The Lost Chalice by Clenney Anita

Author:Clenney, Anita [Clenney, Anita]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2015-02-10T05:00:00+00:00

Kendall laid the journal on the round table, thinking how incredible it was that King Arthur had used it. She wondered which seat he had used, and briefly considered trying to find out. Then Nathan sat next to her. She looked at him and felt light-headed, thinking that he could have some part of King Arthur in him. She didn’t understand reincarnation, had never believed in it, and wasn’t sure she did now, but there had to be some explanation for all this. If Nathan was King Arthur, she and Jake had betrayed him. While she had been married to Arthur, she’d fallen in love with Lancelot. And had an affair with him, if her visions were correct. Poor Nathan.

“Do I have dirt on my face?” he asked.

She shook her head, feeling guilty and sad. “No. Just thinking.”

“Want to share?” Jake sat next to her.

Kendall looked from him to Nathan, her thoughts whirling. She couldn’t explain that part of her thoughts, but she could discuss the rest. “What if it’s true?” She didn’t need to explain her question. They knew what she meant. “Here we are sitting where they probably sat.” Although that may not have been true for Guinevere. Women were treated so poorly in those days, being looked at as property, and worse. But they hadn’t treated her that way. Kendall froze. Holy crap. Were those her thoughts? Or Guinevere’s?

“Can anyone else join that conversation going on in your head?” Jake asked.

Nathan grinned. “She’s always been like this.”

That made Jake frown, and then Nathan too, as he realized what he’d said.

“Sorry, I was just . . .”

“I know,” Jake said. “It’s a lot to believe. King Arthur and the Holy Grail, the Fountain of Youth, Christ’s crucifixion. I feel like I’m stuck in one of my screwed-up dreams.” He put his elbows on the table, and Kendall wondered if Lancelot had ever sat that way. He grinned. “Hell, maybe you guys aren’t even here.”

Nathan reached around Kendall and knocked Jake’s arm out from under him. “That answer your question?”

Kendall was afraid he’d hit Nathan back, but instead he snorted. “Thanks, Arthur. I guess if it’s a dream, we’re all in it.”

Nathan leaned back in his chair, his brow in a puzzled frown. “I still don’t see the whole King Arthur thing. And Guinevere and Lancelot. It’s too far-fetched.”

Jake and Kendall shared a quick, knowing glance. They had both seen King Arthur in Kendall’s vision, and each had commented on his resemblance to Nathan. Jake ran a finger along a scar on the table. He almost seemed to follow it without looking. Had he made it? Kendall wondered.

“Like statues that used to be alive and a guardian who’s two thousand years old,” Jake said.

Kendall ignored the intoxicating male scents wafting from either side of her and focused on the smell of old leather. She knew some things about the journal. It had belonged to a man, but that was no surprise. It was high-quality leather, handmade. She knew the shop where it had been purchased.

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