Queen's Heart: An Arthurian Paranormal Romance (Arthurian Hearts Book 2) by Sullivan Phoenix

Author:Sullivan, Phoenix [Sullivan, Phoenix]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-04-07T07:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWENTY-SIX

BRANGIEN

“Des!” I pleaded. “Des, look at me!” I threw myself between him and where Drustan and Yseult kissed the philtre from each other’s lips. Anger shook through him, a rage so complete I feared for Drustan’s life. But more, I feared for my own love.

What had gone wrong?

He swatted me out of his way as though I were nothing more than an unwanted cur as he watched Drustan and Yseult descend to the deck below. Even the normal glitter of his beautiful, unnatural eyes was gone as he shook there in wrath when he should have been kissing me.

Desperate, I pressed a cup with the last drops of Isolde’s wine into his hands. He threw it against the rails.

“Des, please, I’m here.” I circled him in my arms. “I want you. More than life itself. Look at me. You have to love me too.” I bowed my head into his chest. He had drunk the philtre as had we all. It wasn’t possible he could be so indifferent to me.

When he grabbed my elbows to set me aside again, I panicked. “It worked for Drustan and Yseult!” I cried. “How could it not work for you? For us?”

That caught his attention at last. Instead of pushing me aside, he pulled me closer, shaking me as he yelled in my face, “What worked for them? What have you done?”

“A potion… a love spell,” I stammered, still not believing Des could be so thoroughly unaffected. I winced as his hard fingers dug into me.

“Witch!”

I shook my head. “Not me. No. Queen Isolde…”

“What about the queen?”

“She made the philtre and gave it to me, just as I said.”

“The queen wanted them together? To destroy the one chance of peace Ireland has? She never struck me a fool. And what cared she about you and me? Brangien, the truth. Now!” he roared at me.

I collapsed at his feet, hugging his legs, rocking uncontrollably now. “You shouldn’t be yelling at me. You shouldn’t be acting this way. We should be in the other cabin right now. You should be…”

“Be what?” His tone was dark, dangerous. Why wasn’t he murmuring love songs to be now? “What!” he repeated.

“Bedding me!” I sobbed. “You should be bedding me just like Drustan is Yseult.”

Des howled like a wounded wolf. It pained me to hear him as much as it pained him to think of Yseult with another. Out of love, I struck back. “She isn’t yours, Des. She wasn’t before and now she can never be. Don’t you understand? You have to let her go. She and Drustan—”

“No!” Rage and denial warred with the terrible beauty in Des’ anguished eyes.

“—are laying together right now. Why else would they have gone below? It’s where we should be too. You’ve lost her, but you still have me.” Composed again, I laid my cheek against his knee and stroked his thighs. “Let me comfort you tonight. And maybe by day you’ll see things more clearly.” We were beyond subtlety now. I rested a bold hand in the cusp of his thighs.

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