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Was he annoyed at Mr Wycliff’s interference?

“This is dreadful,” she said, hoping for some reassurance that the horrible weather had affected his mood

“We’ll be home soon” Despite his abrupt tone, his choice of words eased her fears

They galloped along the lane in silence Lucius dodged the flying debris as the wind hurled broken branches and twigs in their path Mud flicked off the horse’s hooves The wind’s icy breath nipped at her cheeks, forcing her to press her face against Lucius’ chest

Holding hiht immediate relief

When they reached the castle, Lucius rode directly to the stables Jonah appeared, his wet greatcoat plastered to his broad shoulders, his brown hair fastened at the nape with black ribbon Were he a footht su upon his impressive physique

“Robert needs help with the carriage” Lucius reave it to Jonah “He’s but half a th of rope I’ll settle Miss Atwood, then saddle another horse and meet you there”

Jonah nodded “And if the carriage won’t budge?”

“Return with the horses”

“Aye, sir” Jonah ht

Lucius turned to her “We need to get you inside Get you so warm to drink Wash the mud off your feet”

Without warning, he scooped her up into his strong arms and carried her across the cobbled courtyard Not once did he lose his grip while pushing through the violent storm

They entered the house near the servants’ hall, es and past the small chapel with barely roo roos and walnut tables While the sight of lit candles and the roaring fire war added to the stifling tension

“Are you still angry with Mr Wycliff?” she said, as Lucius lowered her down onto the blanket spread across the sofa

“Wycliff was acting in your interests” He stared at her rateful Wait here I shall be back in a moment”