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The King was to pay them a visit soon. Harald Einarsson was between wives, but reputed to be bear-like, foul-mouthed and cruel. Hopefully a pregnant former Vercian royal turned slave would be beneath his notice, though not as far as a tumble was concerned. When Gifu had explained the meaning of that word, she had felt her face burn, which it seldom did around other women.She supposed that was something she had to thank Daphne for growing up, apart from her readiness to take up the mantle of queenship once more, something she had apparently never relinquished. Whether that was through scheming or a kind of generosity, she truly did not know and could not second-guess.All Miriam knew was it freed her to make the best and only choice possible if and when Ketil asked her again.“I did not know how to tell you,” she confessed, as they walked hand-in-hand along the small, sand and pebble beach. The tide was out, though not far, and the distant mountains looked icy, despite the season. Nor
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Daphne had discovered the ideal bedmate in Sigurd. She could trust not only to his discretion but also that he would not take advantage of her sudden and unexpected wish to be restrained. Was that to banish her demons? He performed best in playful mood, as he was now, though she was thinking of introducing something new to the mix: role play. He could be whatever he suggested: over-eager suitor, jealous husband, would-be rapist, just so long as it was as rough as she preferred and no more.In turn she could be a shocked virgin, unfaithful wife or slut who was asking for it. She drew the line at wearing her nun’s habit. Some things were sacrosanct.They were continuing to be careful, meaning that sometimes he fucked her mouth or withdrew before spilling his seed. She liked it best when his tongue slid between her legs and she felt his manly beard on her inner thighs. Far too many of her ‘lovers’ had been foppish and prurient. He treated her like a woman and never failed to hold her clo
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“When we are in bed together, I think of other men.”The confession rocked him. Sigurd stared down into those knowing hazel eyes, his lips hardening even as the burgeoning life in his manhood dwindled.“Who?” he demanded. He pounded the goose down pillow. “When?” Another punch. “Why?”“Release me, and I’ll tell all.”“How could you, Dee?”“Another question.” She tutted, sitting up and hugging her knees. There had been nothing to untie, only his body was caging her in on this occasion. At least, it had been.“Tell me,” he urged, seizing her cheeks in a grip which hurt.“Aren’t you going to punish me?” she managed, though her voice sounded strained.“I ought to,” he growled, releasing her in a way which indicated he wouldn't.She goaded him. “The Emir was an exceptional lover.” Sigurd reeled back before slapping her face, a ringing blow which hurt. “Not there,” she hissed, scrambling off the unfamiliar bed and bending over, her hands clutching her ankles.“Why tell me this now?” he dema
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Men were starting to wander in and out, including an abashed-looking Toby. Ruth whisked her skirts aside and considered all the housekeeping duties which awaited. “Let’s get out of here,” Sigurd said. She felt rather wicked in those moments. This was the Queen’s lover. Her face softened. Daphne was undeniably lovely when her mood was good, with her shoulder-length fair hair and those eyes which tended to adapt to the colour of the gown she was wearing. Her mouth was too often set in a thin line and her nose was over long, but at least the latter was straight and complemented the chin she had inherited from her father in its sharpness. As a result, the former Princess Royal always dressed boldly, and little had changed in that respect now that she was Queen. Her deportment was a byword in public, unlike what Ruth had too often witnessed in private. Should she tell him, disclose the truth – or did Sigurd already know? Certainly, he would be aware of some of it. “I need to be back in
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Sigurd was waiting for a woman, though not in his usual place. He had not idled there for some time. This was different in any case. Not even Orm knew what he was about.He felt like there had been an almighty shift in his feelings since his adoptive sister came back into his life and breezed out again, even if he had been the one pushing her away. His liaison with the Queen was both dangerous and exciting, though it seemed as if she were on the point of unravelling yet again.Lateness was a given, owing to the nature of her role within the castle. Maybe she would not turn up at all. It really wouldn’t matter. If even the village was off limits, they were bound to run into each other again. There really was no place to hide.Sigurd hoped his news would meet with some sort of approval. You never could tell with a female like this, outside his normal scope. If he had to liken her to anyone, it would be Miriam. Her sweetness, her sense of justice, the awkwardness around him. He was hopin
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Ketil laughed out loud when Magnus told him what Miriam had taxed him about.“She thought Ruth had a crush on you, when Sigurd was around all the time?”“Your lady didn’t find it absurd.”“Anyone with eyes … No, maybe not,” he amended, not wanting to incur his uncle’s wrath after having dented his pride by labouring the point. “Sig will be offended, too.”“How so?”He chose not to answer, knowing his uncle had already worked it out.Instead, he said, “Ruth was confused about her feelings, I know that much. I’ve been meaning to ask, why didn’t one of you manage to wrest her from Daphne? That was the plan, wasn’t it?” While he already suspected what had happened, it would be good to have it confirmed. Magnus would not lie.“Her High and Mightiness would not release her. She said something about not allowing us to despoil her after all she had been through to ensure that didn’t happen. And Ruth seemed happy to remain with her.”“So, she didn’t just save Miriam? Maybe we have done her a d
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Daphne had received Lord Hubert in her chamber as planned. And then things had begun to change. She did not miss the predatory look in his eye as he took in her inappropriate outfit. Another one to be scratched off the list, she supposed. Why had she been given to understand he preferred to sleep with men when he was ogling her like that? “Forgive my unusual attire,” she told him, extending a bare arm, “I have been rehearsing a play.” “No doubt you were cast in the starring role,” he murmured, touching his lips to the back of her hand. She felt a frisson of something and told herself she had not yet come down from her high. Though that was hardly the case given the way she and Sigurd had parted. Or, rather, he had left her in that embarrassing and unsatisfied position. She wriggled her shoulders before moving across to the window seat. It was probably unconventional, but wasn’t that the kind of relationship she was hoping for? “I sent for you and apparently forgot all about it. How
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Astrid excelled at mock fighting. She even had her own sword, Shatter, and had made friends with young women who were of an age to remember her from before but, strangely, didn’t. Had she been so different as a fourteen year old? Rolf seemed to think so. Unwisely, she had lain with him, simply because she had drunk too much ale and he had been pursuing her for ages. Now, it seemed, he wanted more and had even proposed an encounter with that middle-aged slave of his, the kind she knew too much about and didn’t want to repeat again. Ketil would probably be furious if he knew, which was why she hadn’t told him. She was only grateful he was looking after her welfare to such an extent that he wanted her out of the way when King Harald came to his demesne. It was a shame she would miss the wedding, but it would be good to see Eirik again, this time in the community close to the mountains she had heard so much about. Magnus was coming, too. It would be an opportunity to confide in him. No-
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So this was how her last night with Ketil was going to be spent, with them both miserable and not even a loving kiss to temper her heartache. There was no going back now. In true Norse fashion she really had burned her boats. Miriam turned over, hugging the pillow. Once she had taken such a thing for granted. Yet the time spent without one had been so much more – enlightening. “Please say you will come for a visit when the snows melt.” “No.” It was an unfamiliar growl. “Ketil, this is hard enough without you behaving like this.” “Did your vows mean so little, Miriam?” That stung. “You know how to wound.” She wiped away a stray tear, determined to show no weakness. Her resolve was already crumbling, but he wasn’t to know that. “Go to sleep,” he said. “You will need all your strength tomorrow.” Something in his voice set her wondering. Miriam supposed she was merely clutching at straws. “You do not command me,” she told him, her eyes wide open. Moving onto her back in a huff
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It was the hardest conversation yet but somehow she came through it, feeling virtuous and heartsick at the same time.“You know I am right, Ketil,” she said. “I was born to do this.”She could tell he didn’t like it.“Why now, Miriam?” he ground out. “Do you tire of me and wish for another? That noble husband I once promised to help you find.”“No, my love. There has only ever been you and I wish for no other. But King Hubert is losing public opinion. The people want a Feltspar. I owe it to Queen Eleanor.”“Well, that’s something at least,” he grumbled. “No debt of gratitude is owed to King Gregory, by any of us.”“I have to set right some of the wrongs he did. For her sake.”“You may think that, but I’m not so sure the King would welcome interference.”“He has already stated his approval.”“You sounded him out first? Miriam, sometimes I could strangle you.”“I – I didn’t want you to change my mind for me before I told him of my proposal,” she faltered, hating the fact that the old st
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The fight was already under way when the two of them emerged into the light. Something was off about her husband’s stance and yet he was more than holding his own against a man who had spent his life pampered and indulged. It almost seemed as if Ketil were toying with him. That couldn’t be right. This was important.“Aunt Astrid’s brilliant, isn’t she? Better than half the men.”Trust Tyr to decipher what she could not. And where then was he, the love of her life? Not with Ragnar, who was giving a slow handclap. The gloves were new and she guessed he was becoming self-conscious about his deformity these days.Miriam held up her hand and asked for them to cease their duel.“There is no need now Tyr is free.”Expecting her cousin to back her, she was surprised to hear him say, “This matter needs to be put before the court.”She supposed it was only right that justice be served.“Will this take long? If a jury is to be sought then it could take weeks and we need to set sail for home befo
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It was so much colder down in the dungeon. Miriam was concentrating so hard on not falling off the steps – the rope handrails had long since rotted away – that some of the fear for her first-born went unexamined. She longed for Ketil to scoop her up in his arms and carry her, even though she knew it would not be seemly. Even in the royal court long ago he had afforded her the dignity of walking.What had Mistress Ford said? Things were not as black as she had foreseen. Then why had Beyla experienced false pain? They had always been a close family. Her own legs were trembling and one look at her husband’s set face had shown her he was not himself.“What’s happening? I got here as soon as I could.”Sigurd. Just hearing his voice brought her a measure of relief. They had shared so much that was bad in the past. Surely she could come through this, as well?“It’s the King,” Njord told him. “It appears he has gone mad.”Thank God for that sensible, calm and competent young man. Whatever his
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When they reached the palace as quickly as it was possible to do, Beyla feared that Njord would tell her to go to her room and bar herself in, admitting no-one. Instead he sought out her father with her in tow only for them to receive the worst kind of news. It seemed her brother was missing.The last possible sighting appeared to have been of him heading towards the edge of the cliff.“Tyr wouldn’t jump,” she said. “Not even if a thousand Celias changed their mind about marrying him.”“It was her family who objected to the match,” the Jarl corrected. “I thought all such prejudice was over and done with. Apparently not.”“Can you be certain it was him? I mean, Tyr’s a skilful climber. He might just have wanted some breathing space.”“That’s just it, Njord. One moment he was there, a speck on the horizon, the next he had vanished. I – I fear the worst.”Impulsively, Beyla hugged her mother. “If anything had happened to him, we would know.” She put a hand to her chest. “In here.”The ha
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The day started out poorly and soon deteriorated with one exception. Miriam had begun to pack her things together but the idea was unappealing somehow. She felt restless and desired to be outdoors. Something was telling her there was a price still to be paid. Happiness was always costly in one way or another.Reassuring herself that Ketil was still on the mend brought its own unlooked for rewards and she lost herself in the bliss of their lovemaking for a while. Even so, she was on high alert like a mother hen for her chicks when the fox came to the henhouse. The notion that it was already here, once lodged in her head, would not go away.Was Beyla still under threat? Surely not Tyr? Could there be trouble back home in Eggsor? Magnus would have sent word if so and she didn’t mean the new King of Svedland.Considering Celia, who was seldom far from her thoughts if truth be known, Miriam realised how little she knew about her future daughter-in-law. Her first-born son loved her wholehea
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Two whole days had passed and she was eager to be going home. Her mother had grilled her thoroughly about her ordeal and Beyla had been keen to emphasise that perhaps Kaan hadn’t done too much wrong. That had led Aunt Astrid to let out an oath and pretend to look out of the window slit.“I don’t have a silly crush on him,” she said. “He’s not my type.”That was when she realised there was someone behind her and she whirled, only to find herself wrapped in her father’s welcome embrace.“Our child has become a woman without us noticing, Miriam.”“You, maybe. I knew a while ago,” her lady mother retorted.As usual, she didn’t understand the wordless look which passed between them and heated those plumper than ever cheeks. Would she gain weight when she reached that ripe old age? Hopefully not. Njord would have nothing to do with her then. He might even fall out of love with her.She was seeing him later by the stables, though no-one knew. How they felt about each other was scarcely a sec
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When Miriam sought an audience with the King, Ruth was already prostrated before him. She didn’t have to cudgel her brains too hard to work out the reason why. Her own mission was on similar lines, but she wasn’t about to cut in given the impressive nature of this heartfelt plea.She felt pleased, too, that Jenna had sought to inform her in advance of her fellow housekeeper’s plan, even if Ketil had grumbled about the intrusion into their personal time.King Hubert’s face was impassive, though she thought she saw a softening as he looked down at the housekeeper. Her hard work was a byword, she had never given a moment’s trouble and it wasn’t as if her husband’s fatal attack on the Prince was unprovoked.“Get up, Mistress Olafsson,” he said, after a time. “I am sure those flagstones are cold and uncomfortable.”“I care naught for that, Your Majesty,” she replied.“Then I fear I must make it a command,” he told her, beckoning to Miriam with a crook of his fingers.For some reason she th
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It was Kaan who stood there, an imposing figure in his long robe. The fact that his curved scimitar was exposed was not lost on either Beyla or her tormentor.“What is the meaning of this intrusion?”The bluster cut no ice with the Emperor of the Desert.“This farce has gone far enough,” he said.Beyla’s head was whirling. Had he sold her, or not?“Please, help me,” she begged, just to be on the safe side.“Has he hurt you, little one?”“No, but he was going to make me do humiliating things,” she said, trying her best to cover her body.If only she had more than one pair of hands!“Come here, Beyla. The sale’s off,” he said to the bewildered would-be purchaser.“By whose authority?”When he gave his full name and title the man in question beat a hasty retreat.“I’m not going anywhere with you,” she dared, backing away.Just then, there was a commotion further down the passage. When the door burst open to reveal a stocky man with ice-blue eyes, Beyla believed she was dreaming.“What’s
