Midnight Warrior by Iris Johansen

Author:Iris Johansen
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Healers, Contemporary, General, Romance, Historical, Wales, Fiction, Love stories
ISBN: 9780553299465
Publisher: Random House Digital, Inc.
Published: 1994-07-01T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

"Don't pull that!" Brynn said sharply. "That's not a weed, it's rosemary."

"Sorry," Gage said meekly. "It all looks the same to me."

"I know. If it's green, it's a weed. If I didn't watch you, I'd have no herbs left in my garden."

"Not true. I've been growing quite skilled of late."

She snorted but did not answer.

"What use do you make of rosemary?" he asked idly.

"Headaches and nervous disorders. I also make salves for joint pain and bruises."

He pointed to a low-growing bush with glossy leaves. "And this one?"

"That's thyme. It's used for women's problems. Also, the oil cleanses wounds." She slanted him a glance from beneath her lashes. "And eases swollen testicles."

"Ah, clearly an herb of infinite worth. Be sure you keep a vast quantity on hand."

Brynn chuckled. "The first frost is late this year, but it's bound to come soon. Next time we come here I must pick enough herbs to replenish my medicine pouch. I've used almost all I had tending Malik and Adwen."

"I don't think they'll need your medicines much longer," Gage said as he pulled another weed. "The last time I visited them, they seemed much better."

"They are better." She smiled with contentment. Every day Adwen and Malik were gaining in strength and being thrown together in proximity seemed to be good for both of them. Malik had forgotten his boredom in his concern for Adwen, while Adwen was developing a tart playfulness Brynn had never thought possible in her gentle friend. "Now I use only the occasional sleeping draught. But when they're cured, someone else will need my herbs. There's always a need."

"So you're never without them?"

"Are you ever without your sword?"

He chuckled. "Seldom. And never when I go forth to battle dragons."

"Very prudent."

"I'm growing to like this task." He pulled another weed. "Perhaps I should abandon trade and turn farmer."

"I cannot see you tilling the soil for any length of time." Brynn looked up in amusement. "You're much too impatient."

"That charge is false." He added softly, "I believe I've given you nothing but patience of late."

She went still as the sudden sensuality of his tone took her off guard. It was the first time in the past two weeks he had allowed her a glimpse of the Gage she had first met at Hastings. During the days in between, he had treated her with the same half-whimsical half-humorous manner he displayed toward Malik.

He saw her response and added roughly, "It could not last forever, you know. I am no monk, Brynn."

"That has come to my attention." She lowered her eyes to the work beneath her hands. "You wish me to return to your bed and be your whore?"

He muttered a curse. "You will not be my whore. I will hold you in honor and I'll make sure no other man gives you insult."

"To my face. What of the sneers behind my back? What of any children I bear you? You're a bastard yourself. Would you have your children treated as you were?"

"No!" He drew a deep breath.

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