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his neck stretched from a good solid English oak.”
They left the man hanging from the wall. Yet, Riorden hung back, whilst everyone strode through the tunnel towards the stairs leading back above to the Great Hall. He had a strange feeling come over him, and he turned to look into the gloomy interior of the room. A doorway off to the side of the tunnel caught his eye, and he felt compelled to move towards it. Opening the wooden door, he grasped his sword hilt in his palm and peered into the room.
He was none too happy by what he was witnessing. His ghostly vision was again afore him, but she was not alone. And these ghosts were garbed in the same oddly fashioned garments as she had been the other times he had encountered her, he noticed with apprehension. When he observed her being held in the arms of another, his jaw clenched. There was yet one more wraithlike figure of a woman, but he dismissed her, even though she appeared concerned for Katherine’s welfare. He came forward, pulling his sword from its scabbard. How dare that swine touch a lady in such a manner?
“Katherine,” he called out, but ’twas obvious none could hear him. How was he to defend her honor, if drawing his sword did nothing more than to cause the man to swat at it as if shooing away a bug?
Jealousy swam afore his eyes when the male phantom began to lower Katherine to the ground. The other woman kept calling her Katie and took something out of the bag she carried. ’Twas some kind of parchment, although he had never seen the like afore. She began fanning it in front of Katherine’s face, seemingly to revive her.
He knelt down beside her and saw she yet lived…well…lived being a figurative word, since she was naturally only a spirit. He was uneasy when the woman on the other side of Katherine looked up and gazed at him most intently. She gave him a broad smile and a bold wink. It was such an unexpected gesture that it startled him. But then he returned his attention to the woman of his dreams, whose eyes began to flutter open.
He was so very close to her. As she turned to gaze upon him, he saw the beauty of her soul within the blue-green of her eyes. The smile she gave him lit up her whole face again when she recognized him. He could do nothing more than return her stare, for within the depths of those beautiful eyes, he beheld all the love one person could possibly hold for another. Her gaze pierced and entrapped his weary, ice cold heart. He stood and stumbled back from the intensity of what he had just witnessed, feeling as if he had just been burned. God’s blood...can this beautiful ghost be in love with me?
She raised her outstretched hand towards him. “Riorden…” Her hushed tone was almost like a gentle caress.
He heard his name, this time as it reached his ears, and was pleasantly surprised to hear the loveliness of her voice out loud and not inside his head. Yet, he could not hide his shock to hear his name uttered by a specter, by a waif not of this world, no matter how seductive her tone. So, he did the only sensible thing he could do. He fled. Riorden knew that if he stayed, he would lose what little he had left of his mind, or else be consumed by the same burning passion that surely would lead him to want what, any sane person must realize, would be an unattainable situation throughout all time.
Chapter 8
K atie …Katie…come on, sis. Wake up!”
Katherine heard her name being called and felt a cool breeze. She swatted at whatever was annoying her so close to her face.
As she opened her eyes, she saw Emily hovering over her, along with Jewels, Brie, and Simon. Her gaze canvassed the room, but he was gone…again. “Oh God…Riorden,” she whispered, and heard how her voice cracked in grief from his leaving.
She tried to rise and felt Emily’s hands take a hold of her for support. She was sure she would never have been able to stand otherwise.
“Emily,” she cried, turning her tear filled eyes toward her
They left the man hanging from the wall. Yet, Riorden hung back, whilst everyone strode through the tunnel towards the stairs leading back above to the Great Hall. He had a strange feeling come over him, and he turned to look into the gloomy interior of the room. A doorway off to the side of the tunnel caught his eye, and he felt compelled to move towards it. Opening the wooden door, he grasped his sword hilt in his palm and peered into the room.
He was none too happy by what he was witnessing. His ghostly vision was again afore him, but she was not alone. And these ghosts were garbed in the same oddly fashioned garments as she had been the other times he had encountered her, he noticed with apprehension. When he observed her being held in the arms of another, his jaw clenched. There was yet one more wraithlike figure of a woman, but he dismissed her, even though she appeared concerned for Katherine’s welfare. He came forward, pulling his sword from its scabbard. How dare that swine touch a lady in such a manner?
“Katherine,” he called out, but ’twas obvious none could hear him. How was he to defend her honor, if drawing his sword did nothing more than to cause the man to swat at it as if shooing away a bug?
Jealousy swam afore his eyes when the male phantom began to lower Katherine to the ground. The other woman kept calling her Katie and took something out of the bag she carried. ’Twas some kind of parchment, although he had never seen the like afore. She began fanning it in front of Katherine’s face, seemingly to revive her.
He knelt down beside her and saw she yet lived…well…lived being a figurative word, since she was naturally only a spirit. He was uneasy when the woman on the other side of Katherine looked up and gazed at him most intently. She gave him a broad smile and a bold wink. It was such an unexpected gesture that it startled him. But then he returned his attention to the woman of his dreams, whose eyes began to flutter open.
He was so very close to her. As she turned to gaze upon him, he saw the beauty of her soul within the blue-green of her eyes. The smile she gave him lit up her whole face again when she recognized him. He could do nothing more than return her stare, for within the depths of those beautiful eyes, he beheld all the love one person could possibly hold for another. Her gaze pierced and entrapped his weary, ice cold heart. He stood and stumbled back from the intensity of what he had just witnessed, feeling as if he had just been burned. God’s blood...can this beautiful ghost be in love with me?
She raised her outstretched hand towards him. “Riorden…” Her hushed tone was almost like a gentle caress.
He heard his name, this time as it reached his ears, and was pleasantly surprised to hear the loveliness of her voice out loud and not inside his head. Yet, he could not hide his shock to hear his name uttered by a specter, by a waif not of this world, no matter how seductive her tone. So, he did the only sensible thing he could do. He fled. Riorden knew that if he stayed, he would lose what little he had left of his mind, or else be consumed by the same burning passion that surely would lead him to want what, any sane person must realize, would be an unattainable situation throughout all time.
Chapter 8
K atie …Katie…come on, sis. Wake up!”
Katherine heard her name being called and felt a cool breeze. She swatted at whatever was annoying her so close to her face.
As she opened her eyes, she saw Emily hovering over her, along with Jewels, Brie, and Simon. Her gaze canvassed the room, but he was gone…again. “Oh God…Riorden,” she whispered, and heard how her voice cracked in grief from his leaving.
She tried to rise and felt Emily’s hands take a hold of her for support. She was sure she would never have been able to stand otherwise.
“Emily,” she cried, turning her tear filled eyes toward her
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