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Always book. Read reviews from the world's largest community for readers. New York Times bestselling author Lynsay Sands returns with the unforgettab. Read “Always”, by Lynsay Sands online on Bookmate – New York Times bestselling author Lynsay Sands returns with the unforgettable story of a reluctant bride. Bastard daughter to the king, Rosamunde is raised in a convent and wholly prepared to take the veil until good King Henry shows up with a reluctant husband in tow for her. Suddenly, she finds herself promising to love, honor, and obey Aric always. And Rosamunde soon learns.
Else he would have stopped your father arriving until after it was done. Always is not one of Lynsay Sands 's best. Anyway this book was funny in all the incidences of not obeying, bellowing and dealing with the animals. I do not know your majesty. There was a satisfying ending, as one might come to expect, in historical romance novels.
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Sighing, he removed his cloak and handed it to Eustice, then shrugged out of his short surcoat and handed that over as well.
She will die otherwise. Nodding, he shifted as close to her as he could get and reached his hands inside the mare to help her. Rosamunde felt the back legs slip from her grip and shift away.
She just managed to tug her hands free of the mare as her father turned the animal within it's mother until it's head was at the right angle. You will have to-" Even as the words left her mouth, her father tugged on the foal's head and front legs.
Seconds later it slid out onto the straw. Time is short. Henry quickly closed his arms around her and gave up the reprimand as she knew he would. Aric shifted on his feet, his gaze leaving the girl the King was embracing, to glance at his friend. She is an exact likeness of her mother," Shrewsbury agreed, adding with a small smile, "Except for the hair.
That is wholly her father's. Let us hope she did not inherit his quick temper along with it. With all discipline and goodness, and the disobedience beat out of her," The Abbess announced staunchly, glaring at Shrewsbury for the very suggestion that she might not have been.
Then, seeming to regain herself, she forced a smile and in a much more pious tone murmured, "It is most gratifying that his majesty received my message. We feared when we heard that he was in Normandy that he might not receive the news in time to make it back for the ceremony. There was dead silence for a moment after that announcement, then Robert murmured, "The King will no doubt be a bit surprised by that knowledge.
Henrys a sight to see. His face bore a furious scowl and was so red as to seem almost purple. Even his graying hair seemed to have picked up some of the fire of his temper and shone more red than gray as he stormed angrily toward them, hands and teeth clenched.
His daughter was hard on his heels, a startled and somewhat bewildered expression on her face. I thought you had received my message and come to witness-" Her words came to an abrupt halt when her father paused in his stride and swung on her in a fury. But I can and will do something now. I am your father, and I will not allow you to throw your life away by becoming a nun. Rosamunde looked briefly stunned at those words, then seeing the stiff expression on the Abbess face at the insult in his words, she allowed her temper loose.
She looked taken aback briefly at that, then regained herself to snap, "Mayhap. He saw Mary blessed with Jesus. His face was so red as to be almost purple with his rage.
It was the Bishop who intervened, drawing his attention with the gentle words, "Your Majesty, it is a great honor to become a bride of God.
If Rosamunde truly has a calling, it is not well done to force her to-". Thanks to your dilly dallying, we nearly did not arrive here in time. MY GOD! If I hadn't chanced to hear of Aric's broken betrothal and saved a day's riding by choosing him to groom, instead of Rosshuen, we would have been too late!
The Abbess blinked at him, taken aback. It was Rosamunde's mother's wish that she follow in her footsteps and become a nun. She said so on her death bed.
And you have never arranged a betrothal, I thought you agreed. But what I meant was, why was I not informed of the upcoming ceremony for her to take the veil? I do not know your majesty. I did send word. Some time ago in fact. It should have reached you in plenty of time for you to attend. We hoped you might.
The King turned on Shrewsbury again at that news, eyes narrowed and accusing, but the Bishop merely shrugged and murmured, "We have been moving around quite a bit, my Liege.
Le Mans then Chinon Mayhap it arrived after we left. I shall, of course, look into it the moment we return. Henry glared at him briefly, then turned on his daughter. You will marry. You are the only child of mine who has not turned against me. I will see grandchildren from you. Her mouth thinned at the possibility. For truly no man in history had suffered so by betrayal as her father.
Every one of his legitimate son's, her half brothers, had come to turn on him under the influence of their mother, the Queen Eleanor. His expression turned solemn at that and he reached out to clasp her by the shoulders.
The love of my life.
I am a selfish old man, child. I would see the fruit of our love grow and bloom and cast it's seeds across the land, not be stifled and die here in this convent. Rosamunde sighed at that, her shoulders slumping in defeat. Who is my groom? Daughter, your husband, Aric of Burkhart. Then, grimacing apologetically as she saw it's less than pristine condition, she retracted it and dropped a quick curtsy instead. Before Aric could even murmur a polite greeting in response, the King announced, "You should change.
It was all a bit dismaying to him as well. Rosamunde gaped after them, then glanced to Eustice with a start when the sister took her arm and urged her to follow.
The child was unnaturally pale. King Henry and Adela were already out of sight. My mother wished it so. She told the Abbess. And my father never arranged a betrothal. I was raised to be a nun. What if he is angered that I am not to be one? Else he would have stopped your father arriving until after it was done.
Would he not? Frowning, Rosamunde tilted her head to consider that and Sister Eustice continued, "It seems to me that it must have been God himself who lead your father here in time to prevent your taking the veil. Were he even a day later in arriving, the ceremony would have been done by now.
Sighing to herself, Eustice urged her into moving along the hall again, managing to get her to the small cell that had been Rosamunde's room since childhood. Ushering the still stunned girl inside, she urged her to sit on the side of her tiny, hard bed, then turned to search through her small chest for the white gown the girl had made for taking the veil the next day.
Coming up empty handed, she whirled to frown at Rosamunde. Rosamunde glanced up distractedly. Oh, Sister Margaret offered to hang it for me for tomorrow to let out any wrinkles. I shall return directly. Rosamunde watched the door close behind her friend and mentor, then sank back on the bed with a sigh.
She was having difficulty absorbing what was happening. Just that morning, her life had been set, her path a comfortable secure one. Now, events seemed to have careened out of control, changing the course of her life, and she was not sure it was in a direction which she wished to go. It looked like she had little choice however. Her father's decisions were law. For everyone. To a man she had never met before and had got only a fleeting glimpse of but moments ago when her father had introduced them.
She could have looked at him longer, but had found herself suddenly shy. Rosamunde had never experienced shyness before. But then she had had very little occasion to be in the presence of men during her life.
Do you want to remove all your recent searches? Playing next. Bastard daughter to the king, Rosamunde was raised in a convent and wholly prepared to take the veil. Suddenly, she found herself promising to love, honor, and obey Aric. But Rosamunde's education had not covered a wedding night, and the stables were a poor example for an untried girl.
Would Aric bite her neck like the animals did their mates? The virile warrior seemed capable of such animal passion, but his eyes promised something sweeter. And Rosamunde soon learned that while she may have trouble with obeying him, it would not be hard to lover her new husband forever.
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