Red Rider Redemption (The Red Rider Saga Book 3) by D. A. Randall

Author:D. A. Randall [Randall, D. A.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Character Entertainment
Published: 2020-10-01T05:00:00+00:00

MY RESCUE

16.

Near the center of town, we met small groups of people clustered together, hunching over to share some special gossip. Several of them turned sharply as Crimson’s hooves clomped past them, but they quickly resumed their private conversations. The sight of my red hooded cloak and fiery horse had become more normal. Or else something more exciting had gripped their attention.

A small mob of women had gathered in front of a shop, chatting and giggling as they stared at something there. I dismounted and marched over to them. They all noticed me clearly now. Their faces fell and they stepped aside, making a path for me as I looked to see what they were fixated on.

On the shop/s outer wall, a picture had been posted. It was a sketch drawing of Chateau de Laurent.

A seething rage rode up into my shoulders. It was the last place I had faced Duke Laurent, as he entertained the royal ambassador. The night he cursed me, after his men had failed to devour me.

I took the notice from the wall. It announced the royal masquerade ball that Pierre had told me about. To be held by Duke Laurent at eight o’clock tomorrow night, to welcome the Queen of France to La Rue Sauvage for the first time in history.

By invitation only.

My chest heaved as I read the details, aware of the smothering crowd and their awkward air. This was the important business Laurent had to tend to the other night. He couldn’t join the others at the barn to devour me until late in the evening, because he was hosting the ambassador. I was too enraged, too frightened, to think of it when I burst in on his private meeting, but everyone knew Duke Laurent had fallen from favor with the court at Versailles. He had been banished here, assigned to oversee La Rue Sauvage as a merciful punishment for his offense, whatever it was. But he had no contact with the royal family since that time, since before I was born, apart from the letters he claimed to have sent them.

So why would he have the opportunity to entertain a royal ambassador? More important, why would Her Majesty – of all people – choose to visit the Duke now?

I crumpled the poster in my fist as the women around me exhaled in shock and disgust. I let the ball of wasted paper fall to the pavement before turning away to climb on Crimson’s saddle.

I set my jaw. What was Laurent planning?

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