Desert Song (DeWinter's Song 3) by Constance O'Banyon

Author:Constance O'Banyon
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Sea Voyage, DeWinter Family, Father, Fiction, Romance, Desert Prison, Lord DeWinter, 1840's-50's, DESERT SONG, Regency, Adult, Nursing Wounds, 19th Century, Adventure, Sailing, Ship Passenger, Ocean, Historical, Action, Danger, Egypt, Captors, Suspense, Sheikhs
ISBN: 9780061082900
Publisher: Montlake Romance; Reprint Edition
Published: 2015-05-30T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter 19

The sun rose high in the sky, but still the small party did not slacken its pace. They had to put distance between themselves and Caldoia before Sidi sent soldiers to search for them.

Mallory awoke once, and Michael urged her to go back to sleep. Her eyes drifted shut, for she felt safe at last. She wasn't sure if she was dreaming, but if she was, she hoped never to awaken.

Michael stared down at her, his eyes dark with anger. Her face was red and blistered. Her hair was tangled and knotted. She had certainly lost weight, and he could only guess what she had suffered. She was dressed in an Arab dress, but it was so dirty he could hardly tell its color. He thought of the spirited young girl he'd first met on board the Iberia, and was furious that she had been brought to this state.

"Has she spoken of her captivity?" Khaldun wanted to know.

"No. She's too weary to talk. Have you seen her wrists? They are bloody where the ropes cut into her."

"We can stop when we reach the other side of the mountains. Sidi's men will not find us there since the pass is known only to my people. Then you can doctor Lady Mallory's wrists."

"She needs a long rest."

"Perhaps you should take her back to the palace slowly, but I must ride swiftly to the city and inform my father what has happened. Hakeem will come with me, for we must finish preparation for the battle. I know a place where you can set up camp—there is a spring, and it is on the warm side of the mountain. I will send Fizal back to you with supplies, and he will guide you home when Lady Mallory has rested."

"Yes," Michael agreed reluctantly, thinking of his father. "I will wait with Lady Mallory while you prepare for war." He dropped back so he was even with Hakeem. "I will reach the city as soon as possible. Will you wait for me?"

"Fear not, my friend, my men will not enter Caldoia without you beside them."

Michael looked down at the sleeping woman who had caused him so much trouble. If not for her, he would already be on his way to Caldoia. But what else could he have done? If she hadn't helped him, she would never have become a pawn in this deadly game.

Mallory awoke and sat up quickly. Her eyes were round with fear as she tried to remember where she was. Glancing at her wrists, she saw they were no longer bound, but were bandaged instead. In the back of her mind was a faint memory of being rescued by Lord Michael, but surely it had only been a dream.

No one seemed to be around, but there were three horses hobbled nearby, grazing on the grass that grew from the side of the slope.

She heard footsteps behind her and spun around to see Michael walking toward her. She stood up on wobbly legs. "I didn't dream it—you did find me.

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