Rose by Traci E. Hall

Author:Traci E. Hall
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781605425986
Publisher: Medallion Media Group
Published: 2015-02-20T05:00:00+00:00

Dominus made the sign of the cross, finishing another round of Pater Nosters with a few Ave Marias tossed in for good measure.

Praying soothed his outer body, which allowed his mind to wander. His biggest concern was how to get out of this chamber and find Mamie, who, praise God, hopefully had his wallet. And the letters from the bishop. Never again would he wait to read the missives. If that was his lesson to learn from this, he took it and determined to never make the same mistake again.

Everard returned from supper with a small loaf of bread and a jug of watered wine. “Good evening, brother.”

Dominus, still on his knees as he faced the door to the room, nodded. If he rushed Everard, he could break free of the room, but that would mean giving up his identity as a fellow knight. It would ruin everything.

“Brother.”

Everard set the tray on the table next to Dominus. “I am not supposed to speak with you much. Unless there is some sin you would like to confess, in which case I am to listen and report back to the commander.”

Dominus got off his knees, sitting back on his haunches. “You would make a terrible spy.”

“I do not care for deceit, and though I cannot control what others do, I must be able to speak to God with a pure heart.” He tapped his chest and sat on the bed, resting his elbows on his knees. “Is there anything you would like to confess?”

“Non. But I thank you for asking.”

Everard grinned. “Eat your bread.” He lowered his voice. “I noticed earlier a certain guard of the queen walking back and forth beyond the gate. Old Wallace turned her back. She is no longer there.”

Dominus nodded and tore off a hunk of bread, which he offered to Everard.

“I am full of bean-and-onion soup, thank you.” Again, he lowered his voice. “Are you in love with Mamille de Rou?”

Coughing, Dominus raised his wine cup, then took a sip to get the bread down his throat. “Non. Why do you ask that?”

“Commander Bartholomew gave a long lecture before supper about temptation and the evil of fallen women. Especially those with red hair.”

“Do not look so sad,” Dominus told Everard.

“I do not believe that women are evil, and it was hard to keep from speaking my mind. My sisters are not evil, nor is my mother.” He shrugged. “After he shared his story about his love for his wife, I found it odd that he would be so adamant against them now.”

“He lives a different life, one he believes brings him closer to God.” Dominus did not agree with the sect, though he saw the good the warrior-monks did—most of the time.

“Oui, I understand. I am confused, perhaps, being here among the fraternity. I was clearer of mind and felt closer to God when we were on the caravan. I wish we were leaving tomorrow.”

Not yet. He had work to do, specifically here in Antioch. He

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