Midnight Shadow by Laurel O'Donnell

Midnight Shadow by Laurel O'Donnell

Author:Laurel O'Donnell [O'Donnell, Laurel]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance, historical romance, medieval romance, romance ebooks, romance novels, romance adventure, romance action, romance books
ISBN: 0821766171
Publisher: Zebra
Published: 2000-01-01T00:00:00+00:00


Chapter Twenty-Seven

Bria stared at the darkness, listening intently. Had she heard rats?

Another shuffle. No, rats didn’t shuffle.

“Is someone there?” she called, pressing her back to the door.

“Did he say the Midnight Shadow?” a hoarse voice called from the darkness.

Bria peered into the blackness, trying desperately to see the owner of the voice, to make out a shape. Was this one of Kenric’s traps? “Who’s there?” Bria demanded. The blackness was so thick she couldn’t see anything.

Another shuffle, the sound now louder, nearer. Whoever was in the darkness moved closer to her.

“Are they looking for the Midnight Shadow?” The female voice, now a little stronger, sounded strangely familiar.

“Yes,” Bria replied quietly, confused. Trepidation ran along her spine to her neck, sending tingles of apprehension along her shoulders.

There was a long moment of silence, a moment as quiet as the cell was dark. Bria thought she heard a moan from somewhere down the hall, but she couldn’t be sure it wasn’t from the person before her.

“Who are you?” the voice asked.

“My name is Bria.”

“Bria?” the voice queried in disbelief. “Bria?”

Bria stared into the darkness. She knew that voice. But it couldn’t be! She could barely form the name on her trembling lips. “Mary?”

Suddenly, something knocked into her, pressing against her. Arms wrapped around her shoulders. “Oh, Bria, Bria,” the small form sobbed.

Bria lifted trembling hands to her friend’s face, touched her hair. Mary was alive! She touched Mary’s wet cheeks, her forehead, trying to convince herself this was real, that Mary was alive and this wasn’t some wonderful dream. But as Bria stroked Mary’s hair, feeling thick knots in the strands, she realized this might very well be a nightmare.

Bria held her close, putting her face against Mary’s wet, tear-streaked cheek. “Oh, Mary!” Bria gasped. “Mary.”

She was alive! And Bria had left her. She had abandoned Mary to Kenric as surely as Terran had abandoned her. “I’m so sorry,” Bria sobbed over and over.

The two women collapsed onto the ground, crying and holding each other.



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