Ice Queen by Sasha Cottman

Author:Sasha Cottman [Cottman, Sasha]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9781796617061
Amazon: 1796617067
Goodreads: 42940903
Publisher: Independently Published
Published: 2019-02-11T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty-One

After Julian and his steward disappeared behind the high walls of the garden, Caroline was content to slowly wander on toward the castle. She stopped every so often to look back at the lake and take in the winter wonderland that was unfolding as the snow continued to fall.

She secretly hoped that by dragging her feet, Julian might catch up with her before she reached the castle, and they could spend a little more time talking privately. Thoughts of the earl were becoming near constant in her mind. He treated her differently than other men did. Dare she hope that Julian saw beyond her looks?

She had turned from one last gaze at the snow-covered grounds when Harry unexpectedly appeared from the front door of the castle. Standing in the open, she was easy to spot. He made an immediate beeline for her. There was no escape.

“Don’t be rude. Just be firm and polite,” she muttered as he approached.

As he drew close, she saw he was red-faced and flustered. Grim determination sat on his lips. She sighed. His mood, it would appear, had not improved from last night.

“You really should not be out here alone,” he said.

Caroline pursed her lips, forcing her temper down. “I wasn’t. Julian and I took an early morning walk. He has just gone off with his steward to deal with an estate matter,” she replied.

A flash of rage crossed Harry’s face. As he huffed, a great cloud of vapor appeared from his mouth in the cold air. “That is even worse. Do you not have any regard for your reputation, or the feelings of others?”

Caroline made to step past him, but Harry seized her by the left arm. He held it tight.

“Let go, Harry. You are hurting me,” she demanded.

He shook his head violently. His grip on her arm tightened. Caroline feared he was about to have a fit.

“No! It won’t do. I have done my time. Now it is up to you to yield,” he said.

A rising sense of panic took hold of her. She punched Harry hard on the arm, repeatedly, and he finally released his grip.

“What the devil has got into you? What do mean yield? Yield to what?” she replied.

His breath was coming hard and fast, and he angrily wagged his finger at her. “I have done my time waiting for you to finish with all those other fools. But I am no longer prepared to indulge your girly whims. You will accept my proposal of marriage and then we will be done with it.”

She stared hard at him while rubbing her bruised arm. The notion, wherever it had come from, was insane. There was not a chance on earth that she would ever consider marrying Harry Menzies. She tolerated his incessant need to be near her purely for the sake of Francis. This time, however, he had gone too far.

“No, Harry. You cannot make those sorts of demands of me. This is utterly ridiculous. Now go away!” she snapped.

The Harry she thought knew would have done as she asked.

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