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Bliss shrugged. “Then what is there to worry about?”
“You wound me, woman,” he said half-jokingly. “You’re telling me you don’t desire me?”
Bliss smiled and stepped closer, to teasingly trace circles on his bare chest, as she said, “This is not the time or place for us to make love.”
He grabbed her hand and yanked her up against him. “But we do make love, don’t we?”
“It seems to be our fate.”
“When?”
“I don’t know,” she said.
“Soon. It must be soon,” he said with a grin.
“It will come to pass no doubt. But what will follow I do not know.” Bliss slipped out of his grasp, though, took his hand, and walked to the bed.
They climbed in, and Bliss rested her back to Trey’s chest. It was the only way they could fit in the narrow bed, unless they lay on top of each other ... not a wise choice.
Bliss was asleep in no time.
Trey wasn’t. He lay there, his eyes wide open and unable to sleep.
It pleased him to know that they would make love though he had already assumed they would. The attraction was strong between them and could not be denied or avoided. What troubled him was her remark about not knowing what followed. He certainly knew what would follow.
They would remain husband and wife.
Chapter 9
They left early the next morning. Bliss had woken before Trey and thought it prudent that she slip out of bed before he stirred. Not that she wanted to. She had been comfortably snug in his arms and wished she could have remained so. But she had felt her desire for him spark, and though she knew their coupling was inevitable, she wasn’t ready just yet. She didn’t know why. It simply didn’t seem the right time.
Disappointment was evident in his eyes when he woke and found the spot beside him empty. He had looked even more frustrated when he had seen her standing in front of the hearth fully dressed. He had been quick to don his garments after that and hasten them on their way.
They had spoken little since then. Busy thoughts, and no doubt similar ones, had kept them both occupied, though Bliss had noticed how vigilant Trey had remained, keeping a watchful eye on their surroundings. She didn’t need her ability to know that he had no intentions of being caught off guard again.
And this time he wasn’t.
He whispered to her, “Someone follows.”
“Aye, it’s Roan, and he’ll join us soon enough.”
“You knew? And what keeps him from making himself known?”
“Once we stepped on Pict land, we were watched. Our people are cautious about our safety,” she said. “He’ll show himself soon enough.”
“Is there anything else I should know?”
The thought came suddenly. “Aye, I believe I am needed.” Bliss hoped it wasn’t in regard to her friend Dolca, for she sensed it was serious. She grew anxious as she waited for Roan to appear since, try as she might, she could sense nothing beyond that. She only knew the news was not good.
“You’re worried,” Trey said. “Is it your friend?”
She had no time to respond. Roan appeared and hurried toward her. She let go of Trey’s hand and rushed to meet the tall Pict halfway.
“What’s wrong?” she demanded, her hands grabbing his forearms.
The vision hit her hard,a young lad laid out in final repose.
“I’m too late,” she said, her heart swelling with sorrow for the lad who could have been no more than five years.
