Unending Love by Le Veque Kathryn

Author:Le Veque, Kathryn [Le Veque, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing
Published: 2013-02-13T05:00:00+00:00

The memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours –

And the songs of every poet past and forever.

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

“My lord, I appreciate that you would see me at such an inopportune time,” Brighton said. “I heard you were injured in the mêlée today.”

“I was,” David eyed the man. “I would be grateful if you would quickly state your business.”

Brighton nodded quickly. “Of course, my lord,” he said. “But I would preface my intrusion with an apology. I am sorry if this is not an appropriate moment, but I feel compelled to beg a few moments of your time. It is important.”

David was propped up with furs and pillows, his aching head resting against a silk pillow that Emilie had embroidered. He wasn’t prepared to see visitors, but Sir Brighton de Royans had called upon him and invoked the name of Norfolk so, not wanting to be rude to a Norfolk envoy and more than curious as to the man’s business, David agreed to see him.

“You say you come on behalf of Norfolk?” David asked. “I have not seen Hugh D’Aubigny in many years. I am surprised he still remembers me.”

Brighton smiled politely. “Of course he remembers you, my lord,” he replied smoothly. “All of England remembers and respects the House of de Lohr. Your brother is the mighty Earl of Hereford and Worcester, former champion of Richard the Lion Heart, and you yourself are the influential and powerful Earl of Canterbury. You and your brother’s adventures are legendary. I was raised on such tales of valor.”

David chuckled faintly. “Those stories have grown over the years, so much so that I have come to believe them myself,” he said, sobering. “What would Norfolk have of me, de Royans? A call to arms?”

Brighton shook his head. “Nay, my lord,” he said. “In truth, this visit is of a personal nature. “

“Personal? For whom?”

“For me.”

David looked at him curiously. “Do I even know you?”

Again, Brighton shook his head. “Nay, my lord, you do not,” he said. “My father is the Constable of Yorkshire, Baron Cononley, a title I will inherit upon his passing. My family seat is Netherghyll Castle, a large and prosperous stronghold that has been in my family for four generations. My great grandfather and Henry the First were close friends, which is how the hereditary title of Constable of Yorkshire came to my family.”

David wasn’t exactly sure why the man was standing before him but he remained polite. “I see,” he said. “I would take it [J40] as a favor if you would speak plainly of your purpose, Sir Brighton. Surely it was not to recite your lineage.”

Brighton gave him a wry grin. “It was not,” he said. It was evident the man was formulating his thoughts. “I am, as you see, an accomplished knight, as a senior warrior in Norfolk’s stable and successor to the barony of Cononley. It is for this reason that I come to you, my lord; I wanted to be clear that I am a man with property and holdings.

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