Winterbourne
“Mumbling her thanks, she accepted the walking stick but shrank from the sympathy she saw reflected in the knight's kind gray eyes.
"Mayhap it would be better, my lady, if you did not come down to where the men are practicing with their weapons," he said gently. "Some tend to get a little rough." "So it would seem." Her gaze traveled involuntarily to where Jaufre's black stallion disappeared through the iron gate. Bitter envy and resentment surged through her. How pleasant it must be to leap... on one's horse and just ride away from a humiliating situation. She touched a finger to lips yet tender from the heated embrace; anger and embarrassment churned inside her, mingled with a small twinge of fear at her own boldness.
How much of her feelings for Jaufre had she permitted to show in those few unguarded moments? Enough for the earl to have regarded her with scorn, sneering his disapproval over her "wantonness." She had dared to offer him only a small part of her affections, and even that he had rejected.MoreLess
"Mayhap it would be better, my lady, if you did not come down to where the men are practicing with their weapons," he said gently. "Some tend to get a little rough." "So it would seem." Her gaze traveled involuntarily to where Jaufre's black stallion disappeared through the iron gate. Bitter envy and resentment surged through her. How pleasant it must be to leap... on one's horse and just ride away from a humiliating situation. She touched a finger to lips yet tender from the heated embrace; anger and embarrassment churned inside her, mingled with a small twinge of fear at her own boldness.
How much of her feelings for Jaufre had she permitted to show in those few unguarded moments? Enough for the earl to have regarded her with scorn, sneering his disapproval over her "wantonness." She had dared to offer him only a small part of her affections, and even that he had rejected.MoreLess
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