Spectre of the Sword
“Rhys’ family was no where to be found; when he had returned from Llandogo with de Lohr in tow, Rhett had made some excuse to the family and they had all fled. Rhys was glad; he didn’t want them to be privy to the chaos unfolding. He commended his decision to tell his uncle everything.
“She is a beautiful woman,” David’s quiet voice interrupted his tumultuous thoughts. “’Tis not as if we blame you. But on a mission of this importance….”
Rhys put up a quelling hand. “I am well aware of the mission,” he said. “I am also well aware of what is at stake, of who she is, of who I am, and everything else that pertains to this task. I’m not an idiot, David.”
“Nay, you are not,”
Lawrence said from across the room. “But you have crossed the line.”
Rhys’ head snapped up, the brilliant blue eyes blazing. “And how would you know that?” he snapped in an uncharacteristic show of emotion. “How would you know anything of what has transpired over the past several days?”
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