Page 99 of Love Me Forever
Delia looked at her with wide dark eyes. “And he is lucky to have you. You will be good for him.”
“I hope so,” she said on a sigh, worried that all would not turn out as well as she hoped.
“He protects what is his.”
She knew Delia attempted to reassure her, but the woman did not know that she did not actually belong to Royce. She was another man’s wife.
“And you are his,” Delia said firmly. “The clan understands this and will do what is necessary.”
Brianna also understood then that Delia was aware of the situation and wished her to know that she was accepted.
“Thank you,” Brianna said, grateful for the support.
The bath proved heavenly, and Delia gave her time alone to relax and soak in the heat of the hot water. The woman returned with several garments, including a dark green velvet robe that once worn Brianna did not think she would ever want to take off. It was warm and cozy, soft to the touch, and the fit was just about perfect.
“It belonged to his grandmother,” Delia said, her eyes misting. “She was a good woman. These other garments I will have fitted for you, and I will make certain one is done for tomorrow.”
“I do not wish to make unnecessary work for anyone. I can see to it myself.”
Delia looked startled. “You are the lady of the keep and will do no such thing.”
Royce entered the room. “She is ordering you about already. I thought she might wait until tomorrow.”
“That would be wasting precious time, and the Lord knows there is never enough time,” Delia said, pulling out one of the chairs at the table. “Now, come eat, m’lady. You and the babe need nourishment.”
Brianna did not argue; she hurried over to the table.
“What about me?” Royce asked with a thump to his chest.
“You are capable of taking care of yourself,” Delia informed him and made certain Brianna’s plate was filled high.
Royce joined Brianna at the table, mumbling beneath his breath.
Delia picked up Brianna’s soiled garments and walked to the door, looking at Royce. “She needs her rest tonight.”
Royce almost choked on the piece of cheese he had in his mouth.
Brianna covered her mouth, hiding her smile.
Royce pointed to the door and swallowed the cheese. “Out of my bedchamber, woman.”
His order did not disturb her in the least. “Mind what I say.”
He shook his head after the door closed. “I do not know why I tolerate her.”
Brianna knew. “She was a dear friend of your grandmother’s, and she loves you as much as your grandmother did.”
“Aye, that is true,” he said with a smile, “and that is why she rules this keep.”
Brianna broke a piece of dark bread from a fresh loaf. “The people know we are not wed?”
“Our situation is known. It is necessary.” He would say no more, but Brianna understood and did not like the thought.
“You will not battle over me.”
“I will do what is necessary.” He was adamant.
She was stubborn. “I will not allow it.”
