The de Russe Complete Collection: Includes Bonus Content: The Iron Knight (de Russe Legacy Book 7) by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Le Veque, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Tags: Romance, Anthology, Fiction
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing
Published: 2016-07-01T04:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

Gaston put off their departure for an entire week. He had troops to train, a keep to run, and had little if any time for the papal envoy. The fat little man was outraged at the delays, and since Gaston refused to see him, he managed to corner Remington one day in the downstairs corridor and lay into her like an enraged father.

Remington, deeply upset by the man’s words, ran straight to Gaston and found him outside with his new soldiers. It was early afternoon and the hot August sun beat down upon the suffering males as they went through their paces.

The knights were out of armor, stripped naked to the waist as they paced among the columns of men as they practiced quick placement of shields. The troops were in mail, sweating rivers, and already they had lost half a dozen men to heat exhaustion.

Remington stood by the inner bailey gates, her misty eyes searching for Gaston. He was not difficult to locate; the largest man by far in the middle of a collection of men, his bronzed skin and red-kissed shoulders standing a head and a half above the rest.

Arik caught sight of her before Gaston did and greeted her pleasantly. The two had developed a genuine like for each other within the past week.

“What brings you out here on this hellish day, madam?” he asked.

“I must speak with Gaston,” she said, wiping daintily at her nose. “That damnable envoy just gave me an earful in the hall. I would tell Gaston.”

Arik frowned. “Was he deliberately rude? Was he harsh?”

She was verging on a pout. “He’s an arrogant little bastard. Is Gaston too busy to speak with me now, Arik?”

“Never,” Arik bade her to stay where she was as he sought Gaston on her behalf.

Watching him walk toward her across the hot, dusty bailey brought a rush of warmth to her cheeks. He moved so gracefully and with such presence that she felt her knees go weak at the mere sight of him. I want for you to be my husband. The familiar chant filled her, only this time he echoed the sentiment. He was hers.

“What’s amiss, angel?” he asked with concern. “Arik said you were upset?”

She nodded. “The envoy cornered me not a few minutes ago and demanded that I be ready to leave by the morning. He says he will not wait any longer; if I am not ready to leave on the morrow, he will return to London alone and tell Henry that you deliberately disobeyed the king. I think he means what he says, Gaston.”

Gaston’s face hardened. She could see him thinking, for his eyes took on a distant look even though he was focused on her. “Where is he now?”

“Inside,” she flipped her hand carelessly in the general direction of the castle. “Somewhere. I hope he trips on his ecclesiastical robes and breaks his neck.”

He grunted, a half grin on his lips. “I shall speak with him. Go inside now, love. ’Tis too hot outside for you.

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