Royal Reward by Maryse Dawson

Author:Maryse Dawson
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Medieval
Publisher: 0
Published: 0101-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Five

When they reached Edmund’s camp, Enora

looked around in dismay. Their ‘camp’ was just a

motley collection of makeshift branches and leaves

thrown together, to create minimum comfort and

shelter. Oswald roughly pulled her down with him as

he dismounted. Richard had managed to keep up

with Edmund, but was now breathing heavily with

exertion and he looked over worriedly to see how

Enora fared. She gave him a wry smile before she

was jostled away and thrust in front of a large oak

tree.

“Put yer hands behind yer back… now!”

Enora glared at Oswald. “No! You scurvy pig…

scum of satan… aaaooowww!” Oswald grabbed both

her hands and thrust them behind her back, tying

them securely with twine. Enora struggled, but it

did her no good. “You will pay for this, you dog…

you pestilent fool!”

“So ye say, me lady, so ye say. But I ‘ave the

upper hand ‘ere, and ye be in no position to

bargain. So if I were ye… I would shut me mouth,

before I shut it fer ye!”

He leaned very close to her, his eyes full of

menace and waiting for any excuse to carry out his

threats. Enora swallowed hard and closed her eyes

to shut out his vile face.

“Aye, that is better, me lady… much better! We

will get on jest fine, if ye carry on like this!” He

pushed her to the ground until she was sitting with

her legs outstretched in front of her, the oak tree to

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her back. Then he tied her hands to another length

of rope encircling the tree. She could not escape.

As she heard him walk away, Enora opened her

eyes to glare at his retreating back. Never had she

wanted to wound someone so badly. Vengeance

would be hers. She would make sure of it. She

would not allow any of these imbeciles to tread one

foot into her castle, unless it was towards the

dungeons.

She watched him as he walked over to Edmund

and a few of the others. They seemed to be

discussing what to do with Richard. Her heart wept

as she stared at her big, strong husband, now

powerless in the face of his enemy. As she watched,

he turned to look at her, and their gaze locked

before he was rudely pulled away out of her sight,

towards another part of the camp. Her heart was

beating rapidly as she saw him disappear. Surely,

they would not slay him? Would they? No, he was

too valuable a prize; they would need him to get

into the castle. Guy would not open the gates,

unless he had hers or Richard’s permission. Cursing

with frustration, Enora struggled within her bonds,

trying to break free, but Oswald had tied the twine

too tightly, and her struggling only increased the

problem. Mocking laughter made her look up.

“Trying to escape, my dear Enora? Not a

chance!” Edmund sneered down at her, his arms

folded across his chest. “You will make me a good

wife… even though you are tainted by ‘his’ touch.

Still, you come from good stock, and have proven

yourself worthy of my attentions.” He bent down on

his haunches before her. “Tis shameful Richard will

have to die… but we cannot have him interfering in

our lives, now, can we?”

Enora stared fiercely into his face. “You

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