The Dragon Lord by Connie Mason

Author:Connie Mason [Mason, Connie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, Historical, Medieval
ISBN: 0843949325
Google: CU91RaBBsPMC
Amazon: B008C8VIKS
Barnesnoble: B008C8VIKS
Goodreads: 436525
Publisher: Leisure
Published: 2001-01-02T10:00:00+00:00

Rose hurried along the path to catch up with Dragon. She had arisen minutes after he left the chamber and was close on his heels. She loved hawking and had no intention of missing the morning’s sport. When she saw Veronica join Dragon, she hung back but remained close enough to eavesdrop on their conversation.

What she heard made her want to scream in outrage. How could Dragon think her mad?‘Twas true she had threatened him on more than one occasion, but his injury was as much his fault as hers. It galled her to think she had almost believed he intended to set his mistress aside and honor their wedding vows. He lied as energetically as he loved.

Rose’s attention sharpened when she heard Veronica say,“If you convince the king your wife is mad, mayhap he will set aside your marriage so you can wed another. You will still have Dragonwyck without being saddled with a wife you do not want.”

Rose winced as Veronica placed a dainty hand on Dragon’s chest. “You said you loved me, that I was the woman you wanted to wed. Naught has changed between us, Dragon.”

Rose decided she had heard enough. She hastened forward to join the lovers.“Why did you not awaken me, Dominic?” she asked sweetly. “I must have overslept.” She rubbed against him and stifled a yawn. “You exhausted me last night.”

There, that ought to show her,Rose thought smugly. When she dared a glance at Veronica, Rose noted with satisfaction that the woman had been struck speechless. But the look Dragon gave Rose was one of admiration, and that surprised Rose. Was he not angry with her for taunting his mistress?

They reached the mews before the conversation could be carried forward. The falconer brought Rose’s favorite gyrfalcon, and she put on her gauntlet. The falconer placed the hooded bird on Rose’s outstretched hand and it settled down, its jesses keeping it from flying away.

“Your father’s falcons are among the finest I have ever seen,” Dominic commented. “I inspected the mews shortly after I arrived at Dragonwyck and found no fault with either the falcons or the falconer. Our guests will be pleased.”

“Our guests have hawked and hunted here before,” Rose reminded him. “When my father was alive.”

“Rose, I had naught to do with your father’s death,” Dominic reiterated. “Can we not be friends? We are already lovers.”

“You want to be friends?”’

“Why not?”

Because I want more than friendship from you.“I will try.”

“Our horses are waiting. Come. Tis a fine day for hawking. The sky is clear, no snow is on the horizon, and the air is crisp and invigorating.”

“The day is indeed fine,” Rose allowed. “It would be even finer if Veronica were elsewhere.”

“You have naught to fear from Veronica. You are my wife and mistress of Dragonwyck.”

“Your unwanted wife,” Rose tossed over her shoulder.

Dominic lifted her into the saddle and she rode off, leaving him in her dust. His laughter followed her through the crisp air.

* * *

The day was as enjoyable as Dominic had predicted.

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