So True a Love (Daughters of His Kingdom Book 2) by Amber Lynn Perry

Author:Amber Lynn Perry [Perry, Amber Lynn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-01-15T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Kitty sat on the bed, her knees tucked under her chin, still wearing her day-dress. The solitary candle that flickered on the table in the quiet room had been her non-judgmental companion for several hours already, and would continue to be, until it flickered its last glowing flame. Throat aching, eyes burning from the shedding of so many tears, she watched another drop of wax as it meandered down the ever-lowering stick. She closed her eyes and rubbed her aching head. How could I have done such a foolish thing? Dread combed over Kitty from head to foot and back up again, as it had from the moment she tore herself from Nathaniel’s consuming embrace. The pain in her joints and limbs continued to lament, continued to deepen. How tired she was, how weak. Her body, her mind needed to rest. But rest would not bring its needed companionship until her servitude was ended.

Cupping her hands over her face, she breathed deep to hold back the sobs that pushed for escape. Cyprian was no simpleton. He would make good, and the only thing Kitty could do now was wait until he did. Lord, I plead with thee, do not let my actions cause harm to come to those I love.

A knock at the door jerked Kitty from her prayer. Her heart plunked against her ribs, but she breathed through her lips to calm her quivering voice before answering.

“What is it?”

“’Tis I, Kitty. May I come in?” Eliza’s calming voice eased through the door.

Kitty rubbed her eyes and exhaled, trying to break free from the frightening truths that clung to her like heavy chains. Although Eliza likely knew something was amiss, Kitty might at least be able to blame the changes of personality on subtle illness—which might be more fact than fable, from the way her head throbbed—and keep the darker secrets from surfacing.

Kitty called toward the door. “Come in, Liza.”

The door creaked and Eliza entered, a single brown braid hanging over her shawl-draped shoulders. Her white nightgown brushed the tops of her stocking feet as she tip-toed toward the bed. She smiled, and crawled onto the feather pallet, pulling the covers up to her waist as she used to do all those years when they’d shared a bed. Eliza sighed and brushed her fingers along her small, but growing belly.

“You were not with us at supper.” The casual nature of the comment didn’t match the worry that turned Eliza’s dark eyes an even deeper shade of brown.

Kitty’s throat thickened and she stared at the end of the floral quilt, hugging her legs ever tighter. How could she eat when the oppression she suffered killed what appetite she might have had? How could she do anything when Cyprian was so angry over her failings? And now to know that because of a foolish kiss her family would surely suffer? A cold shiver raced over her, making her suddenly yearn for a blanket. Was she really so chilled, or was it

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