The Prize by Julie Garwood

Author:Julie Garwood [Garwood, Julie]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Historical Romance, Adult
ISBN: 9781560542674
Google: JyR7EAIFTJkC
Amazon: 1441833455
Barnesnoble: 1441833455
Goodreads: 107772
Publisher: Thorndike Pr
Published: 1991-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

She let out a sigh. "I don't see how."

"Tell me what happened the day we were attacked."

"I interfered."

"I know you interfered. I want to know why."

"I shouldn't tell you," she whispered. "But I want to tell you. I don't know what to do. You're going to be furious with Thurston. Please don't hate my brother. He didn't realize he was trying to kill you. I mean to say, he probably meant to fell you, but he couldn't have known you were my husband."

"Nicholaa, will you try to make sense?" he ordered. "Thurston is still alive? Is that what you're telling me?"

"Oh, God, how did you guess?"

"Your brother's in league with the resistors against William."

His cunning amazed her. "How did you guess that?" she asked him.

He didn't remind her that she'd just told him. "And Thurston is Ulric's father, isn't that right?"

"Yes," she cried out. "But you won't remember whom the baby belongs to in the morning, Royce. Promise me."

He was suddenly furious with her. "Do you actually believe I'd hurt the baby just because his father is my enemy?"

She snuggled up against his shoulder. "No, you wouldn't hurt him, but you might use him to get Thurston. My brother was leading the soldiers who attacked us, Royce. I saw him."

"Damn it all, Nicholaa, I would never use Ulric in such a way. How could you think…"

He quit protesting when he realized he'd already done just that by using the baby to force Nicholaa to leave her sanctuary. It was only logical for her to assume he'd use Ulric again.

His anger evaporated. His mind was reeling with the information she'd given him. "Nicholaa? Did you see your brother before or after you took the arrow in your shoulder?"

She put her arms around his neck. Her fingers began to toy with his hair. He stopped that distraction by pulling her hands away. "Answer me," he commanded.

She let out a sigh. "It was Thurston's arrow that hit me," she said. "You were his target"

His smile was tender. "That's why you screamed, isn't it?"

"I was afraid for you," she said. She kissed his chin, then fell back against him. "You can't blame my brother. He didn't know I was there. He loves me, Royce. He would never intentionally hurt me."

It all fell into place now. Thurston must have realized what he'd done after he dispatched the arrow. Nicholaa's white-blond hair must have been visible to the Saxon warrior. Royce remembered the anguished bellow that came from the crest and mingled with his own outraged roar. Aye, Thurston knew what he'd done. That was the reason he'd ordered the retreat.

God help Nicholaa. She'd had a hell of a time since she'd met him. He kissed the top of her head and then stood up, cushioning her in his arms.

"Do you doubt that Thurston loves me?" she asked.

"No, I don't doubt his love," he answered. "I do doubt his eyesight," he added in a mutter. "He damn well should have—"

"Thurston has wonderful eyesight," she announced. "I've better, though.

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