him.
“Mummy!” He leapt on her and wrapped his arms tightly about her neck. She breathed in relief and embraced him, kissing the top of his head. “Thank God.”
“We have been waiting for you wake up, Mummy. I was scared you were dead, but Baron Blacwin promised me you would come back.”
Judith glanced toward the baron who stood aside to let them reunite.
“Sam, why don’t you go visit the puppies in the stable. I bet they miss you.” The baron said.
Sam nodded enthusiastically. “They do. I named them all. You can come see them when you feel better Mummy.”
“I will,” Judith promised.
The baron smiled. “We can hear all about their clever names over supper. Go now.”
Sam obeyed, pulling out of his mother’s arms and walking to the door. He paused and peered over his shoulder at his mother again as if he could not believe she was there. He smiled and closed the door behind him.
“I do not know what to say,” she said, wiping the tears from her face. “I owe you my life. Our lives.”
“Rest for now. You can make it up to me when you are well.”
“I’ll do whatever you ask.”
“Even become my baroness?”
Judith blinked in confusion. “Your baroness? You said—”
“I know what I said, Judith.” He settled on the bed beside her and took her hand in his.
“I don’t understand.”
“I searched the town records this morning and I could not find any information on you other than your marriage to Garreth. All I would need to do is make a new public record for you, stating you are the daughter of a wealthy family, all of whom perished, and you married Garreth as a last resort. If that is not enough, you are carrying my heir.”
Tears flooded her eyes. “Garreth…he died?”
“They all perished, besides you and Sam.”
She looked down, feeling sudden unexpected remorse. She may not have loved Garreth the way a wife should, but she never wanted him to die.
“I understand if you need time to mourn. We do not have to speak of this again until you are ready.”
She glanced up at him. “I cannot believe this. It’s as if…”
“As if it was fate,” he finished for her.
“Yes.”
Tears spilled down her cheeks as she realized that she would never have to suffer another moment cold or hungry.
He leaned in and kissed her tears away. “It’s over Judith.”
She laughed in elation and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She had her son, the man she loved, and the promise of a beautiful tomorrow. It was more than she could have ever dreamed.
The End
About the Author
This is J.C. Murtagh's first published work and she has many more to share. She lives in Las Vegas, Nevada, with her husband and son.
For information on upcoming releases visit http://www.JCMurtagh.com
“Mummy!” He leapt on her and wrapped his arms tightly about her neck. She breathed in relief and embraced him, kissing the top of his head. “Thank God.”
“We have been waiting for you wake up, Mummy. I was scared you were dead, but Baron Blacwin promised me you would come back.”
Judith glanced toward the baron who stood aside to let them reunite.
“Sam, why don’t you go visit the puppies in the stable. I bet they miss you.” The baron said.
Sam nodded enthusiastically. “They do. I named them all. You can come see them when you feel better Mummy.”
“I will,” Judith promised.
The baron smiled. “We can hear all about their clever names over supper. Go now.”
Sam obeyed, pulling out of his mother’s arms and walking to the door. He paused and peered over his shoulder at his mother again as if he could not believe she was there. He smiled and closed the door behind him.
“I do not know what to say,” she said, wiping the tears from her face. “I owe you my life. Our lives.”
“Rest for now. You can make it up to me when you are well.”
“I’ll do whatever you ask.”
“Even become my baroness?”
Judith blinked in confusion. “Your baroness? You said—”
“I know what I said, Judith.” He settled on the bed beside her and took her hand in his.
“I don’t understand.”
“I searched the town records this morning and I could not find any information on you other than your marriage to Garreth. All I would need to do is make a new public record for you, stating you are the daughter of a wealthy family, all of whom perished, and you married Garreth as a last resort. If that is not enough, you are carrying my heir.”
Tears flooded her eyes. “Garreth…he died?”
“They all perished, besides you and Sam.”
She looked down, feeling sudden unexpected remorse. She may not have loved Garreth the way a wife should, but she never wanted him to die.
“I understand if you need time to mourn. We do not have to speak of this again until you are ready.”
She glanced up at him. “I cannot believe this. It’s as if…”
“As if it was fate,” he finished for her.
“Yes.”
Tears spilled down her cheeks as she realized that she would never have to suffer another moment cold or hungry.
He leaned in and kissed her tears away. “It’s over Judith.”
She laughed in elation and wrapped her arms around his neck.
She had her son, the man she loved, and the promise of a beautiful tomorrow. It was more than she could have ever dreamed.
The End
About the Author
This is J.C. Murtagh's first published work and she has many more to share. She lives in Las Vegas, Nevada, with her husband and son.
For information on upcoming releases visit http://www.JCMurtagh.com
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