The River of Time Series by Lisa T. Bergren

Author:Lisa T. Bergren
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: River of Time series
Publisher: David C. Cook
Published: 2013-09-04T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

It was well past midnight when we returned to camp, me riding behind Lord Greco. He positioned guards on the outside of all four sides of the tent. I glanced to my left, considering my chances at escape, but when I glanced back to the right, Lord Greco stared down at me with a look that said don’t even think about it.

Sighing, I preceded him into his tent, and with a low-toned word, he sent a servant off to fetch bandages and hot water.

He laid out a clean shirt and another pair of leggings across the bed. “Forgive me, m’lady,” he said with a small smile. “I didn’t think to pack a gown for you.”

“It will be well,” I said. I’d be swimming in his clothes, but at least they were clean.

He ducked his head and stared at me. “Are you able to manage changing? The camp physician should be here any moment…”

“Yes,” I said quickly. “I shall manage.”

He picked up the clothes and nodded to a makeshift screen across the floor, little more than a blanket hanging over a stretched rope, in the corner. “Forgive me, m’lady, but I must keep my eyes on you at all times.” He lifted a brow. “Given that you have experience in slipping through the backs of tents. You shall find reasonable modesty there.”

Glaring at him, I grabbed the shirt and leggings from his hands and turned to limp over to the screen. There, I untied his cape and set it to one side, then eased my tattered shirt from my shoulders. I looked down at my bandages, dirty, bloody, knowing that I’d done more damage to my ribs this evening. I glanced at Lord Greco over the blanket’s edge, making sure he was staying put; he stared dolefully back into my eyes, the only part of me he could see.

I quickly glanced down, untied the rope at my waist and let the ragged, filthy leggings fall. Gingerly, I turned my right leg outward, trying to see the back of my leg. Already, the bruising was stretching across the span of it and down toward my knee. Hammy. The ol’ hamstring. Yessiree, I really did it this time. But at least it’s not a slice to my gut again. Now that was bad…

“Lady Betarrini,” he said.

I peeked over the blanket, and he gestured toward a tall, spidery man beside him. “The doctor is here to see to you. If you wish for him to examine your leg, you can come out in the shirt alone. I shall turn my back.”

I hesitated, even as he turned. “I thought you had to keep your eyes on me at all times.”

“You wish for me to watch?”

“Nay!”

He smiled over his shoulder and then turned fully away again. “Even you would not be brave nor foolish enough to flee into a camp full of soldiers in naught but a shirt.”

He had me there. I sighed and then edged around the screen.

The doctor gave me a kindly, fatherly look.

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