Page 75 of Loved By a Warrior


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“Truly,” he said. “We will find a solution together.”

She flung herself at him, her arms wrapping around him. “You truly are a man of honor.”

He cringed. “If you knew what I was thinking, you would not say that.”

She chuckled. “Then we are thinking the same.”

He laughed and hugged her tight. “I am lucky to have found you.”

Before Tara could respond, the keep door opened, and Duncan called out, “You best hurry. Between Bryce and Mercy, there won’t be any food left for you.”

Reeve could see how relieved Tara was when they joined his family at the table and saw that Mercy’s appetite had returned, and color now flooded her face. Mara let them know that Trey continued to rest comfortably though he had yet to fully wake, and Rand’s fever had broken, and he was eagerly drinking broth.

Willow had offered to sit with Trey so that the family could all have some time together, and they were grateful. It was good to be all together, smiles on faces, appetites robust, and hope strong.

As they ate, Roan and his men entered and sat at a table a few feet away, as if respecting the family’s privacy. They were served a hearty fare and were deep in their own conversation when one of their men entered the keep and hurried over to Roan. He quickly stood and followed the man out.

Reeve had watched it all, and said, “Something goes on with the Picts.”

“I noticed that myself,” Duncan said.

Mercy grasped at her chest, and Duncan turned pure white, fearing the worst.

“Bliss!” Mercy shouted. “Bliss has arrived.”

Sure enough, in seconds the door opened, and in entered Roan, three more men, and a woman. She was swathed in a white wool, hooded cloak that unwrapped like a swirl of snow as she walked toward them. Her hood fell back just as she stopped at their table, and Reeve wasn’t the only one whose breath caught.

She was an angelic beauty, her long hair shimmering gold, tall in height, slim in body, and exotically stunning.

“I have come to help,” she announced, her voice soft and melodic.

Mercy jumped up and pushed at her husband to move so that she could get off the bench. He instead simply lifted her up and swung her off the bench. As soon as her feet hit the ground, she ran around the table to hug Bliss.

“I’m so glad you came,” Mercy said.

Bliss smiled. “You knew I would.”

Introductions were made by Mercy, and food and rest were offered to Bliss, but she declined.

“I should see to Trey,” Bliss said.

Mara hurried to her side. “I’ll take you to my son. Any help you can provide will be greatly appreciated.”

“I’ll do what I can.”

The two women walked away and disappeared up the stairs.

“She is a beauty,” Tara said.

“In more ways than one,” Mercy said, having returned to her seat beside her husband.

“Mercy’s right about that,” Duncan said.

“There’s something different about her.” Carmag scratched his head. “I’ve seen it before in those who have a knowing.”

“You mean she knows things before they are told to her?” Bryce asked.

Carmag nodded.

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