Marian’s passion for Sir Guy overwhelms her........

I slip in through the door left unlocked, quietly, softly as a whisper. You lay asleep, the light from the fire dancing on your chest, while that which gave me so much pleasure lies covered by the soft woven blanket. Your right arm folded over your ( Read more... )

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The Christmas Wish

Nottingham Castle

Lady Marian of Knighton leaned her back against the door to her bedroom, her hands still on the handle. The servants’ laughter echoed through the door.  She lifted her face and closed her eyes tightly. Afraid the tears would ( Read more... )