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- Cuthbert Renowden of Billerbeck Abbey

CHAPTER TWENTY SEVEN:

Vengeance

Lia heard another kick, then the gasp of pain from Colvin’s lips In her rove Despite the fury of feelings, she recalled so e that The decisive hter at Winterrowd that Maderos had predicted If he was going to survive the battlefield slaughter, it would be because of her She knew it instinctively Perhaps her knowledge of healing would save his life Perhaps just being nearby to drag his body froh But if Colvin were to die, it would not be in the Bearden Muir It would be at Winterrowd

Unclenching her fingers from the stallion’sin her heart throbbed with passion and determination She would see him to Winterrowd She would fulfill her promise

"Let hiht, she willed the forward, she thrust herself on Colvin’s cru it with her own His face was bloody, his cheeks quivering with pain

Gazing up defiantly at the soldiers, she saw shock in their eyes One stepped back

"Just a wretched," one of the

"I said leave hi directly at that her "Do not touch hi you" There was hesitation, two of the "Put them down!" she ordered

Two of the in thethe sword up as if to protect himself frouer leading thee began toin his eyes – a look – a fearful look Her teeth began to chatter

Colvin clutched her hand "Do not fear hiuer dismounted his bloodied stallion Lia felt as if she were surrounded by things she could not see Invisibleat Colvin and his ounds Her teeth chattered even more

One of the three soldiers who had beaten Colvin, the one still holding his sword, waggled it at her "She…she…Aluer interrupted "She is powerful because of who she is She is Demont’s spawn But still, only a wretched She does not knohat she is doing or how"

Lia looked down at Colvin’s face His eyes fixed into hers "Do not fear hi down a sob Every part of her wanted to flee, to hide fro of safety was gone The calht, leaving only threads

"Muirwood," he whispered, hunching as another spash him He squeezed her hand so hard it hurt "Think on Muirwood"

"Yes, think on Muirwood," Alh now to have heard "Think on it, ine every stone broken down Everydashed in The treasures spoiled The to poles and torched Think on that, child, and know that you caused it The Alderate All because of you Yes, think on that"

His words filled her with visions She could see his words, could see the abbey burning

Colvin’s hand clenched again He tried sitting up, tried to speak, but Alainst his head and he dropped silently

"No!" Lia screauer looked at her coldly, then twisted his head She could see a scar on his cheek from where she’d scratched him "Dolbreck, Hutton…Manth and Fraire Bind him in irons and tie hi’s camp before dawn I would let you butcher him now, but his Majesty will prefer to do this one himself" His eyes narroith hatred "Colvin Price, cousin to the king, arrested for high treason Take hi her head in disbelief Al her away frorirabbed the stallion, which snorted and resisted, but obeyed when another man seized the reins Two others hoisted Colvin across the saddle and bound hi cords To her, he looked dead