The accusation stunned her. “Triston, it was an accident.”
“The devil it was. I knew he’d be back out for mischief the moment I heard he’d returned to Belle Noir.” He pointed an unsteady finger at the now rumpled knight. “If I find you anywhere near the Lady Siriol again—”
Raynor pulled himself out of Acelet’s hold, his face as red as Triston’s was white. “You’ve mistaken the matter, Triston. I was only—”
“Nay, it is you who have made the mistake. I know what you have in your mind, but it will not work, Raynor. You cannot harm me through her. She is not Clothilde.”
The implications of this ominous allegation troubled Siri as much as the mocking smile that broke across Raynor’s mouth, but she said, “Triston, he was not trying to harm me.”
“No? Then how was it you came to be standing so near the water with him at your side?”
“He was showing me his fields.”
She thought the sneer that curved Triston’s lips ill-became him. “Indeed. No doubt he believed you could see them more clearly from beneath the waves.”
“It was an accident, as she said,” Raynor insisted. “Acelet mentioned my fields and she slipped as we were trying to show them to her.” Again that smirking smile. “You understand how accidents happen, don’t you, Triston?”
6 comments:
I love the way offering snippets at a time like this emphasises the impact of what's going on within them. Another great s
Sample.
Little romantic snippets-- great blog.
I would love to read this.
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Great dialogue between the two suitors with lots of tension. I'm definitely curious about what's meant by the last sentence!
Definite jealousy between the two men.
I don't think I'd like to have Triston angry with me. Now I'm curious where this scene will lead. Nice sample!
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