The Last Witch (Incenaga Trilogy) by Dee Debbie

Author:Dee, Debbie [Dee, Debbie]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dolce Books
Published: 2012-09-12T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 17. Compromise

The following morning Adelia bounced into Emmeline’s room, a cheerful smile lighting her face. Emmeline scowled and rolled over in her bed. She’d barely slept the night before, having fallen asleep just before dawn, and wasn’t in the mood for Adelia’s chatter.

“The rain has stopped!” Adelia squealed. “The Pravoli Festival won’t be postponed!”

Emmeline sat up straight and laughed in spite of herself. The rain had stopped! “I think I’ll go to the library today,” Emmeline announced as she jumped out of bed. “You can spend the day preparing for the festival, if you’d like. I won’t need anything.”

“Are you sure? Let me at least assist you this morning. I’ll fetch your breakfast.”

Adelia didn’t wait for a response. She darted out the door and returned moments later with a silver platter of cut fruit. Once Emmeline was seated at the breakfast table, Adelia rushed around the room in a blur.

“Do you care which dress I prepare for you today, My Lady?” Adelia called from the wardrobe closet.

“Something warm would be nice.”

“Is it cold in the library?”

Emmeline smiled to herself. “Just a bit.”

“Very well.” Adelia laid a wool dress on the bed. Dyed a deep plum, the dress had long sleeves and buttons trailing down the back. White fur trimmed the wrists and hem of her skirt and flowers had been sewn into the bodice with gold thread.

“That one is much too beautiful for me, Adelia,” Emmeline said eyeing the white fur trim. It would get filthy the moment she stepped outside. “I’m just going to the library, I don’t need anything special.”

“Nonsense! You’re beauty outshines every dress in your wardrobe. None are too beautiful for you, My Lady.”

“Is it even worth arguing with you?”

Adelia giggled. “I suppose not, My Lady. Now come here and I’ll help you into your gown.”

The dress slipped over Emmeline’s slim frame. She sighed, doubting she would ever feel comfortable in such extravagance.

“You look magnificent!” Adelia exclaimed. “It’s a shame only the dusty books will see you. I wish you could attend the festival.”

“Perhaps circumstances will be different next year.”

“Of course. By then you will be under the protection of the strongest army, and you’ll be on the arm of the most skilled fencer in all of Dolmerti, the Crown Prince himself. No one will dare harm you.”

“Let’s hope.” In truth, Emmeline didn’t know where circumstances would take her. By the following year, she could far from Dolmerti, safe with her father. She could never stay in Dolmerti knowing she had murdered their Prince. Emmeline cringed. Was that her choice? Was she going to murder Dolmerti’s Crown Prince? Or would she let her father die to save the Prince who fought for peace? She couldn’t think straight and couldn’t make a choice between two innocent men. If only there was a way to save them both. Her mind swirled into a jumble of indecision. She pushed away the unpleasant thoughts and watched Adelia, hoping for a distraction. There was still time to figure things out later.

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