All Chapters of Trust In Love: A Love Mark Romance: Chapter 21 - Chapter 30

Farrow had grown silent and he’d drawn tightly within himself. Over an hour had passed since we’d left the mage’s camp, and the pleasantly loopy man he’d been when I’d shoved him onto his horse was no more.Now, he had his hands buried in Mint’s mane, and his fists were clenched so hard that his knuckles turned white.He gave me a sharp “no” every time I questioned him, asking if he was in pain, but how could I believe he wasn’t? Sweat coursed down his face and bare chest in rivulets, and he panted as if he couldn’t catch any air. His skin was flushed and eyes dazed as he glanced around himself with a drugged kind of agony.The man was most certainly tormented.I don’t know why he was being so stubborn and denying it.My first instinct was to just kiss him and end his ailments, but since Mydera knew he was my true love, I had a bad feeling she’d instilled some kind of counteractive magic to prevent me from healing whatever this was.What if kissing him made things worse? I didn’t

I woke the next morning to the sound of a campfire snapping and the scent of meat cooking on a spit. My stomach clenched, desiring food.Feeling deliciously rested and worked over nicely, I smiled and stretched before sitting up and shoving my hair out of my face, scanning the camp for Farrow. He stood at the horses, fully dressed for a day of riding and tied the last of our saddle bags into place.As if sensing my gaze, he glanced over.Remorse flashed in his eyes.Dropping his hands from his task, he turned to me, his expression smoothing out flat and blank. “We need to get back on the road. We’ve lost a full day of travel.”Disappointment echoed through me.“Okay.” Nodding, I pushed to my feet and padded toward him. “But the aphrodisiac?” I asked, even though I already knew.“Gone,” he said, his eyes darkening.“So, now you finally regret it?” I guessed dully, stopping in front of him. Now that he was back in his own frame of mind, of course he regretted tupping me. “You reg

I continued to hold Farrow long after he fell asleep, running my fingers through his hair and pressing my lips to his temple. Occasionally, his arms would tighten around my waist and he’d draw me closer to him.He shuddered once, and I murmured, “Shh. It’s okay. I’m here.”Almost immediately, he settled.I tipped my face against his and released a breath, wondering what he was dreaming about. Something today had really spooked him. I didn’t want to be vain and assume that almost losing me had made him realize how important I was becoming to him, but I kind of think that’s exactly what had happened.“It’s okay,” I repeated softly. “You didn’t lose me. I’m right here.”He relaxed even more. Closing my eyes, I did too, and I murmured, “I love you,” to his sleeping form.He sighed in peace.With a smile touching my lips, I let sleep claim me as well. Farrow had been right. No matter how much today had set us back, we were still alive and going forward. We were still together.At th

I had no idea how to get home. I just knew which direction Farrow and I had been going, so I went the exact opposite way.He had re-applied his skin concealer to my tattoo the night before, and as long as I didn’t fall into another river, I thought it should stay in place for a day or two longer before beginning to rub off. After that, I’d have to hope keeping my cape up over my head would hide it enough, because it’d take three or four more days to reach the Far Shore border. At least.Glancing back, I almost expected to see Farrow charging after me. But I was alone in the trees.Trying not to think about him, I turned forward again and kept walking. I wasn’t going to worry about leaving him there, chained to a tree. He’d find the key and be free soon enough.Except worst-case scenarios kept plaguing me. What if ruffians—like the archers—showed up before he found the key, and they robbed or killed him or both? What if wild animals scented him and attacked? What if—Argh!“He’ll

My shoulders fell with relief. Thank God. At least Sable was still alive.“I’ll let you look upon her, and then you will receive your just punishment,” my father said, the volume of his voice growing with each word as his ire increased. “I’ll spill your guts all over this floor, and I’ll send the hogs in to piss on them. No one thinks to betray me and gets away with it. No one makes a fool of me. Damn you, I’d already sent a raven message to Donnelly, letting them think I had their princess in possession. I demanded their full cooperation if they ever wanted her back alive.”I shrugged, smirking slightly because it seemed I had made a fool of him after all, hadn’t I? “I guess you shouldn’t have counted all your chickens before they hatched, Your Majesty.”“Why, you cocky, insufferable whelp.” His hands fisted. “You will die,” he seethed. “I will watch the life drain from your body. Just as soon as I watch the expression on your face as she dies.”When he pointed, I whirled around t