rightfully be serving Godwine?s brother now, not Gilbert.
Rowena became very still when she realized that. God?s mercy, did they even know?.Or
were they following Gilbert blindly, under the mistaken belief that he had some
claim to Kirkburough through Rowena simply because Lyons had ordered them to
fight for Gilbert?s cause ere he died? They must know Lyons was dead, for
Gilbert said he had returned to Kirkburough after the keep had been destroyed.
Was the marriage contract binding them, then? But that contract had been voided
when Lyons failed to consummate the marriage. And no one knew that except her,
Gilbert, and Mildredand Warrick. Gilbert certainly would not have told them.
More like he had hinted that a child had been conceived?
She wondered why he had not asked about that yet, but suddenly she knew. Gilbert
still had what he wanted, what he had gained through her marriage Lyons army.
And he was about to strike a brutal blow against Warrick, the capture of his
stronghold as well as his daughters. Gilbert was about to win the war between
them, and she had given him the means to do it. Because he had been able to act
so quickly, Kirkburough no longer mattered, so neither did a child to hold it.
Warrick? he would be devastated. He would be crazed with rage. And Gilbert would
be able to demand any terms for the release of his daughtersincluding his life.
She had to do something. She should not care what befell Warrick, but she
remembered his laughter, his passion, and that tender kiss in parting; and, damn
him, she did careleastwise, she did not want to see him die. Nor did she want to
see Gilbert win this war of theirs.
She wanted to blurt out to Lyons men that they did not belong here, that the
contract that had put them here was never valid. But did she do so, Gilbert
would beat her senseless; she doubted it not. He might even kill her in his
anger, and little good she could do then. But what could she do? Warn the castle,
or convince Lyons men, without Gilbert knowing, that they did not belong here?
Verily, she needed to do both, for even if Gilbert were reduced to only his own
men, he still might try to take Fulkhurst while it was so undermanned.
The man she had cut, as well as one other, had left the area, likely to return
to their camp. Rowena waited until Gilbert was watching her to glance over those
men remaining.
?Is this your army, then?? she asked innocently.
?I thought my marriage had gained you much more.?
He could not really fault her for that observation, though he did not like it.
?Do not be foolish. My army is concealed deeper in these woods. Two hours after
dark, they will move toward the castle to await my signal that the gates have
been opened.?
?That is //you can get inside. I still think you will be turned away. They will
be cautious without their lord in residence. Likely he warned them, too, to
watch for trickery, since ?twas you who lured him out with your ruse of
challenge, and he trusts you not. Fulkhurst is a smart man.?
?Are you trying to annoy me??
?Certainly. Think you I have forgotten what you forced me to do??
?Be quiet!? he hissed, dragging her away from the others hearing to hiss again ?If
you remember so much, remember also that I hold your mother still.?
Twas unnecessary to say more. Rowena nodded, feeling a depression settle on her
shoulders. What had made her think she could do aught to prevent the disaster
Gilbert was set on creating? With her he always won in the end, always knew just
what to say to take the fight out of her, leaving her utterly defeated.
Chapter 35
The sun made only a brief appearance that morn ere it was swallowed up by the
bank of gray clouds that had been threatening rain since yesterday. Rowena
wished it would rain in torrents. Why not? She was already feeling so miserable
she was sick to her stomach with it. Why should the men guarding her not feel
some of that misery in discomfort?
Only six sat around her, appearing relaxed and unconcerned. Gilbert had gone
with two others to a vantage point where he could watch the comings and goings
of the castle. He had not actually ordered those men remaining to guard her.
They saw her now as their lady, so ?twas now their duty to protect her, which
excluded letting her just leave on her own. But leaving now would not suit her
new purpose, which was to prevent Gilbert from capturing Fulkhurst.
He had left her so few options with his threat. Unless Gilbert died himself, her
mother would pay for whatever Rowena could accomplish to thwart Gilbert?s
planunless she could do something without his suspecting her of the doing. But
what could be done so indirectly?
Of course, she could cut off the head of the snake herself and hope the body
would then slither away. But if she could manage to kill Gilbert, one of his own
men was likely to cut her down for it, and she could not see herself as being
that self sacrificing, not for a man who wanted only revenge against her.
She could tell Gilbert that Warrick was the man he had held at Kirkburough. That
might make him so enraged he would do something foolish, mayhap even want to
challenge Warrick in truth, mayhap even ride after him to do so? She was
dreaming. Gilbert would never put himself at risk, not knowing the size of the
army Warrick had taken with him, not certain his own was bigger. She wished she
knew how big was his army. There had been many men at Kirkburough, but she knew
Gilbert had counted on hiring many more with Lyons wealth. Had he had a chance
yet to do so?
There was one hope that she held fast to, that Gilbert would begin to worry
about the predictions she had cast about what would happen when he tried to
enter the castle. If only a few doubts would arise, there was the rest of this
day for them to magnify. He could, in fact, end up convincing himself that his
original plan was doomed to fail. Then he would remember the gibe he had made at
her, and think seriously about using her after all to gain entrance. She would
then have time to give warning, for in his telling her when his army would
approach, she knew he did not mean to take the gate as soon as he entered the
castle. She would likely be taken straightaway to the dungeon, but that would
benefit her in separating herself from Gilbert, so she could confess who he was
without his knowing ?twas she who betrayed him.
Aye, he would use her if he began to be plagued with doubts, and he would do so
without suspecting that she would want to help the man who had imprisoned her.
He knew she hated him, but he would think she hated Warrick more.
She began to feel betteruntil she remembered what awaited her in Fulkhurst?s
dungeon. Had Beatrix enacted her farce ere she knew Rowena had escaped? If not,
then she might not have made her accusations, might have decided ?twould serve
no purpose with Rowena gone. And the capture of Warrick?s worst enemy might stay
her hand as well, especially if Rowena was ultimately responsible for his
capture. She might not even be put in the dungeon. They might even be grateful
to hernay, she was dreaming again. But at the very least, it might make t
hat
damn jailer think twice about abusing heruntil after Warrick returned and passed
judgment for her escape. But if she was going to be greeted with that charge of
theft?
There was not a thing she could do about that, she realized. Whatever awaited
her inside the castle she would have to face, if Gilbert decided to use her. But
she was now not so eager to be used. And she began to look at the men around her
again, wondering once more if there was not something she was overlooking,
something that she could say to turn them away from Gilbert?s command, without
their confronting him about it and thereby exposing her to his rageand his
retaliation.
Of the six men left behind with her, only two she was certain were from
Kirkburough, though all could be. But surely not all. Surely Gilbert would want
more men he knew to be loyal to him at his back when he took the gate, than not.
If she could just talk to one of the Kirkburough knights, without Gilbert?s men
hearing?
When one of them made mention of a meal, Rowena realized she was starving. But
she ignored the food in her own sack and got up casually to move away from the
group. She assumed they would share what they had with her, and hoped one of the
two she wanted to speak to would bring it. But as usual, her luck would have it
otherwise. The man who offered her some cold venison and stale bread she did not
know, and the simple expedient of asking his name got her the additional
information that he was from Ambray.
She thanked him but refused his offering, claiming she was not hungry, though
her belly raged at her for the lie. Then she waited until they had finished
eating and were relaxed again, then waited a while more, praying Gilbert would
not return for a meal himself. He did not. And finally she looked directly at
one of the Kirkburough men and confessed that she was hungry after all.
He jumped up to fetch her food from his own stores, and after she thanked him,
she quickly remarked ?I am surprised that you have involved yourself in this
cause that is not your own and is doomed to fail.?
Then she hazarded a guess.
?And you do it without pay.?
He did not deny it, saying ?I am sworn to Kirkburough, and Lord Gilbert?
?Has no claim there, nor do I,? she got out ere she lost her nerve. She then
feigned surprise.
?But surely you knew that. Without issue from my union with Lord Godwine, his
brother inherits all. He is now Lord of Kirkburough and is no doubt there now
and wondering what has become of his brother?s retainers, men he will certainly
have need of for the rebuilding of his keep. Verily, I do not understand why men
prefer war and death to building, but obviously you must, or you would not be
here instead of there.?
He said naught for a moment. In truth, he seemed incapable of speech. Then he
gave her a frown that was worthy of Warrick himself.
?Why do you tell me this, lady??
That she had been reminded of Warrick gave her an answer.
?I do not want to die, but my stepbrother will not listen to me. He is obsessed
with killing Fulkhurst, and no wonder, for Fulkhurst has sworn to destroy him.
But Gilbert does not know the man as I have come to know him as his prisoner.
You will take his castle easily, aye, but you will never leave it alive, nor
will I, for Gilbert will drag me back in there as well.?
?You make no sense, lady. We will have hostages, the man?s own daughters.?
?Think you that will matter to such a ruthless warlord? That is what I cannot
make Gilbert understand, why he will not listen to me. His plan would
workagainst any other lord. But this lord has no care for his daughters or
anyone else. He will sacrifice them, as well as his people, without any regrets.
He will besiege his own castle, but no terms will be offered, no surrender
accepted. All that man cares about is getting revenge against anyone who dares
trespass against him.?
?What if you are wrong??
?What if I am right, sirrah?? Twas not easy keeping exasperation from her tone.
?Have you been promised so much that you will take the risk??
?You expect me to turn your brother from his goal?? he asked, aghast.
She was getting nowhere, and the others were starting to look their way,
wondering what they were speaking of. Why did the man have to be so stalwart and
dense? A coward was what she needed.
?Gilbert will not listen to you either, when all you can tell him is that /
warned you. Like as not he will clout you for your trouble.?
Then she sighed, as if in resignation.
?I am sorry. I should not have spoken my fears to you, but I thought mayhap you
might save yourself and any friends you might have at the other camp, since this
is not your war, nor do you even belong here. I thought to ask you to take me
with you if you are smart enough to leave, but now I realize you cannot help me.
Gilbert?s men would stop you. Mayhap I can still convince him to send me to
Ambray ere he enters the castle. Aye, I will do that.?
She turned her back on him, praying he would say naught to the others, at least
not to Gilbert?s men. When she dared to glance around again, she saw him talking
only to the other Kirkburough knightin earnest.
Had she finally earned one small piece of luck? If those two would make excuse
to return to the other camp, warn the Kirkburough men there, mayhap the army
might actually disperse. If it happened soon enough, Gilbert would have warning
of it and might give up his plan. He would rant and rave, and call the deserters
cowards who knew only how to bully town merchants, but what could he do about it?
He knew he had no right to use Lyons army. She would remind him of that if
necessarynay, she could not do that, or he would look to her for the reason they
had departed.
She would confess instead that she had innocently referred to Fulkhurst as the
dragon of the north, and that the man she spoke to had turned white as a shroud.
She would then demand to know if Gilbert had not warned his men that Fulkhurst
was the renowned dragon, that they had obviously heard of him as far south as
Kiricburough, but had not made the connection ere then. She would be at fault,
but innocently, so Gilbert would not blame her too muchshe hoped.
At any rate, he would not chase after those men if he were convinced they were
cowards and would not now fight for him. He would have to come up with some
other scheme to gain another army, and unfortunately, he had her again to do it.
As soon as he realized that, he would not be so mad. But as soon as he realized
it, she would be more heavily guarded. God?s mercy, was there no way out of this
dilemma for herself?
But the man she had spoken to did not try to leave any time soon. She began to
think he was too brave for his own good when one of the men who had gone with
Gilbert returned to warn that several patrols had been sent out from the castle,
likely to search for Rowena. She was inclined to agree. Whether she was runaway
serf or escaped prisoner, the castle guards were obligated to find her or face
Warrick?s wrath. But their search was not to Gilbert?s liking, fo
r it put his
plan in danger.
A man was to go and warn the other camp just in case the searchers went that
deeply into the woods. If the army was sighted, they were to capture the men,
for at no cost were tales of their presence to return to the castle. Both the
Kirkburough men volunteered to go, then suggested they ride together in case
they came upon one of the patrols.
?Twas all Rowena could do to keep from smiling.
Chapter 36
The afternoon dragged by with nerve racking slowness. Rowena went through
countless imaginings of what was going to happen, but the fact remained that
unless the other camp was in the next shire, one of Gilbert?s men should have
returned ere now to report that the Kirkburough men were departingunless they
were not departing.
That was, of course, possible. The two men who left here might not have bothered
to stop to save their comrades from ?certain death,? but merely decided to save
themselves. Or she could have misconstrued their eagerness to leave with wishful
thinking. For that matter, the man she spoke to might not have said aught of her
tale to his friend. Their earnest talk could have been about something else
entirely, her tale discounted since it came from a frightened woman.
She must have been mad to think a few words from her would panic a large army of
mennay, she had not hoped to panic them, merely to point out that they did not
belong in this war, would not get paid for participating, and would be better
served by returning to their rightful lord. Fat lot of good it had done her.
With rain still threatening, it had been impossible to tell when dusk was
approaching. Suddenly ?twas just there, and so was Gilbert, riding pell mell
through the trees in his excitement, bringing his poor horse to a painful stop.
He did not seem to notice that the number of men he had left behind had
decreased, but mayhap he did not intend to use them all anyway. After all, the
more men who rode with him, the less chance he would have of gaining entrance to
a closed castle no matter his reasons.
He did not dismount, merely did he locate Rowena and hold out his hand to her.
?I have decided to say I found you on the road, without escort, and as you would
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