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“Tell me.”
“For some reason the prophecy about the true king kept ringing in my head this evening. I don’t know why, but it wouldn’t leave my thoughts.”
“It is a myth many people find comfort in repeating,” Reeve said. “It gives them hope of a better day, a better future.”
“It does more than that,” Tara said. “It gives a hint as to the identity of the true king.”
That had Reeve sitting up. “What do you mean?”
Tara sat up beside him, the soft wool blanket dropping away to reveal her lovely breasts, but she noticed that Reeve didn’t pay any heed to her breasts as he usually did. Anytime they were in front of him, he couldn’t keep his hands or mouth off them, and here he was ignoring her bosoms. His wide eyes were focused on her face, and that was an indicator that what she had been thinking might just prove true, and so she proceeded to find out.
“It’s very visible. Anyone could see it,” she insisted.
“What?” he snapped. “What could they see?”
“Listen. Hear it yourself,” she said softly, and began to recite. “When summer touches winter and the snow descends. The reign of the false king begins to end. Four warriors ride together and then divide. Among them the true king hides. When he meets death on his own. That is when he reclaims the throne.”
Reeve shook his head. “I see nothing that hints at the true king’s identity.”
“Nothing?” she asked, shaking her own head.
“Nothing at all,” he confirmed, falling back against the pillow and taking her with him to cover him.
Tara frowned, resting her elbow on his chest and her chin in her hand. “It seems so obvious to me.”
“Forget it. There’s nothing there,” he said, his hands beginning to explore her.
“But there is,” she said, her soft tone suddenly changing to a forceful one as she repeated. “Four warriorsride together.”
His hands abruptly stopped exploring, and he stared at her.
“Want to tell me something?”
“There’s nothing to tell,” Reeve insisted.
“Then let me tell you what I think.” She didn’t wait for him to agree. “Four men were raised as brothers to protect the true king and to help him claim the throne. What better way to make certain that the true king was protected than to raise him in the bosom of loving and protective brothers? They would not only fight for the king, their brother, they would also die for him. And so four young lads were raised together, the true king among them. The four warriors are the four lads raised as brothers. The four brothers are you, Duncan, Bryce, and Trey, which means ...”
She waited to see if he would finish it, and when he didn’t, she did. “One of you is the true king.”
He groaned and shook his head.
“Don’t try to deny it. I know I’m right.” Her smile grew.
“You know nothing,” he said.
“I know, but I willsaynothing, or don’t you trust me?” she asked with a tinge of disappointment.
Reeve’s arms went around her. “I trust. It’s just that it’s a difficult burden to carry.”
Tara laughed. “I carried a far heavier burden.”
“Precisely, I don’t want you to carry another.”
“We carry it together as you did with mine,” she said.
He nodded. “I see the wisdom of that, and it would be nice to finally share it with someone I can trust as Duncan did with Mercy.”
“She knows who the true king is?”
