Highland Heather by Ruth Ryan Langan

Author:Ruth Ryan Langan [Langan, Ruth Ryan]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Historical Romance
ISBN: 9780263823004
Google: PBSuPQAACAAJ
Amazon: 0373286651
Barnesnoble: 0373286651
Goodreads: 1430077
Publisher: Mills & Boon
Published: 2000-04-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

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“Why is the deed not yet done? “

In the distance the misty turrets of Richmond Palace could be seen.

Two shadowy figures stood in the woods just before sunrise, speaking with muted voices.

“I have tried.”

“Aye. And failed.”

“The queen is never alone. Since Morgan Grey’s return to England, he is with her every day. She refuses to go anywhere without that savage at her side.”

“Then eliminate him.” The tone was tense, angry.

“I do not pay you for excuses. The deed must be done soon, else I will lose favor with those who would obtain the throne. If you cannot see to it, I will find someone else willing to take the risk.”

“You know it is not the risk I fear. I have already risked much. But we must be cautious and choose a time and place where there will be no witnesses to the deed.”

“Do you have a plan?”

“Aye.” The man gave a chilling smile.

“The queen plans to leave for Greystone Abbey, Morgan Grey’s manor house near Richmond. It is very secluded.”

The other man rubbed his hands together.

“The perfect time and place for an—accident. But,” he asked with a slid den frown, “how do you know you will be included in the queen’s plans?”

“Leave that to me.”

“Beware. Our future, and the future of all England, depends upon this.

You must be willing to kill anyone who gets in the way of our plan. “

“I am aware of the urgency, old friend. Do not fear. And as for the killing…” The man’s laugh sent a ripple of terror along his companion’s spine.

“I look forward to it.”

The two men clasped hands before going their separate ways. Within minutes the mists had swallowed them up, leaving no trace of their meeting.

As the first rays of sunlight slanted through the windows, Brenna bounded from her bed, eager for the day.

How sweet the anticipation. Madeline d’Arbeville would accompany the queen this day. Her first friend in England. How she needed a friend to keep her from the homesickness that gnawed at her soul.

As Rosamunde helped her dress, she chided her mistress.

“I have never seen you so animated, my lady.”

“Aye. I am eager to see the Duchess of Eton once more. She was most kind to me at Richmond.”

Rosamunde finished the last button on Brenna’s gown, then lifted the brush to her hair. When she was finished she stepped back to survey the results.

“You look lovely, my lady.”

“Thanks to you.” Brenna lifted her skirts and turned, nearly colliding with Morgan, who was just entering her room.

Her startled eyes looked up into his as he brought his hands to her shoulders to steady her.

“I did not hear you, my lord.” Why did her heart thunder so at his touch?

“Where are you off to in such a wild rush?”

“I must see to the guest rooms before Madeline arrives.”

There was a note of amusement in his voice.

“That is why we have servants, my lady.”

“But I want everything to be perfect for our guests.”

Our guests. Though Brenna seemed unaware of what she had said, Morgan felt oddly pleased by the term.

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