Chapters (38)
- Chapter 1
- Chapter 2
- Chapter 3
- Chapter 4
- Chapter 5
- Chapter 6
- Chapter 7
- Chapter 8
- Chapter 9
- Chapter 10
- Chapter 11
- Chapter 12
- Chapter 13
- Chapter 14
- Chapter 15
- Chapter 16
- Chapter 17
- Chapter 18
- Chapter 19
- Chapter 20
- Chapter 21
- Chapter 22
- Chapter 23
- Chapter 24
- Chapter 25
- Chapter 26
- Chapter 27
- Chapter 28
- Chapter 29
- Chapter 30
- Chapter 31
- Chapter 32
- Chapter 33
- Chapter 34
- Chapter 35
- About the Author
- Also by Donna Fletcher
- Also by Donna Fletcher
Snow laughed every time a snowball struck her and was thrilled when she heard someone yell, “She got me!”
Snowballs flew, Thaw continued barking, lads and lassies laughed and cried out with joy as snowballs flew, until…
Tarass suddenly appeared and snowballs were already in flight. They hit him in the chest and back one right after the other. He stood, not moving, the scowl on his face deepening.
Silence reigned, not even a breath was heard, and Thaw crept over to Snow to hide under her cloak.
Snow could see her husband’s outline, having grown familiar with it lately. She scooped up a handful of snow. “Be ready to protect me,” she said and ran toward her husband, Thaw reluctantly following and stopping with her when she was a short distance from Tarass. She didn’t hesitate, she threw the snowball, aiming for his chest.
It struck him directly in the face and gasps rang out in the cold air.
Tarass wiped the snow from his face slowly. “Now you’re going to get it,” he warned and ran straight at his wife.
Snow turned, Thaw turning with her and barking all the way as she ran and yelled out, “Get him! Get him!” When she caught no movement, she yelled. “Protect me! Protect me!”
Snowballs flew and Tarass swatted several away while his body took several hits, not that it stopped him. He kept going, picking up speed, and reached out to grab his wife.
They tumbled down on the snow together, Tarass protecting her from the fall as best he could and Snow laughing as she came to a rest on top of him.
Snow raised her hand and yelled, “We won! We got him!”
Her victory shout was met with dead silence, the lads and lassies realizing what they had done.
Tarass heard the silence and saw the fright on the lad and lassies’ faces. He got himself and Snow to their feet.
“Who is responsible for this?” Tarass demanded and all the children stared at him, though one lone lad stepped forward.
Snow saw the outline of the lad and spoke up before he could, keeping a smile on her face as she did. “It’s my fault. I insisted on joining them and encouraged them to protect me against you.”
Tarass’s voice carried out for all the children and the villagers who had begun to gather around to hear.
“I didn’t counter-command Lady Snow’s command since I wanted to see what you would do. You made me proud when you followed Lady Snow’s order to protect her. You all are brave warriors.”
“Yeah, we won!” Snow yelled, raising her arm in the air, and shouts and cheers joined her this time.
Tarass took his wife in his arms and hugged her. “You win their hearts from the youngest to the oldest.”