Название: The Stolen Bride
Автор: Susan Spencer Paul
Издательство: HarperCollins
Жанр: Историческая литература
Серия: Mills & Boon Historical
isbn: 9781474016582
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“You are all unclothed, Kayne…you have not been out in this weather?”
“Aye,” he murmured.
“But why?”
“To find a measure of peace.”
Sorrow knifed through her, far more painful than what her body had just experienced. “Oh, Kayne,” she murmured sadly, stroking strands of wet hair from his face. “’Tis all my fault. I am so deeply ashamed and sorry.”
He shook his head. “You are not the one to blame, Sofia. It is my own sickness that makes me ill within. You are my only refuge from the misery of it. I need you, Sofia.” Whispering the words this time, he said again, “I need you. But if you tell me to leave, I will go at once. Indeed, I should go. I have no right to ask anything of you.”
Sofia swallowed heavily. “I want you to stay, Kayne. But I am afraid…!”
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To my beautiful daughter, Carolyn,
who came up with the title for this book,
and who fills each day of my life with joy.
Contents
Chapter One
“Nay, Father, I tell you I will have none of him. And I’ll not see him. Sir Griel must suffer the disappointment, I fear.”
With this, Sofia returned her attention to the needlework in her lap. She was perfectly calm.
Her father, however, stood in his place near the door, sweating profusely and wringing his hands.
“Sofia, you must come and speak with him,” Sir Malcolm pleaded. “You know what it means to overset Sir Griel. I beg СКАЧАТЬ