The Lady of Fairhaven Read Free Page A

Your life has changed now that I have arrived. Had you not needed a guardian you should not have summoned me. Acting as your guardian I will do what I feel I must to protect this manor and its lands. Do not contradict me again. It will not be tolerated.”
    While taking a leman was an accepted practice of the times, the idea that she should share her home with one was beyond Gillian’s ability to comprehend with such short notice. The whole idea would take some time to get used to. But the thought of defending her right to maintain her status as chatelaine was insufferable. Gillian shivered at the thought of this man ruling her life. She also knew it would be dangerous to defy him openly at this time.
    “ Very well Uncle, but do not think you can overstep your rights as guardian. The wishes of my parents are to be observed.” Her voice rang clear and loud for all to hear. There would be no whispered threats. Gillian’s boldness surprised everyone within hearing range. She sounded much stronger than she felt. She convinced herself this was not a selfish act. Never had an ounce of defiance coursed through her, but in this brief time, her uncle provoked her beyond tolerance.
    “ And so they shall become as mine,” Oliver said. His practiced lack of expression concealed another emotion seething beneath the surface. Schooled to hide his intentions, the steely hint of the chastising look he silently shot in her direction was passed by. Even the fleeting flex of his lips slashing through his handsome features was overlooked. “Katherine will, undoubtedly, be disappointed but will make the best of it. She is a resourceful woman.”
    Oliver turned away and ordered to have the rest of the party join them. Two-dozen men in all penetrated the silence of the yard after passing under the portcullis. A simple carriage laden with trunks came to a stop within feet of Oliver and the group assembled with him.
    One man opened the door and extended a hand to help the lone occupant. The delicate pale fingers rested lightly on the man’s wrist. Soon an arm, shoulder, and body emerged from the darkened interior.
    Katherine was a beautiful woman. In spite of the long trip, her dark gold hair was impeccably styled in a twist that culminated with an intricate combination of braids and cords. Her pale complexion was accented with the scarlet hues reflected from her linen gown, adding just a touch of healthy color to her skin. A bit too much bosom was exposed over her bodice, but her shapely figure would be enticing to any man taking the time to look. And every man in the yard lowered his weapon long enough to take time to examine the twin swells of flesh bursting over the confining fabric. A ruby pendant, nestled in the valley of her breasts, drew attention to the creamy flesh.
    Katherine was older and slightly taller than Gillian, which somehow seemed to give her an advantage. Her stature and carriage demanded attention. In spite of her over exposed chest, her dress was stylish and flattering. After a tedious journey, the woman still appeared fresh. Every hair was in place, and a blush colored her high cheekbones. She was a vision of mature beauty.
    She moved with the grace of a woman who knew her own body. With an upward tilt of her chin, she stepped forward to Oliver and Gillian. Her curtsy was slight and her head never lowered. Gillian had been slighted. A sharp intake of air from a nearby servant marked the insult.
    Her hand reached forward to the keys hanging from Gillian’s waist. “Have you made arrangements for me?” she asked sweetly of Oliver. Gillian stood her ground but clutched the chain in her hand. Anne gasped at her boldness. “Your room is being prepared. Please let me know if there is anything you might require. Cecily will attend you.”
    “ I’m sure you would like to bathe and rest before we join Gillian for dinner, Katherine,” he said as his hand gently intercepted his leman’s before contact was made with the keys