WolfeStrike by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Tags: Medieval
Published: 2020-09-29T18:30:00+00:00

CHAPTER TWELVE

“I AM TELLING you that she has that same look upon her face that the Violet woman did,” Lenore hissed at her sister. “The only difference is that Tor is looking at her with equal interest.”

“Who?”

“Lady Isalyn!”

Barbara was standing next to a bed in the upper floor of the apartment block at Blackpool. She had come to prepare two chambers when she had been informed that Tor had visitors. Lenore had gone to the hall to prepare refreshments and Barbara had gone with the servants to clean out two dusty chambers, that were now mostly swept and made up in preparation for their guests.

But Lenore’s words had Barbara pausing in her duties.

“She is interested in him?” she repeated, concerned. “It will do her no good. He clearly said that he was too old for her.”

Lenore was shaking her head. “Mayhap that is what he said, but he lied,” she said. “He is looking at her with great interest, Sister. I saw it myself.”

Barbara was the more devious of the pair, the one who made the plans and led by example. Lenore was simply a follower. However, it took Barbara some time to act, like a slow burn. She had to be absolutely clear before she was motivated. As her sister’s words sank in, she set down the pillow in her hands.

“That does not sound like Tor,” she said. “I cannot ever recall him looking at a woman with great interest. At least, not that kind of interest. Mayhap he is only being kind because he killed her brother.”

Lenore shook her head firmly. “Listen to me,” she said. “He is looking at her as if he wants to kiss her. I have seen men look at women in such a way. The soldiers who take after the serving wenches, for example. They have the look of a predator.”

“And Tor is looking at the woman as if he is a predator?”

“He is looking at her in a most interested fashion. You must see it for yourself.”

Barbara thought on that a moment. Lenore wasn’t one to act in haste, so if she said something was true, it usually was. Then Barbara looked around the chamber. This room was on the corner of the apartment block, with windows that faced both west and north. To the west was a yew tree that had sprouted up between the building and the wall, and to the north were the livestock and kitchen yards.

In fact, the pen that kept the goats and pigs butted up against the north side of the building. The ground floor didn’t have windows on that side, so it didn’t matter, but the first floor did. Barbara made her way over to the windows, examining them for a moment. Each window had exterior iron shutters with a lock that could be closed in the event of a siege or bad weather. The key for the lock was on a large key ring in Barbara’s possession. But in the case of the shutters over the animal yard, the lock had rusted away and no one had ever fixed it.

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