The Stolen Princess by Nikolai Andrew

Author:Nikolai Andrew [Andrew, Nikolai]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-07-01T16:00:00+00:00

Once we were well and truly spent, both of us sweating with lusty exertion, he covered me with a blanket on the daybed and then prepared an area for us before the fire. His movements mesmerized me. Each gesture was so confident and powerful. So magnetic and sexy. He arranged a pile of cushions and blankets before the fire, which he fueled with one log after another.

“Angelica won’t like that we’ve used half her wood,” I said, admiring the way the firelight illuminated the valleys of his rock-hard abs.

He scoffed with a deep chuckle. “You think I give a shit about firewood when it comes to my woman? I’d burn down this whole goddamned village for you.” He twisted and added yet another log to the blazing fire lighting up the dim room as through it was mid-day.

Another log he added, and this one was pine, and its pockets of resin made the flames sputter and spark.

A roaring fire was a little thing, but it felt enormous. To me, it represented so much. And in that instant, I had a real sense of what life would be like with him—I would be warm, safe, and cared for. It was more than I could possibly allow myself to hope for.

He scooped me off the daybed, still wrapped in blankets, and lay me down before the fire where he joined me. The light from the blaze showing me the hard angles of his face. The depth of his scars and the devotion in his eyes.

I gazed up at him, so dreamy and lovestruck that it made me dizzy. But I focused on the deep brown chasms of his eyes and found my center again. “So, tell me everything. They gave us permission? We can marry?”

He nodded, knitting his big hand into my little one, so that each of his fingers slid between the gaps in mine.

“I told you they would, and they did.” Now he raised his eyes to look at me. His look was serious and intense. “There’s fuck all your father can do to stop us. You have my word.”

Bors got up slightly on one elbow and grabbed his britches, keeping one hand always clasped in mind. From the pocket he took a folded piece of parchment and placed it beside me. I opened it up, intimidated by the words and sentences on the page. Much of it unreadable to me as there were legal words and phrases that were far beyond my level of learning. But I understood the most important part: in the middle of the page were our names, written out in careful, round hand. Our right to marry was ensured by the wax seal of the clan leader.

I was overjoyed but still, deep down, a bit unsure. Though Bors seemed certain, I knew that my father couldn’t be trusted. From the way he had behaved when he came to look for me and Angelica hid me away, I worried that a simple piece of parchment would do nothing to stop him from taking me back.

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