The Destiny Code: The Soldier and the Mystic (Daughters of the Empire Book 1) by Suzette Hollingsworth & Suzette Hollingsworth

Author:Suzette Hollingsworth & Suzette Hollingsworth [Hollingsworth, Suzette]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
ISBN: 9781732150836
Publisher: Icicle Ridge Graphics
Published: 2018-10-01T16:00:00+00:00

25

Only You

Val stared at her for a long while. He should be accustomed to outrageously incomprehensible remarks from Alita Stanton by now.

But each utterance is increasingly alarming.

He couldn’t take his eyes off those full lips the color of peaches set against ivory, translucent skin. Her emerald-green eyes looked directly at him, open and alert, without hesitation or apology.

Damn, she is beautiful.

It almost made him forget that he had been attempting to unravel the mysteries of her mind. Unsuccessfully at that.

“I suppose you must be referring to your Christian religion,” he said. Possibly she spoke from a religious context. Since her religion was most certainly Christianity, he started there. “There can be no question Jesus was dark-skinned given his nationality and country of birth. Whether or not he had olive skin or black skin, we do not know. We do know Jesus lived as a child in Egypt where, presumably, his appearance did not set him apart or make him stand out while he was in hiding from Herod. Is this what you refer to, Miss Stanton?”

She shook her head, an expression of disenchanted surprise crossing her face, as if she had expected more from him. He felt somehow disappointed in himself, though he’d be damned if he knew why.

“No, Lord Ravensdale,” she refuted with ill suppressed condescension. “Though I comprehend your point, certainly Jesus was Middle Eastern, Christ lived many years after the first human beings. I don’t see the relevance to my supposition that Africa is the mother country.”

“Not at all relevant to your conjecture, it appears.” Whatever that might be.

He was supposed to be the tour guide in charge of instruction here. Miss Stanton couldn’t possibly mean all humans living today had a common ancestor whose origins were African.

“Possibly you are pointing out persons of note who were dark-skinned, Lord Ravensdale?” Her tone assumed a forced helpfulness. She smiled encouragingly at him, as if he were a child learning to read, and not doing so well at that.

“Of course, Miss Alita, I miss the point altogether,” he muttered. This was like conversing with a bloody scientist. A mad scientist.

He must likewise be mad to wish to follow her down that path. “Would you care to enlighten me?”

Alita studied him momentarily, as if she were determining if he were worthy of her knowledge. Solemnly she replied, “Not at this time, Your Lordship.” Her expression indicated that, though she was attempting not to hurt his feelings, his performance had not impressed her to the point that he was deserving of the next lesson.

“Not even a hint?” Lord Captain Ravensdale certainly was not accustomed to being dismissed.

“Suffice it to say, do you not find, my lord, that almost everyone who comes to Africa feels a primal force calling to one’s soul?”

“Yes…” The truth of her proposition hit a deep chord. “Not in so many words, but there is an inexplicable power and lure which is acknowledged.”

Val did his best to regain his composure despite being intensely aware of her every movement and expression.

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