Under the Boardwalk: A Dazzling Collection of All New Summertime Love Stories by Geralyn Dawson

Author:Geralyn Dawson [Dawson, Geralyn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Anthologies (Multiple Authors), Romance, General, Thrillers, Suspense
ISBN: 9781501107337
Google: u5YRogEACAAJ
Publisher: Gallery Books
Published: 2014-11-07T16:00:00+00:00

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Chapter 6

Sydney was surprised at how bright it was inside the burial chamber. She'd heard the block swing shut behind her. Yet she wasn't frightened. Her heart was beating rapidly, though. She thought it was more from anticipation than fear.

She wasn't frightened even when the figure of the ancient knight materialized out of the brightness, outlined in blue radiance. She had known he was waiting for her, that he had saved her during the shipwreck. She'd wanted to thank him.

He was handsome, she thought. He reminded her of Rylan with his long black hair and powerful warrior's build. He wore a blue tunic that buckled at the shoulder with a scrolled brooch. Yet his smile was infinitely sad, full of centuries' worth of sadness.

"Are you the Blue Knight?" she asked.

He nodded slowly. "Aye, lady, that I am, to my eternal sorrow."

"They're trying to send you away," she whispered. "They mean well. They want to release your spirit."

He heaved a weary sigh. The light of his presence grew fainter, like a candle at its end. " 'Tis time. I am truly ready to find rest."

The stone block groaned open behind Sydney. Rylan burst into the chamber, looking from Sydney to the apparition in disbelief. He didn't know what he'd expected, but it wasn't this. He was excited and on edge, and somewhere deep inside he sensed that he never would have been allowed to witness this phenomenon if not for Sydney.

"Who—"

The Blue Knight held out a circlet of hammered gold to Sydney. " 'Tis for you, lady, blessed by the magician Merlin himself. Wear it as you wish. I have kept it hidden all these years for my bride."

Rylan moved protectively in front of Sydney and took the piece of jewelry from the ghost's gauntleted hand.

"Say 'thank you' to him," Sydney prompted him.

Rylan stared at the Celtic torque he held. "Thank you." He glanced up, suddenly feeling the creature's torment and wishing he didn't because he was never going to look at anything in the same way after this. "We meant you no harm."

"Nor did I mean harm," the Blue Knight said. "But I have caused trouble with my torment. Tis time to go."

He faded before their eyes until only a faint blue glow illuminated the cairn.

"Wait," Rylan said, seeing the chance of a lifetime disappear before his eyes. This was the kind of thing he wrote about, and now he realized he really didn't understand the supernatural at all. He'd only scratched the surface. "Wait. I want to know so many things about dying and the spirits—"

"I brought her to you, friend." The low melancholy voice sounded weak. "Cherish her. And you, lady," he said to Sydney, "pray for my soul."

Only Lewis and the young Reverend had been brave enough to remain on the hill while the earth shook and the sky took on an unholy hue. The others had scattered across the moor, not willing to come face to face with a genuine ghost. What had seemed exciting in theory was damned frightening in fact.

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