"It is not your affair!"
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"No matter," he said, after a moment. "For soon it will be my affair, and then it will be ended." His look was unyielding in its purpose. Ceidre decided not to respond. But when he rudely dragged her to her feet, she cursed and twisted away.
"A viper," he muttered.
"Go back to your leman," she hissed.
"I have no more use for her," he said.
Ceidre folded her arms and leered. "No?" He's tarted to smile. "The only use I have," he said, "now, is for you." His tone, amazingly, had softened.
Now it cajoled.
"Come here,Alice ."
Ceidre was incredulous.
"We are going to be wed, you and I, and there is nothing you can do to change that. Reconcile yourself to your fate. Come here." Silky soft.
"No."
"Show me your goodwill." Softer still.
"I have none!"
"Think again. I know you are not dumb."
"I have none!"
"So you will fight me to the end."
"Yes," Ceidre said stubbornly, desperately. His eyes glinted. "We shall see."
Chapter 5
"What did you do to him?"
Ceidre stood behindRolfe as he bent overGuy , now sound asleep.Rolfe straightened and turned, grim and angry. "Answer me, wench."
She stepped back, her heart starting to slam. He took a step toward her.
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"Nothing." She gasped.
He grabbed her before she could react. "You put something in the ale! What?"
He was shrewd, and she would remember it well. "Just a sleeping potion," Ceidre cried. "He will awaken shortly!"
Rolfereleased her. "Are there any other effects?" "He will be sleepy for a while, but then he will be fine."
Rolfe's flashing look told her she was very, very lucky she had not truly harmed his man. "Where did you get this potion?"
Her heart picked up its thick beat. Ceidre Rushed. She took another pace back. That was when she became aware of all his men, standing behind them tensely. She heard someone whisper the word witch and another said something about the evil eye and a curse. Her color deepened.
"The potion,Alice ,"Rolfe said. "Let me have it." "It's all gone," Ceidre lied.
He stared at her, then took her arm and led her, ungently, to the tent. He raised the flap. Ceidre knew an immense relief and she scurried into the safety of the hide shelter, wanting nothing more than to put as much distance as possible between him and herself. She was barely inside when she heard him ordering his men to disperse, and then, suddenly, his huge frame dwarfed her, seeming to fill the entire space of the tent. Ceidre inhaled in alarm.
He dropped the door flap closed behind them.
"What are you doing?" Ceidre cried, shrinking back against the far wall-as far from him as she could get.
In truth, it wasn't .far at all, a bit more than an arm's span.
He didn't answer. It was dim inside now, yet she could make him out well enough as he lighted a torch.
He carefully placed the rushlight upright in the ground, then turned fully to face her. "Need I ask again?"
If only there were somewhere to go-somewhere to run too.
"Alice."
There was so much warning in that one word. "I lied! 'Twas a curse. You are pressing me too far! I will curse you too!"
He smiled then, the first genuine sign of amusement she had ever seen from him. He did not believe her.
He truly did not believe she was a witch. She was disappointed-she was thrilled.
"Mayhap," he said slowly, eyes sparkling. "You have already cursed me-or was it a blessing?"
"I don't understand."
"Did you smite me with this unnatural and ungodly desire I have for you?"
She moved completely against the hide wall, seeing the sparkle turn hot, glimmering. "No."
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"No? You did not bewitch me?"
"No, I swear."
"I don't believe you." His hands snaked out. She had known he would grab her, but still, he was too fast for her, and even if she