When TRM was released I told myself that I wouldn't waste my time on this book.. Yet here I am crying over TRM's fate bc it was too late when I realised that it was way better than I imagined😢😭😭😭
Will someone explain to me what MC meant when she said “all those times! That was you?” In regards to finding out kayden has magic? Uh I don’t remember him using magic ever...what am I missing?
Spending the night snuggled up with Kaydan in my bed? 😍
Fantasizing about a life together away from being nobles, and opening a bakery? (😍🍞🥐🥖🥨 Super cute)
Although I got into my nightgown the poor guy was too sore to get out of his clothes. Falling out of a window to save us will do that. Ouch! 😥
Getting a glimpse into his life as a Vescovi bastard? Finding out why Cyrus hates him so much? Double Ouch. 😥😥
Drawing his sword and threatening to slice up his half-brother if he hurt me? Still fighting off Cyrus after falling from a window? Such a hero. 😍😍😍 (although he hates the 'h' word.)
This scene was cute. So flirty and fun, but too short. Nibbling on his ear and making him moan so that he'd let go of my wrists was so hot though. I played the chapter over again and chose the option to wrap my leg around his waist too. Damn this girl is seriously horny for some Crown Shield sword play. But he won't do much more than let his hands wander and do some tonsil jousting.
Cast of Characters: (MC) Julia Aster, Kayden Vescovi, Teapot the guard, various marketplace folk.
Rated: PG
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Part Three : The Mariner and the Maiden
I nudge my horse to follow Kaydan as he pulls away from the line of carriages. After turning a bend in the road the sound of the carriage wheels and trotting horses fades and as I look over at Kaydan he seems to have relaxed a little.
"A change of scenery is nice." I venture, still feeling uncertain about where Kaydan is leading me.
When he looks over at me his usual stoic, unreadable expression has fallen away, and he gives me a happy smile that lights up his whole face.
"This kind of change is welcome. It feels like a lifetime since I've explored town as a free man without responsibilities."
I laugh, "You're still responsible for me, and to get us back before we're missed."
He nods, "Be that as it may, for now I don't want us to be Crown Shield or Lady Aster. Let's escape from that life and choose to be other people, if only for a short time."
As the bustling marketplace on the edge of town comes into view I feel a sense of wonder at the crowd of people and the brightly colored awnings.
"Who shall we be then?" I ask, as I look at the various people in the market for inspiration.
Kaydan looks at me for a long moment and then leads us toward a hotel next to the market. He dismounts his horse and ties it to a hitching post and then secures my horse before offering his help to get me down.
The slippery fabric of my dress causes me to slide sideways out of the saddle too quickly and with a yelp of surprise I find myself falling down on top of him. Somehow he manages to catch me in his arms, although he has to shuffle his feet a bit to not end up on the ground himself.
As he holds me tightly against his chest I can feel him start to laugh. "If I remember correctly this is the second time you've fallen into my arms."
Trying to catch my breath from the shock of falling I suddenly realize how close my lips are to his. I touch his cheek and smile, dropping my voice to a whisper, "Thankyou Kaydan, now perhaps you should put me down. People are staring."
I can feel his body stiffen momentarily, as he blushes and gently puts me down on my feet.
Fixing my skirt and then brushing my hair back over my shoulder, I try to push aside how intimate it had felt to be held in his arms so tightly. "So what were we talking about?"
Kaydan is busy putting his riding gloves in his saddle bag, and I notice he's having trouble meeting my eyes. He's so cute when he gets all flustered. Clearing his throat he straightens up and takes a quick glance around the market.
"We were going to choose new identities so we could escape court for a moment."
"Oh that's right, such a clever idea. You choose for me and then I'll choose for you." I say.
He looks at me for a few seconds, and I can only guess at what he's thinking. Finally he starts walking toward the lineup of shopping stalls and I hurry to catch up.
"I'd choose an Artist or Painter for you. As a scribe you're no stranger to holding a quill and making intricate designs on paper. I can easily imagine you as a Great Master's apprentice walking around the market looking for inspiration."
I quirk an eyebrow, "That's oddly specific, you think I'd be a good painter?"
"You're highly intelligent and are used to working independently just as a painter would. I've seen your creativity in action as you easily adapt to any situation, just like a painter might improvise with colour to make something uniquely their own creation."
I can't help but smile at his unexpected compliments. "Why thankyou kindly, I accept. Just like a painter, as a scribe I was no stranger to having my fingers stained by my medium. So you've chosen well."
He nods, offering me his arm, I smile as I tuck my hand in the crook of his elbow. As we stroll toward the market vendors together he asks, "So what's my story then? Julia the artist. Paint me a picture."
"Well let me see. You're a mariner on leave and looking for some fun before you have to go back to sea. And while you're ashore you meet a beautiful young painter in search of her next masterpiece."
"A mariner you say?"
"Yes, a mariner and a poet. Your fellow shipmates are so jealous of your prowess with words, and demand that you tell them stories every night as they lay in their bunks."
Kaydan laughs, "I'm hardly a storyteller, definitely not a poet."
I smile and give his arm a squeeze, "Oh I don't know about that. I've seen you with your fellow guardsmen, and there's no doubt they're a colorful bunch. I bet you could tell me a story about each of them."
Kaydan chuckles, blushing a bit as he lowers his voice. "None fit for a Lady's ears I'm afraid."
"I don't know Kaydan, what would you tell them about today? Is your company not worthy of inspiring a few words?"
He looks at me as if his story is written all over my face, and as his eyes linger on me I see a smile tug at the corner of his mouth. "I say that story hasn't been written yet. And if I were to put quill to paper I would surely keep this story for myself."
Between the kaleidoscope of sights and sounds of the market and the pleasure of having Kaydan at my side I feel positively giddy with excitement. But I can't resist the urge to take my 'Mariner' off of guard duty.
"Well this muse needs to stretch her legs a little. There's plenty of market to see so let's split up, and explore. Come find me later and we'll see where our story goes."
"Are you ok wandering the market alone? You know this goes against every bit of my training as a guard." He warns, looking concerned.
"Aha, well you're not a guard at the moment. You're a mariner out looking for treasures. Besides like you said I'm independent, capable and smart. And in this dress I stand out like a sail on the horizon anyway. I'm not going to run away, just keep an eye on me and I'll keep an eye out for you."
With a sigh Kaydan steps away from me, "Ok fine, we'll explore the market separately. But only for a little while."
"I promise if anything bad happens I'll scream and make a fuss, so that you can come running and be my knight in leather armor."
While Kaydan reluctantly blends into the crowd of people. I choose a parallel path of market vendors and check out the wares. Under an awning woven with a colorful design, I approach a lady wearing flowing robes. She's standing behind a display of delicate glass bottles. Some have wooden or glass stoppers and others are open to be smelled or sampled. From the mixed spicy, floral and musky aromas I can tell she's selling perfumes.
She smiles at me, "Good morrow to you M'lady, would you care to sample a new scent today?"
"Yes, that would be lovely."
"Something sweet and floral or something musky with a hint of spice?"
Being around Kaydan I'm reminded of the strong scent of musk and leather. Which works nicely on him. My own toiletries table always has rosewater and citrusy scents for me to wear thanks to my sister Annalise. Today I want something different.
"Do you have anything spicy and floral? I'm trying to draw someone's attention."
The lady smiles and picks up an empty bottle, she adds a few drops from various other bottles and then a clear liquid to dilute them. After placing the stopper she gives it a little shake and then hands me the dampened cap to sniff.
"Tell me what you think of this." She says with a grin.
Bringing the cap to my nose I'm assaulted by a heady dizzying scent of flowers and some kind of unknown spice. It makes me cough at first, but then as I catch a whiff on the breeze I inhale deeply and the scent mellows to something more pleasant.
"I like it. I'll take the whole bottle."
I hand her the cap and she secures it to the bottle and then I give her some coins from my purse. She wraps the bottle in a scrap of cloth and then hands it to me. As other people gather around me to look at her perfumes, I nod my thanks and move on.
Undoing the cap I dab some of the perfume on my neck and into my hair at the nape. I'm hoping Kaydan notices it, but I feel a knot in my stomach at the thought of Hector smelling it too. I have no interest in being matched with another strange suitor, but my duty to the Crown requires it. I tuck the bottle away in my pocket, and move along the row.
Looking across through the crowd I search for Kaydan. A catch sight of a pair of broad shoulders and a head of dark hair but he's turned away from me and I'm not sure if it's him.
I quickly pass by a group of vendors hocking various meats and roasted animals on sticks that make my stomach turn in unhappy ways. And then I come across a kindly middle aged woman sitting quietly and knitting behind her display of various handmade objects of leather and wood.
I still have a few coins left and I want to buy something for Kaydan. The objects vary from hand carved wooden chess sets, boxes of gambling dice, various leather belts and pieces of braided jewelry and a collection of small leather bound books.
I'm hoping any of these things might bring him some enjoyment, whether he played games with his fellow guards or needed replacement leather pieces for whatever. But as a lover of books myself it's those that catch my eye. I run my finger along the spine of a brown book with an embossed leather cover.
The lady smiles at me, and sets her needlework aside. "Good day to you Ma'am is there something that catches your interest?"
I smile as I pick up the book and hold it out to her, "Yes, what can you tell me about these books?"
"They're books rescued from the private library of a nobleman who had no heirs to pass them down to. The new Duke and Duchess of Valtoria had no use for them when they took over the manor and decided to renovate."
Looking down at the book in my hand, and at all the other books. I can't believe my good fortune at finding these lost treasures, but alas I only have enough coins for one. Opening the book I see it's a handwritten journal containing snippets of poetry. Apart from the first handful of pages the rest are blank.
When I had given Kaydan the book from my sister's collection, he had admitted to not owning any. With this journal he would have two, and hopefully he'll be inspired to write down his thoughts when he has time alone. I don't know how often he gets the chance to read, especially amidst the company of his fellow guards. But I want him to have something else to remember me by once my marriage to Hector takes me away from him. Thinking about Hector makes me feel uncomfortable, but I shake it off and offer to pay for the journal.
The lady smiles, holding up her hand and shaking her head. "You were kind enough to show interest in a piece of someone who was dear to me, please just take it and give it a loving home."
"Are you sure? I can offer a few coins for your trouble."
"I'm sure, pass it along to someone you love so that his words aren't forgotten."
I smile and shake the hand of the woman after she wraps the book up for me. "Thankyou so much."
With a nod she goes back to her chair and resumes her knitting.
Tucking the wrapped book under my arm I continue to the end of the market and find myself in the middle of the town square. A small crowd has gathered to listen to a trio of stringed musicians. Their lively tune has many people clapping hands or tapping their feet. A few brave souls have even paired up to dance.
I'm thoroughly engrossed in the entertainment and don't hear Kaydan approach me from behind. When he places his hand gently on my arm I gasp and stumble back into him. "Kaydan! You frightened me."
He leans down and whispers in my ear, "That's the fun part, because catching you off guard means you end up in my arms."
I grin and nudge him on the arm as he steps in next to be, "Is this the mariner talking? Be careful there Kaydan, lest your verbal innuendo earn you the same nefarious reputation as your brother Cyrus."
"Half-.."
"Sorry, half-brother."
Kaydan shakes his head looking slightly offended, "I would have to crawl on my belly in the muck in order to stoop low enough to reach his level of depravity."
"Relax I'm only playing with you. I know you're a much more honorable man than Cyrus could ever hope to be."
