By Amy Tolnitch
5 years in the past, Cain Veuxfort, Earl of Hawksdown, accountability and broke Amice de Monceaux's middle. yet now he wishes her. Desperately. For Amice has a really certain expertise. She is a Spirit Goddess, capable of aid stressed souls circulate on. And Cain has a really stressed ghost he needs fervently would go away his citadel. fearful to regain order in his chaotic lifestyles, Cain deals Amice the single factor he is convinced she cannot face up to; an Italian villa at the sea in alternate for her specific prone. even supposing Amice's wound is deep, and as clean and painful as ever, she has the same opinion to aid her former lover. lifestyles at the Italian coast could be the commence of a brand new existence for her. might be then she is going to ultimately be ready to positioned the prior at the back of her in addition to an importunate Highland lord who desires not anything much less that her hand in marriage. yet there's extra occurring at citadel Falcon's Craig than an easy haunting, and multiple tragic story of unrequited love. but to set issues correct, for either the residing and the useless, Cain needs to locate the braveness to shed his masks of indifference, Amice needs to circulate past her ache to forgive, and lengthy useless, star-crossed enthusiasts needs to lead all of them at the route to a misplaced contact of bliss.
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Cain managed to catch the older man by the legs, and they fell on the soiled rushes in a heap. “Give me that damn sword,” Cain ordered. Somewhat sheepishly, his uncle handed it over. 28 ✹ Amy Tolnitch Cain stood up, brushed a piece of bread from his hair, and set the sword on a table. ” another voice demanded. Amice turned to find a young woman staring at the scene with disbelief. She heard Piers groan. Cain’s sigh was audible across the expanse of the hall. “Hello, Sister. ” This was Cain’s sister?
Did she know what happened at Chasteney? She squared her shoulders. ” Edging closer, Agatha lowered her eyes, then raised her chin in a firm expression Amice recognized from Cain. ” “Teach you? ” Agatha fiddled with the folds of her drab, blue bliaut. ” “I . . I do not understand. ” Agatha bit her lip. ” She A Lost Touch of Bliss ✹ 53 gave Amice a forlorn expression. ” Amice’s mind reeled to find the right words of reassurance. ” Agatha beamed a smile, and Amice realized for the first time that it might indeed be possible.
She slammed the shutters closed and took a big gulp of wine. She should be thankful, she told herself. It was a reminder to her not to weaken. A tear leaked from her eye and the wall around her heart split open. She gulped in air, willing her emotions back behind her shields. But she felt as if Cain had sliced open her chest and no matter how hard she tried to keep A Lost Touch of Bliss ✹ 41 them in, her long-buried feelings bled out of the fissure. Fool. I am naught but a fool. “Please, dear Lord, help me to finish my task quickly.
A Lost Touch of Bliss by Amy Tolnitch