On My Lady's Honor (Secrets of the Musketeers Book 1) by Leda Swann

Author:Leda Swann [Swann, Leda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-11-11T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter 7

Sophie was in the midst of a troubling dream when the clatter of hooves in the courtyard outside woke her. She sat bolt upright with a start. Miriame gave a sleepy grumble at being disturbed and Courtney tossed and turned over without waking.

Travelers like themselves, Sophie thought to herself, and nothing to worry about. Still, the sun was bright overhead and it was time for them to be leaving. Her conscience told her she had chosen the path of honor, but she still wanted to get well away from Paris, and from the King she had betrayed, as soon as she could.

The casement window was open, letting in a welcome breeze of autumn air redolent with the rich scent of ripening apples. She lay down again, just for a moment, and breathed deeply of the fresh, country air. Ah – how good it felt to be out of the noise and stench of Paris. She had not realized how much she missed the country until she back among the comforting familiarity of wide, open spaces, the greenness of the land around her, the lowing of cattle at pasture, and the song of the birds at dawn and dusk.

Despite her resolve to be on her way again, she was on the point of drifting back to sleep again when through the open window she heard a guttural voice rap on the door and cry out. “Open up in the name of the King.”

Travelers with a purpose, she presumed. She would have to enjoy the autumn air from the back of her horse once more. She would lay a wager that the King had found out about their mission and was not pleased. Whether they were looking for her or no, she was not about to stay in her chamber to be caught like a rat in a trap. She nudged the other two awake with her elbows. “Wake up,” she hissed at them. “I suspect we may have visitors.”

There was a start from Courtney and another sleepy grumble from Miriame. At the sound of the second knock on the tavern door, they were both as wide awake as a watching hawk.

Sophie stood at the window as she pulled on her boots. She knew one of the horses there - it belonged to her husband. Had he betrayed her mission to the King and been sent after her to bring her back again? She did not want to think him guilty of such base treachery. “Three of them, I’d say,” she whispered. “One of them must be Lamotte. The other two I don’t know.”

Courtney cursed under her breath as she thrust her arms into her jacket. “Three of us against three of them would be a fair enough match, if one of them was not the Count and the best swordsman in Christendom. We could hold them off well enough from in here, but we will never break free of our chamber. The bastards can hole us up in here until we starve.

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