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can that be wrong? Would you have preferred I let Fernando die?”
“Of course not.” He threw up his hands. “But this…”
“This is the future. Spain may keep its people from knowing anything so miraculous but the rest of the world will never stand still. They will move forward as we mire ourselves in unending battles and for what? A piece of land? A castle? What about people? Do they have no value except for your family?”
He frowned. “You matter.”
“Then try to understand why I do what I must. How important this is to me.”
“I can see that. You rage like a madwoman.”
“Perhaps I am.” She turned away. “You should leave.”
“Without you? Never.”
She crossed to the other side of the room before he could reach her. “You have no claim on me.”
“Not yet.”
Frowning, she looked over.
“Study what you want.” He made a sweeping gesture to take in all her books. “Experiment on whatever creature appeals to you. Heal when you will.”
Surprised at his comment, she softened her stance. “Truly? You believe in what I do?”
“You give me no choice, and I give you none. From this moment forward whenever and wherever you heal, I intend to accompany you as your protector.”
Chapter 4
She stepped back.
Didn’t matter. No distance would keep her from him. He was resolute in what he required, no different from Sancha with her needs.
“No.” She fisted her fingers but stopped quickly at the scrapes on her skin, pain tightening her features.
“Are you all right?”
“No.” She planted her hands on her hips and lifted her chin.
What light there was sparkled in her eyes. They appeared ghostlike, belonging to an apparition rather than the angel he first thought upon seeing her at the celebration. In either case, she was breathtaking. “You said no twice. What was the first one for?”
“Everything. You have no right to make demands of me.”
“I have every right and reason.”
She advanced a step, her frown hard. “Because of a few kisses?”
“Hardly, though I enjoyed each, the same as you. Never deny your response. I. Was. There. I saw and felt your passion.”
She glanced to the side, chest heaving with her rough breaths.
Even though the light was dim, it revealed her deepening color. Whether her blush resulted from anger, arousal, or both, he wasn’t certain. At least she wasn’t indifferent to him. As far as he was concerned, she’d always be a part of his blood, heart, the fabric of his being. Her secret had simply bound him to her even more.
Fernando had told Enrique how learned she was. He hadn’t guessed her knowledge was so great. Most women would have despaired at learning Arabic, the writing symbols rather than words. For Sancha to have taught herself treatments and potions, then to have experimented on mice to test her theories was more than he could comprehend.
He’d always considered himself a scholarly man, having had no choice except to learn everything he could as the firstborn son. He’d worked hard and had excelled. Only science had proved challenging to him. From the little he’d read, the subjects in her books were unbelievably complicated. Yet, she’d mastered them. Given what she’d accomplished tonight and had said earlier, she seemed to absorb knowledge effortlessly, possibly making her more learned than him.
He wasn’t certain what to think about that or how to feel.
“You believe my being a woman and you being a man gives you the right to tell me what to do?”
He’d have to be a lunatic to make such a claim and risk her wrath. Having her annoyed at him was bad enough. “Again, no. However, what you have already done to my brother not only gives me the right but the obligation to see no further harm comes to him because of you.”
“What?” She dropped her hands to her sides and strode to him. Like a man. “How have I hurt Fernando? Have you forgotten I saved his life and spared his limbs?”
“With you
“Of course not.” He threw up his hands. “But this…”
“This is the future. Spain may keep its people from knowing anything so miraculous but the rest of the world will never stand still. They will move forward as we mire ourselves in unending battles and for what? A piece of land? A castle? What about people? Do they have no value except for your family?”
He frowned. “You matter.”
“Then try to understand why I do what I must. How important this is to me.”
“I can see that. You rage like a madwoman.”
“Perhaps I am.” She turned away. “You should leave.”
“Without you? Never.”
She crossed to the other side of the room before he could reach her. “You have no claim on me.”
“Not yet.”
Frowning, she looked over.
“Study what you want.” He made a sweeping gesture to take in all her books. “Experiment on whatever creature appeals to you. Heal when you will.”
Surprised at his comment, she softened her stance. “Truly? You believe in what I do?”
“You give me no choice, and I give you none. From this moment forward whenever and wherever you heal, I intend to accompany you as your protector.”
Chapter 4
She stepped back.
Didn’t matter. No distance would keep her from him. He was resolute in what he required, no different from Sancha with her needs.
“No.” She fisted her fingers but stopped quickly at the scrapes on her skin, pain tightening her features.
“Are you all right?”
“No.” She planted her hands on her hips and lifted her chin.
What light there was sparkled in her eyes. They appeared ghostlike, belonging to an apparition rather than the angel he first thought upon seeing her at the celebration. In either case, she was breathtaking. “You said no twice. What was the first one for?”
“Everything. You have no right to make demands of me.”
“I have every right and reason.”
She advanced a step, her frown hard. “Because of a few kisses?”
“Hardly, though I enjoyed each, the same as you. Never deny your response. I. Was. There. I saw and felt your passion.”
She glanced to the side, chest heaving with her rough breaths.
Even though the light was dim, it revealed her deepening color. Whether her blush resulted from anger, arousal, or both, he wasn’t certain. At least she wasn’t indifferent to him. As far as he was concerned, she’d always be a part of his blood, heart, the fabric of his being. Her secret had simply bound him to her even more.
Fernando had told Enrique how learned she was. He hadn’t guessed her knowledge was so great. Most women would have despaired at learning Arabic, the writing symbols rather than words. For Sancha to have taught herself treatments and potions, then to have experimented on mice to test her theories was more than he could comprehend.
He’d always considered himself a scholarly man, having had no choice except to learn everything he could as the firstborn son. He’d worked hard and had excelled. Only science had proved challenging to him. From the little he’d read, the subjects in her books were unbelievably complicated. Yet, she’d mastered them. Given what she’d accomplished tonight and had said earlier, she seemed to absorb knowledge effortlessly, possibly making her more learned than him.
He wasn’t certain what to think about that or how to feel.
“You believe my being a woman and you being a man gives you the right to tell me what to do?”
He’d have to be a lunatic to make such a claim and risk her wrath. Having her annoyed at him was bad enough. “Again, no. However, what you have already done to my brother not only gives me the right but the obligation to see no further harm comes to him because of you.”
“What?” She dropped her hands to her sides and strode to him. Like a man. “How have I hurt Fernando? Have you forgotten I saved his life and spared his limbs?”
“With you
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