“I never asked for it to be
your duty! Never! I am perfectly capable of taking care
of myself.”
“Yes, that’s why you have
big black bruises on both of your thighs,” Erick quipped.
“No, that’s why I’m still
alive!”
“Why would you be trying to
get back in the castle?” He shook his head with obvious confusion.
Dei looked down at the stone
ledge they were standing on. She
could feel the bruises on her legs through the wet dress. They were swollen and hard to the touch
of her hands. More than those, she
was in constant pain from the salt water penetrating the wounds on her
back. She was cold and barefoot,
having left her boots in the upper cave.
Her feet were scratched from climbing and pulling them both out of the
water and up onto the ledge and he was mad about a couple of bruises! He didn’t know the half of what her
drenched dress was hiding from view.
“What’s another beating,
when you have had as many as I have.”
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Oooh! I love this!!! Sounds like a story right up my alley. I may write paranormal, but I love historical fiction like that! :)
ReplyDeleteThank you! I'm so glad you liked it Deena ;-))
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