Great Protector by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Veque, Kathryn le]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
Amazon: B0091X2Z9G
Goodreads: 15848259
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing
Published: 2012-08-23T05:00:00+00:00

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Huddled against the wall in the remains of his sanctuary, Mossy listened to the boot falls as they faded down the hall. Shaken, he pulled himself up on an upended stool to unsteady feet.

A quick glance in Bartholomew's direction showed the lad's blood to be collecting against the stone floor in a bright pool of crimson. Mossy stumbled towards his nephew, tripping over his robes in his haste to reach him. The large young man was curled on his side, groaning with the agony of his severe wound as Mossy struggled to turn him onto his back.

"Nay!" Bartholomew rasped. "I am beyond help. You must.... save Arissa!"

Mossy dug his fingers into the tear in Bartholomew's tunic, probing the cleanly-executed wound. On the right side of his torso just below his ribs, it was bleeding profusely and Mossy wrestled with the hem of his robes, tearing a length of material free and pressing it to the injury. Bart groaned loudly, making a weak attempt to move away from the agonizing pressure the old man was applying.

"Leave me, Mossy!" he breathed again, swallowing hard. "You must save Riss!"

"Richmond is the only one who can save her," Mossy replied hoarsely, struggling against the bright red flow.

Bartholomew's blue eyes opened, unnaturally bright against his pasty face. "Then find him. Do not let my death be in vain."

Mossy stared at him, hearing his words and seeing the truth within. Reluctantly, he left the dying young man and stumbled toward the doorway. Nearly more than the shock of Bartholomew's impending death and Arissa's abduction, the fact that the soldiers who had come for her knew who she was enough to dash his composure. Distinctly, they had referred to her as Princess. God help her, they knew who she was.

It suddenly began to occur to him that the siege on Lambourn had not been revenge for the attack against Tad de Rydal. Mayhap, there was a greater scheme involved, a plot full of court intrigue and royal conspiracies that could threaten the very foundation of England's stability.

Mayhap Ovid de Rydal hadn't attacked in the hopes of exacting vengeance against Richmond le Bec. Mayhap, it had all been a cover for another objective.

Mossy was quivering so terribly that he could scarcely walk, but he knew that he had to get to Richmond before something horrible befell Arissa. He was her great protector, sworn to protect and serve her with his very life. For eighteen years Richmond le Bec had carried out his objective. Now, when she needed him the most, he was distracted.

Mossy's pace picked up speed and urgency, ignoring the panic and astonishment that threatened to disable him. He had to reach Henry's le Bec with the news.

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