Twin Passions
“He turned to face her beneath the gabled entrance and drew her to him. "'Tis a festive night, Anora, and meant to be enjoyed," he murmured in her ear, loud enough so only she could hear his words. "Let us do so, and forget what passed between us in my chamber." His lips brushed lightly against her own. Then he nodded to one of the Viking guards, who pushed open the heavy doors.
Warmed by his words, Gwendolyn felt her spirits rise as they stepped into the hall. Aye, she could forget . . . for no...w, she thought, her eyes widening at the merry scene that greeted them.
The long main room was ablaze with light. At least a hundred torches burned brightly from polished wall sconces, casting everything in a golden glow. Green pine boughs were festooned around the thick, carved pillars, their fresh, spicy fragrance melding with the mouthwatering aromas of roasted meat turning on the spits above the central fireplaces.
The Vikings' love of fine clothes and elaborate jewelry was much in evidence this night, as warriors and their wives milled about dressed in their very best.MoreLess
Warmed by his words, Gwendolyn felt her spirits rise as they stepped into the hall. Aye, she could forget . . . for no...w, she thought, her eyes widening at the merry scene that greeted them.
The long main room was ablaze with light. At least a hundred torches burned brightly from polished wall sconces, casting everything in a golden glow. Green pine boughs were festooned around the thick, carved pillars, their fresh, spicy fragrance melding with the mouthwatering aromas of roasted meat turning on the spits above the central fireplaces.
The Vikings' love of fine clothes and elaborate jewelry was much in evidence this night, as warriors and their wives milled about dressed in their very best.MoreLess
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