To Those Who Never Knew by Isabella Anton

Author:Isabella Anton [Anton, Isabella]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: IBellaAnton Books
Published: 2018-10-10T16:00:00+00:00

I would never have believed anyone could hold such an exquisite feast. Sitting at the head table with my new family, Anwen to my right and the rest of the family lined in succession, we oversaw the meal. Servant after servant brought out roasts of local game that had been freshly killed that morning in sport. The tables were lined with endless dishes of vegetables, the most popular, steamed leeks in something that I would have classified as butter.

Music and conversation filled the hall. What little space that wasn’t taken up by tables was used to enjoy a traditional Welsh dance that involved its partners to never touch, but for both to twirl, clap, and step in perfect synchronization. The hall itself was jaw dropping. Endless amounts of fabrics were draped along the walls, their festive colors mimicking the holiday spirit in greens, yellows, blues, and reds. Each table was decorated with holly and bur-twigs while mistletoe adorned the chandeliers above, the men unabashedly stealing kisses from any women who passed under it.

Throughout the night I kept sneaking glances at Bowen. He looked brooding, but when didn’t he?

Has he decided yet? Should I ask? No, give him time to decide.

I went back to enjoying my meal and by the time the clock struck past three in the morning, the party had finally begun to die down. Its hosts and occupants slowly trickled to bed while others stayed on, their cups diminishing by the hour. I was bone-dead tired and the food baby in my stomach was making a nice nest. I had planned on walking back to my room with Haf and Elian’s guidance, but Tristan had another idea.

“Bowen!” Tristan shouted from across the room. Besides them, the only people left were Anwen and some drunken guards.

Bowen crossed to our side of the hall. The shadows of the slow-coming morning and candlelight danced upon his face, softening it. He was also dressed for the affair. His outfit wasn’t as gaudy as mine or others around: plain slate-colored stockings clung to muscular legs, only for his blue tunic to hide the rest. His build continued into his arms, the fabric pulled tight over them, looking as if they could rip the material at any moment. And like Tristan, he too wore a blade at his side.

“Yes?” He had his hands clasped at the front of him in a relaxed position, more relaxed than I had ever seen him.

“I believe you should be the one to escort Jade back to her quarters.” Tristan said with a genuine smile.

We both stared at the captain, me with shock and Bowen with unease. Haf was about to make a heated protest when Anwen quietly intercepted, Elian following them behind.

I glanced at Bowen, his crinkled brow going smooth with an affirmative look of acceptance. Why is Tristan doing this?

Bowen resolutely held out his arm and waited for me to take it. “Shall we?”

Hesitantly, I placed my hand atop his and when it finally settled, an electric shock struck me.

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