Seducing a Spy by Emmaline Warden

Author:Emmaline Warden
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Historical, Romance
Publisher: Emmaline Warden LLC
Published: 2023-08-25T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

“Bloody fucking hell!” Ronan roared as his wound was filled with fire. His bastard of a valet, Turner, would be getting the sack as soon as he put Ronan to rights. The fiend rinsed the wound with whiskey, purportedly on the directions of Eloise’s doctor, who just so happened to not be a doctor at all.

The physician had sent a directive on how to care for his injury, along with a salve to keep infection at bay. The pot reeked of cow dung and looked similar to vomit. He was certain Turner enjoyed every moment of watching his master laid low by a stab wound.

When Turner refilled the cup to cleanse the wound once more, Ronan growled at him. “If you come near me again, I’ll skewer you.”

Turner rolled his eyes but set the cup aside in favour of the bowl of steaming water and a bar of soap. “My lord, Mrs. Delacroix’s physician clearly stated that we must cleanse the wound thrice with spirits.”

“Mrs. Delacroix’s physician was just being flippant. I’m certain the third time is unnecessary. Clean it and apply the salve, and then leave me in peace. I’ve had enough of your fluttering about.”

“I’d forgotten how utterly disagreeable you become when ill,” his valet said.

“You risk your job if you continue with your impertinence.”

“Whatever shall I do if I’m not valet to the most impossible lord in London? Why, I’m certain I would celebrate for a week.”

“That can be arranged.” Ronan smiled at the man, but his valet only shook his head.

“One can only hope,” Turner said, wiping away the suds that had accumulated over Ronan’s stitches.

As he opened the pot of salve, Turner’s nose turned up and he gagged, causing Ronan to laugh, before groaning in agony. “Just get on with it. The faster you apply it, the less you’ll have to smell it.” Ronan covered his mouth and nose with his hand, desperate to minimise the foul stench.

“The reek will seep into my fingers, following me around all day. I’ll be the laughingstock of the household. Mrs. Brown will kick me out and have me eat luncheon in the stables with the rest of the animals.”

“Bloody hell,” Ronan said, snatching the pot from his valet. “I’ll do it. Take your fragile self out of here before I smear this putrid paste on your pristine waistcoat.”

Turner hurried out the door before Ronan could change his mind. Taking a sizable scoop of the potent concoction, Ronan spread it across his wound, sucking in a breath at the pain. Placing the lid on the pot, he set it down on the side table, grabbed up his pillow, and placed it over his mouth. Screaming into the cotton-covered down, Ronan gripped the pillow with desperation.

“Did I come at a bad time?” said a voice next to him.

Ronan ripped the pillow from his face to shout at the intruder, but swallowed the sound as Eloise raised a brow at him. Her blonde hair was pulled up on top of her head and her stunning figure was cloaked in a grey spencer.

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