“I think I truly wanted him to, though I expected him sooner than this, but I should have known better. He would want to take from me what I took from him.”
“He will try again,” Heather said and shuddered at the thought.
Rhys felt her shiver against him, and he held her close, wishing he could hold her even tighter but worried that he would cause her pain. “He can try and come for you, but you will not be here.”
“What do you mean?” she asked anxiously.
“As soon as you are fit to travel, we will leave for your home.”
“My home is where you are,” she said on a yawn, then smiled.
“Then you will be home, for I will be with you. Now no more talk, you need to rest.”
“One more thing.”
Rhys agreed with a nod.
“What do you keep locked in the room on the upper floor?”
“Get well and I will show you.”
CHAPTER 30
Heather let out a happy screech when her two sisters entered her bedchamber and she tried to scramble out of bed.
“No, No,” Emma scolded, hurrying over to her. “You must stay abed at least for today.” She settled Heather back in bed, and then gave her a huge hug.
Patience pushed her aside. “Let me get to her, and she looks fine to me. She should get up so we can take her home.” She gave Heather a tight hug.
“Easy, she is still sore,” Emma admonished.
Patience shook her finger at Emma, though looked at Heather. “Listen to her, telling me what to do. It has been like this since she has been with child.”
Heather smiled, shaking her head at her sisters who were the same as ever. “I have missed you both so much. You are feeling well, Emma?”
The two sisters sat on either side of her on the bed.
“I am fine, we both have missed you and have worried terribly about you,” Emma said.
“Has the Dragon treated you good,” Patience asked.
Without hesitation or qualm and with a smile spreading across her face, she said, “I have fallen in love with him.”
Patience scowled. “You barely know him.”
“You do look happy,” Emma said.
“Stop encouraging her,” Patience scolded.
“Stop encouraging her to be happy?” Emma asked incredulously.
“He is the Dark Dragon,” Patience said as if it was insane to even consider the thought of loving him.
“He is Quinn,” Heather said, and her sisters’ heads turned in unison to stare at her in shock. “The Dark Dragon is Quinn.”
“It is the fever,” Patience said to Emma.
Heather laughed. “It is a long story and one I do not know if he wishes to share, but I give you my word...he is Quinn.”
