Where's My Hero? by Lisa Kleypas & Julia Quinn & Kinley Mcgregor

Author:Lisa Kleypas & Julia Quinn & Kinley Mcgregor [Kleypas, Lisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2011-11-25T23:58:52+00:00

Chapter 4

"Pardon?" Kenna asked, unable to fathom what Stryder had just said.

With any luck, she'd gone deaf this afternoon and had misheard him.

Unfortunately, she wasn't so fortunate.

Malcolm smiled. "We are very proud of you, cousin. An English champion will make a fine alliance for our family. You

have chosen very wisely for your husband."

Kenna struggled desperately to maintain composure. She dared a quick glance at Simon, who stood as still as a statue.

There wasn't a single clue as to his mood, except for the angry tic in his jaw and the pain in his eyes.

"Majesty," she said, amazed at how level her voice sounded, given the fact that what she wanted to do was run screaming

from the room. "Might I have a word with you in private?"

Malcolm hesitated.

"Now, please?" She pressed.

To her relief, he agreed. They were shown to a small antechamber just off the Great Hall, where they could speak without being overheard.

But to her further chagrin, King Henry came with them.

When Stryder tried to join their company, she put her foot down and banished him from the room.

If only she could do the same with Henry.

Not that it mattered. She refused to marry Stryder. Such a thing wouldn't be fair to either one of them now that she knew

the truth.

"What is wrong?" Malcolm asked as soon as the three of them were sequestered.

Kenna took a deep breath and blurted out her desire. "I've no wish to marry Stryder of Blackmoor."

The two kings exchanged shocked looks.

"Caledonia assured us that you loved the earl," Malcolm said. "That you have spoken of nothing but him for months now."

She bristled uncomfortably. "I was wrong."

She cringed a bit more as the words came out sounding more like a question than a statement of fact.

"Wrong?" Henry repeated. "Lady, are you daft?"

Malcolm arched a regal brow at the harshness of the older king. "Our cousin is quite sound. Perhaps there is a flaw with

your champion."

Henry scoffed. "Our champion is undefeated. Test his steel yourself and you shall see that none can touch him in prowess.

We assure you, the flaw is not with Stryder."

"Please, Majesties," she said before they started a war over this. "I beg you not to fight. There is nothing wrong with Lord Stryder or myself, it's just—"

"You love someone else." It was Henry who spoke.

Kenna looked away.

"Is this true?" Malcolm demanded.

She nodded.

Her cousin sighed as he considered that. "And who is this man?"

She choked on the answer, too afraid that by speaking his name she might do him harm.

But then she didn't have to say it. Henry did. "Simon of Ravenswood. It is why the two of you were together."

Silence rang in the room for what seemed an eternity. Kenna had no idea what to say. She was terrified of doing anything that might cause Simon to get into trouble for her actions.

"Kenna?" Malcolm's voice was deep and calm.

She met Malcolm's gaze levelly.

"What say you about this man?"

"I do love Simon, Majesty."

Malcolm's gaze turned steely. Speculative. "And again We ask you, who is this Simon of Ravenswood? Is he someone

of rank or privilege?"

Henry shook his head.

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