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Chapters (51)
  1. Cover
  2. About Dreamer's Pool
  3. Title page
  4. Contents
  5. Dedication
  6. Character List
  7. 1 Blackthorn
  8. 2 Grim
  9. 3 Oran
  10. 4 Blackthorn
  11. 5 Grim
  12. 6 Oran
  13. 7 Blackthorn
  14. 8 Grim
  15. 9 Oran
  16. 10 Blackthorn
  17. 11 Grim
  18. 12 Oran
  19. 13 Blackthorn
  20. 14 Oran
  21. 15 Blackthorn
  22. 16 Oran
  23. 17 Blackthorn
  24. 18 Grim
  25. 19 Oran
  26. 20 Blackthorn
  27. 21 Grim
  28. 22 Oran
  29. 23 Grim
  30. 24 Blackthorn
  31. 25 Oran
  32. 26 Grim
  33. 27 Blackthorn
  34. 28 Grim
  35. 29 Oran
  36. 30 Blackthorn
  37. 31 Grim
  38. 32 Blackthorn
  39. 33 Oran
  40. 34 Grim
  41. 35 Blackthorn
  42. 36 Grim
  43. 37 Oran
  44. 38 Blackthorn
  45. 39 Oran
  46. 40 Grim
  47. 41 Blackthorn
  48. Acknowledgments
  49. About Juliet Marillier
  50. Also by Juliet Marillier
  51. Copyright page

‘You don’t displease me, Flidais.’ I set down my goblet and came to kneel beside her where she sat on the bench. I took her hands in mine. ‘Never think that. The situation was difficult, meeting face to face for the first time after our letters . . . And the terrible event at Dreamer’s Pool . . . Little wonder that we both felt somewhat awkward. And what occurred with Bramble did not make it easier for you.’

‘Donagan told me Bramble spent last night in your bedchamber.’

‘She did, and slept soundly. But that cannot be a long-term arrangement, of course.’ I would have been happy to keep it thus; but if Bramble was likely to bark and bite in Flidais’s presence, she clearly could not sleep on the bed once we were hand-fasted. ‘With your permission, when Aunt Sochla arrives I will ask her to take charge of your little friend.’

‘You don’t need my permission,’ Flidais said. ‘You’re a prince.’

‘I’m your future husband. I’m the man who loves you. And Bramble is your dog. I may be a prince, but I try to respect the wishes of others. That applies not only to the people close to me, but to everyone I encounter.’

She dropped her gaze. ‘Now I’ve made you cross.’

‘Not at all.’ I reached up to lay my hand against her cheek. ‘Sometimes I do get a little pompous; it’s one of my failings. Now we’d best open the door, or Donagan and Mhairi will be imagining all manner of things.’

‘It seems a long time until the hand-fasting,’ Flidais said softly. ‘Don’t you think so, Oran?’ She was looking directly at me now, and what I saw in her eyes stirred me.

‘A very long time,’ I said, tracing my finger across her lips. ‘I know it will try my patience to the limit.’

‘Mine too,’ said Flidais with a smile.

At that moment there was a discreet tapping on the door – Donagan, no doubt, warning me that it was time to bring this to a close. Which was perhaps just as well, since desire was threatening to overwhelm me yet again.

‘Farewell for now, dearest,’ I said, rising to my feet.

‘Farewell, Oran.’ She rose and went to the door. It was only after she was gone, and Mhairi with her, that I noticed she had left my gift behind.

15 Blackthorn

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~BLACKTHORN~