The Myatheira Chronicles: Volume Four: In the Beginning by Collins Melissa

Author:Collins, Melissa [Collins, Melissa]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2015-01-15T16:00:00+00:00

For the next few days Kaori felt like a ghost walking through the halls of Therek’s home. It was so large, she could wander for hours without crossing paths with a single servant while they were busy conducting the usual chores around the property. She avoided spending too much time in Therek’s company, finding it difficult to keep her wits about herself when he was around. He made her feel too comfortable yet horribly uneasy at the same time, though she wasn’t sure how that was even possible. Little had changed from the first night they met. He remained the Duke of Avishul and she was nothing. As a Countess it wasn’t unheard of for her to be considered a close acquaintance of a man of his rank. Stripped of her title, she was little more than a peasant. Unworthy of his attention. Which made her feel worse that he bestowed it upon her so willingly.

It was a selfish blessing that so many of her supporters had perished at the hands of the soldiers. She hated the fact that she viewed their demise in such a way, but she couldn’t deny that it was safer for everyone else. Comfort was something she couldn’t take in very many things so when she found a means to ease the worry which was so common in her mind, she couldn’t let it go. If the captive rebels weren’t in Deliao’s prison, they couldn’t be tortured, and in turn they couldn’t provide the names of their colleagues. Sivar’s life was still in danger but Liurn was safe. For now. At the very least it bought them time to think of a way to get Sivar back. They couldn’t rush into something like this. And if they were going to plot an attack on the Imperial Palace, it was better they have more in mind than just the rescue of a single man. No. This rebellion had progressed into something bigger than simple rescue missions. It was a war. They needed to think like soldiers.

Slowly, Kaori made her way down the hall toward Therek’s study, her mind distant, lost in the tumult of her thoughts. The slippers on her feet cushioned each step she took, silencing her approach to the door. After only a day in his care Therek had taken pity on her and retrieved more of his mother’s clothing from the old, unused rooms throughout the house. Kaori was somewhat smaller than the Duchess of Avishul, but close enough in size to make the garments work until she could acquire her own wardrobe again. Paused outside the study, she exhaled a long breath, struggling to regain control over her racing thoughts. Nervous at the idea of seeing Therek, she let her eyes trail over the garment she wore, making sure everything was straight and presentable. There had been no need for formal attire, her choice in dresses simpler than that which she had worn upon her arrival to Avishul. Thin and airy, the

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