The Trouble With Princesses by Warren Tracy Anne

Author:Warren, Tracy Anne [Warren, Tracy Anne]
Language: eng
Format: mobi
ISBN: 9780451239716
Publisher: Signet Select
Published: 2013-11-05T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seventeen

Ariadne glared at Selkirk, wishing it was possible for looks to actually kill. Her head ached, she was in a foul temper, and he was solely to blame.

About half an hour ago, they’d stopped at an inn somewhere along what she’d guessed must be the Great North Road. She wasn’t sure of their precise location, having spent a large portion of the coach trip lying across the seat with her hands bound.

Earlier, he’d removed the gag when she’d awakened and become quite ill. The drug he’d used on her had made her horribly queasy; they’d had to stop more than once so she could vomit along the side of the road. Another black mark in the long list of black marks she was accumulating against him—kidnapping being first and foremost among them.

She’d been secretly pleased when she’d unintentionally splashed sick all over his shoes. He hadn’t liked that much and had spent ten minutes cursing in a field while cleaning them off in some tall grass.

But that had been hours ago, the whole night and now most of the next day having passed. He’d finally decided they would stop to rest, then continue on in the morning to wherever it was he was taking her.

In the meantime, she had no intention of aiding him in any way.

“Try some of this ham,” he urged from across the table of the private parlor in which they sat. “It’s actually quite decent.”

She glared harder, then crossed her arms and looked pointedly away.

He shrugged. “Suit yourself, but you’re the one who’ll suffer if you don’t eat. You ought to drink something as well. It won’t do to have you fainting because you aren’t keeping down enough fluids, especially considering how ill you were earlier.” He looked down at his plate. “Sorry about that, by the way.”

“Which part?” she asked. “Drugging and making me sick, holding me at knife point, or turning criminal enough to kidnap me?”

He considered the question. “All of them, I suppose.”

“If you feel so badly about it, why not let me go? Put me in a coach headed back to London and I promise I won’t say anything about this unfortunate incident.”

He smiled, his eyes twinkling as he raised his wineglass and took a drink. “You’ve got spirit, Your Highness. It’s one of the qualities I’ve always admired most about you. But unfortunately I cannot afford to simply let you go.”

“Why? Do you not trust me to keep my word?”

“You might, but somehow I don’t think your friends would be so accommodating. They’d have the story out of you without a great deal of persuasion, then set every man they can command onto my trail. There’s nowhere I’d be safe, either here or on the Continent.”

“Then why risk any of this? My friends, who are closer to me than family, are certainly aware by now that I’ve disappeared. They will be searching for me and they will not stop until I am found.”

“Nor do I expect them to. But so

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