The Prince of Powys by Cornelia Amiri & Pamela Hopkins & Amanda Kelsey

Author:Cornelia Amiri & Pamela Hopkins & Amanda Kelsey [Amiri, Cornelia & Hopkins, Pamela & Kelsey, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: General, Fiction, Romance, Fantasy, Historical
ISBN: 9781615725830
Google: 49CPtgAACAAJ
Amazon: 1615725830
Publisher: Eternal Press
Published: 2012-01-06T16:00:00+00:00

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She scurried to the ladies’ bower with Leri limping behind.

They entered and dropped down onto cushioned chairs. At

Leri’s order, a servant filed the wooden tub with heated water.

Branda sensed she was close to discovering the treasure. The

memory of the falen stone Leri had pointed out to her kept

teasing her mind. There was something odd but she couldn’t

figure it out. She had to go back and look at that stone again, but not now. She had enough of the tombs for today.

Branda shed her torn, smely clothes, climbed into the tub and

sat down. She washed the soot and muck off her skin and lay

back in the soothing bath.

“My turn.” Leri sat in the chair, examining her leg to make

sure there were no cuts or sweling other than her skinned knee.

“You’ve been there a good while.”

Branda rose and dried herself off as Leri sent servants to bring

Branda rose and dried herself off as Leri sent servants to bring

two more buckets of clean, heated water.

She walked to the bed and looked down at Leri’s leg. “Are

you al right?”

“Yes. It’s just scrapes and bruises.” Leri pushed herself off

the bed, hobbled over to the tub, and gingerly climbed in.

A servant helped Branda dress into a red Celtic gown and

plaited her hair into four long braids. The other serving girl

returned with the additional buckets of clean, hot water and

poured it in the tub. Leri managed to keep her skinned knees out

of the water, but as this downpour splashed on her scrapes, she

cringed from the sting.

Branda lay down on the bed. Warm and relaxed, she drifted

off into a peaceful nap. In her dream she caled out to Blaise. He

appeared before her, handsome as ever, with his fluffy red hair,

bright-blue eyes, brawny shoulders and muscular thighs. The

image roused a warm, tingling sensation through her body.

She caled to him in her dream. “Do not worry about my sire

or yours. Even though you have gone to get the ransom from my

father, do not be troubled. I won’t have to return to him. I can

stay with you.”

A wide smile broke on his lips. “Is this true? You are to be

mine?”

“Yes, oh yes, my love. An ancient god of your people

appeared to me and sent me on a quest for treasure and this

prize. When I find it, it wil alow me to stay with you. Bran has

spoken.”

Blaise covered her mouth with his and a sweet, melting

sensation filed her. He slid and twisted his lips over hers as he

hungrily kissed her. Then he puled her into the warmth of his

arms, so male and embracing, and carried her away into his

bower at Dinas Bran. She woke from the dream and opened her

eyes.

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