My Lord Viking by Ferguson Jo Ann

Author:Ferguson, Jo Ann [Ferguson, Jo Ann]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9781610260220
Publisher: Forever Regency
Published: 2007-12-21T00:00:00+00:00

Fourteen

“Right fancy, isn’t it?”

Nils smiled as Jack came into the large collection of rooms that were set aside for the use of Lord Sutherland’s guests. This room alone was bigger than Nils’s cottage back in the land of the Norrfoolk, and three other chambers opened from it. One held a wide bed that sat in the middle of the room.

He laughed to himself. Firepits had been moved into the walls away from the center of the room, and beds had come out of their cupboards. The winters here were not as unforgiving as those farther north, so there was no need to close doors to keep in the sparse heat.

Another room was littered with hooks and shelves and drawers. He guessed they were for clothes. The final room, much smaller than the others, held only a metal container. Stains on the stone floor suggested it sometimes contained water, but he was not sure what its purpose was. It might be for washing himself or his clothes or both. He would have to ask Linnea.

Linnea...

She was his hope for success and the very reason that he might fail. She distracted him from his search, but he needed her help as he did no other’s.

“Lady Linnea suggested I serve as your valet, sir.” Jack gulped, then said, “I mean, my lord.”

Nils was about to tease the lad, but realized that Linnea may have let her servants believe that he truly was an English lord who had been left bewildered by the attack upon him. Again she was proving that she would keep her vow not to reveal the truth.

He realized as well that he was unsure what a valet was or how one served. Something else he would need to ask Linnea.

As if his thoughts had reached out to her, he turned at a soft knock and saw Linnea standing in the doorway. Beside her, Olive stood, frowning. He might be here in the house, but that had not changed Linnea’s maid’s opinion of any of this.

“Jack,” Linnea said quietly, “Olive has brought some clothes to replace those that were stolen from Lord Barrington during the attack upon him. She will show you how to arrange them in the closet.”

Before he could answer, Olive grumbled, “It isn’t right, my lady.”

“What isn’t right?” he asked.

Linnea took only a single step into the room as Olive motioned to someone else in the corridor. A parade of serving women came into the room carrying piles of clothing, and he was not sure what else. As soon as they went into the room with the hooks and shelves, he repeated his question.

“Olive feels you should have been given your congé instead of welcomed into the house,” Linnea replied, her voice totally without emotion. “I reminded her that this house has always welcomed those who were traveling through the shire.”

“I am glad you overruled her.” His smile gained him only another blank stare in return.

“If you are set for the night, I shall—”

“I have a few questions.”

If

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