her body and the bravery of her spirit. This girl
belonged to him, confirming it with every kiss, every gasp of pleasure. He felt
her nails scratching his back as he drove her to ecstasy and his own excitement
exploded. She was his and he would not give her to anybody else!
‘Oh,
my darling!’ he whispered. ‘How do you like your new adventure?’
‘Oh,
it is all the adventure should be! The night, the moon, the bonfire in the
ruins and the hero’s strong arms’ she said dreamily. ‘But for you it must be
nothing new.’
‘What
do you mean?’ he asked sharply.
‘Oh,
I did not mean to say that you seduce dozens of girls into the woods’ she
rushed, blushing. ‘It is just that you are a soldier and camping by a fire
outdoors must be a commonplace experience for you.’
Alex
laughed, relaxing again, but there was a note of sadness in his laughter. If
only she had known how little adventure and romance was there in the war.
‘You
are right, it is nothing new to me’ he said slowly. ‘But never the
circumstances have been more pleasant.’
‘What
is it like, to live the life of a soldier?’ she asked seriously.
Alex
was touched by her tone. He hated talking about it, the memories of blood,
death and destruction too painful to want to bring them back. But keeping Dinah
firmly in his arms, so warm and trusting, he felt for the first time in his
life that he did not always need to escape from them. Perhaps they would be
easier to bear if he could get some of the horrors off his chest.
‘My
soldiering life is over’ he said slowly. ‘After I recovered from my wounds, I
sold out. I had had enough.’
He
could feel her lovely hand stroking his scarred cheek. He had not dared to hope
that any woman would ever bring herself to voluntarily touch his deformed face.
‘I
had a friend in the Army. His name was Charlie. He was like a little brother to
me. He got wounded in his stomach at Saragossa. I carried him from the
battlefield. He died in my arms crying for his mother.’
His
jaws clenched in pain. Dinah sat, wrapping her cloak around herself and placed
his head in her lap. Slowly, gently, she stroked his hair and let him talk.
‘After
that I became reckless. I risked my life unnecessarily and got myself a
reputation of a fearless hero. Then a blast tore my face and shoulder and it
sobered me up. When I woke up in a hospital, I felt grateful that I was alive.
I did not wish to die.’
‘I
am glad you didn’t’ she said.
They
remained silent for a long time. An owl hooted nearby. Alex looked at the light
white clouds drifting across the moon and for the first time in years felt
calm.
‘Has
there… has there been a woman in your life?’ Dinah asked cautiously.
Alex
closed his eyes. He could lie or laugh and tell that there were always his
mother and sister. For a moment he was tempted to tell her the whole truth but
he was afraid of how she would take it. He was not sure why she allowed their
intimacy. He would not admit even to himself that he was scared of her
rejection.
Eventually
he decided on telling only part of the truth:
‘There
was one, years ago. I admired her but I don’t think she even noticed that I
existed.’
A
dark cloud seemed to swallow the moon and Dinah shivered. Why did she ask him?
It was her fault for being too curious. In two days she would become engaged to
Lord Timsbury, so why spoil her short hours of happiness?
‘I
need to go’ she said reluctantly.
‘Already?’
he took her hand. ‘Surely, you don’t mind about one green girl that turned my
head so long ago? A man of thirty could hardly go through life without such an
episode in his past?’
He
was right! She laughed and shook her gloom away. Here and now nothing else
mattered except the two of them.
‘Don’t
go yet. I’ll walk you to the end of the woods in an hour.’
‘An
hour?’
‘Well,
that is more less how long we need to do what we are going to do.’ He grinned
at her throwing more