The Assassin: (Mortal Beloved Time Travel Romance, #2) by DuMond Pamela

Author:DuMond, Pamela [DuMond, Pamela]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Publisher: Pamela DuMond
Published: 2015-07-05T04:00:00+00:00

~ nineteen ~

We entered a royal courtyard shaped like a rectangle. A thin, shallow reflecting pool was situated in its center. Prince Pedro paced maniacally and I tried my best to keep up with him.

A guard stood to the side and pretended not to watch our every move.

“I need a few moments or lifetimes away from these people, away from the craziness,” Prince Pedro said. “I need respite from my mess of a life.”

My heart went out to the man; his eyes were red, his hair needed to be combed, and his face was ashen. He looked about as terrible as I probably did, when I woke up on the cellar floor.

“The first time I laid eyes on Inêz was almost fifteen years ago at my betrothal celebration to my former wife, Lady Constanza of Castile. I entered the grand hall, heard the music, saw the brilliant gowns, the guards on alert, and the magnificent festivities. My parents looked happy and content for the first time in years. And I thought I could make this work. After all, the majority of princes are required to marry for political purposes.”

“I read about that in Euro History Class,” I said and immediately cringed.

“What?”

“It’s common knowledge amongst historians from your various classes. My great uncle was Romani, yet fancied himself to be a historian,” I said and peered at my feet.

“Interesting. I have heard similar tales from several of my gypsy servants,” he said.

“Please continue, Your Highness,” I said. “Tell me more about when you met Inêz.”

His face softened. “My eyes lit on all the beautiful ladies, the ones in the most ornate gowns, the richest jewelry, until they came to rest on one woman who was rather simply attired but would always stand out from the crowd—Inêz de Castro. I fear I was smitten, and did not even notice Princess Constanza of Castile until Jorge shoved his elbow in my ribs and whispered that I was eyeing a lady-in-waiting, not a princess.”

“If you knew you had to marry Constanza, why did you pursue Inêz?” I asked.

“I had no choice. We had a kind of crazy love that poets wrote about. She called it ‘Até o fim do mundo... Until the end of the world’ kind of love. My father banished Inêz and sent her back to Galicia. I married Constanza, but longed for Inêz every moment of my existence. I had her brought back. Constanza conspired against her. I don’t blame her really. And yet, we couldn’t help but be together. I felt terrible when Constanza died so shortly after giving birth to our son. I truly did. But in a way, I was relieved. Now I could be with Inêz, marry her. Except my father would not allow it. She wanted to marry in secret. We were together for fifteen years before these jackals took her from me.”

“I know what it feels like to lose someone you love. It was my honor to help your children and give you a reading,” I said.

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