots, tugging them on before hurrying toward the main hall.

Be there, Jayne. Be in the main hall. Do not leave me.

He paused, hidden around the corner as he tried to center himself. His hands still shook and his heart pounded hard. Anxiety gripped him, tightening his chest and throat.

Be there, Jayne.

He strode into the hall, seeking the head table. Queen Patricia sat by herself, her hands folded in her lap, her chin lifted regally as she watched the hall. Occasionally, she would motion a silent command to a servant. Much of the evidence of the eve meal had been removed from the tables, but knights still sat, drinking and talking. King Wilhelm joined his men at a lower table, drawing his finger over the wood to illustrate his point. The knights around him laughed, pounding their fists on the tabletop.

Seeing Ronen, the king’s expression dropped and he stood, leaving his companions to watch after him. When he was within speaking range, he said, “Is there news from the forest?”

“No, Majesty,” Ronen answered. “It is my wife.”

“Is she injured? Did the Caniba violate her?” The king took his arm, leading him to the privacy of the passageway beyond the main hall.

“Methinks she has run off again. I woke up and she was gone.” Admitting as much pained him, but he would not dishonor himself more by lying to the king. “Has she been to the hall?”

“No,” the king shook his head in denial. “The queen would have demanded her presence at the head table had she arrived.”

“I will ask about the encampment and see if any have seen her pass. With your permission, I ride at once.”

“Yea, in a moment.” The king made a low noise of irritation.

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