Whisper To Me of Love by Shirlee Busbee

Author:Shirlee Busbee
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Kensington Publishing Corp.
Published: 2011-12-21T23:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

Pandemonium reigned for several wild seconds, Morgana’s frantic exclamation hanging in the air as she flew across the darkness to kneel beside Royce’s struggling form where he fought furiously to disentangle his lower limbs from the wooden arms of the chair. Clucking fearfully to himself, Mr. Spurling finally recovered sufficiently enough from his fright and the force of the one-eyed man’s impact to scrabble around and hastily find a candelabra and light it. Almost immediately, with an angry curse, Royce kicked free of the chair and bounded to his feet, Morgana hovering anxiously at his side. Adding to the confusion, Zachary, roused by the racket, suddenly loomed up behind Mr. Spurling, a cocked pistol in his hand as he demanded grimly, “What the bloody hell is going on?”

Somehow, Morgana was in Royce’s arms, her hands moving urgently over him, as if reassuring herself that he was not greatly harmed, her voice full of concern as she asked huskily, “You’re not hurt? He did not stab you?”

Oblivious to his nakedness, to the blood that trickled down his body from the half dozen or so cuts that the one-eyed man had inflicted during their violent struggle, barely aware of his arm protectively around Morgana’s slender shoulders, he dragged her willy-nilly along with him as he strode over to where Zachary and Mr. Spurling crowded in the doorway. The expression on his face must have been fierce, because Zachary and Mr. Spurling instantly gave way before him, and stepping into the hallway, he glanced disgustedly up and down, his gaze meeting silent darkness.

“The bastard got away!” he muttered viciously under his breath as he swung around and reentered the room.

“The one-eyed man!” Zachary said excitedly. “He sent an assailant after you?”

Ignoring Mr. Spurling’s fluttering attempts to clothe him in a flamboyant dressing robe of black silk heavily embroidered with gold and crimson thread, Royce glanced at Zachary and smiled—trust his cousin, with youth’s eager seeking of adventure, to be thrilled about tonight’s events! Amusement dancing in the golden eyes, Royce murmured, “Ah, better than that! The one-eyed man himself paid me a visit!”

Mr. Spurling had by now managed to get Royce into the robe, and almost absently Royce’s arm once more went around Morgana’s shoulders, unconsciously holding her next to his side as if he were reassuring himself that she was unhurt. Morgana unashamedly clung to him, still not quite able to convince herself that the one-eyed man had not harmed him, and her eyes darkened with alarm when, through a gape in the dressing robe, she caught sight of the blood on his chest.

“You’re bleeding!” she cried softly.

Zachary and Mr. Spurling exclaimed anxiously, converging on Royce, but he waved them away. “It is nothing—mere scratches, although I’m sure that the one-eyed man wishes they were far more serious.” He glanced at Morgana, his arm tightening slightly about her. “You are not hurt? He did not touch you?”

She shook her head. “No. Everything happened so fast that he didn’t have time to harm me.

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