The Unknown Man: Book 1 in The Keepers of the Orbs Series by J.G. Gatewood Page B

and strolled away. After about five paces, she looked back and said, “We’ll leave at first light tomorrow. Tonight we’re asked to attend a reception welcoming me home, and marking the beginning of our journey.” She turned and continued walking.
    He pleaded with Liniana. “Can’t we set out today? I’ve already enjoyed your parent’s hospitality and would like to be on our way.”
    Without turning to look at him, she replied, “Tomorrow! Tonight we dine.” She made her way to the palace as the man sat awestruck by what had transpired.
    Captain Markel walked over to him. “She’s something, isn't she?” He waited until the man acknowledged him. “I’ve trained her and watched over her since she could walk. Very independent, that one. I would be careful if I were you. She has a way of getting what she wants. I don’t envy you one bit.” He chuckled. “It would be best if you prepared for dinner. You don’t want to be late.” The captain looked at him again and turned, dismissing the recruits as he walked away.
    The man reached his quarters and found that the servants had drawn him a hot bath. He surveyed the room and walked over to the bureau. Upon opening the drawers, he found an array of clothing that would fit his build. He selected a pair of black breeches and a crimson silk tunic decorated with the crest of Havenbrook.
    He stripped off his clothing and laid down in the bath. The hot water soothed his muscles and put him in a state of total relaxation. He found himself lost in thought. Warriors are not supposed to be healers. Females are not supposed to be warriors. He couldn’t resist as his thoughts continued to drift back to her beautiful face. A woman had never captivated his attention quite like this; at least not any woman remembered. He tried to shake it off. I’m young, but what if I’m already married, or promised to another woman ? He made the decision that no matter how beautiful and engaging this woman seemed, he would not pursue her.
    With this new reality recognized, he stepped out of the bathtub and put on the clothes he had selected earlier. Donning his new attire, he felt even more uncomfortable. He sighed, flattened out the creases in the clothing, and proceeded to the dining hall. Once he reached the hall, a servant directed him toward a seat on the dais. Oh great, he thought to himself. Already feeling embarrassed by wearing these ridiculous clothes, now he would be the center of attention for all of those dining in the hall. He wondered if the situation could get any worse.
    The aromas in the hall overwhelmed him and made his stomach growl. The table appeared to be set for a long dinner with multiple courses. He glanced to his left and noticed a servant walking in his direction with a pitcher of red wine. Hoping this would help to ease his stress, he grabbed his goblet and motioned for the servant to pour him some. With the glass filled, the servant started to leave. He placed his left hand on her shoulder, which surprised her, and she tried to skirt away. He emptied the goblet and brought it back down for her to refill. She obliged and left the vicinity before he put his hands on her again. He shrugged and finished half of the goblet in one gulp.
    As he started to sit, three trumpeters blared out, marking the arrival of someone important. Everyone in the hall stood at attention. He turned to face the entryway leading to the dais. Several guards filed out, and stood flanking the doorway itself. Liniana entered and was adorned by a light blue, silk dress stretching to the floor. Intricate silver patterns and milky white pearls decorated the gown. Several braids curled around her head before trailing down over her longer straight hair. She looked stunning; the image of beauty itself. She must have had a team of servants working to prepare her for the dinner. Remembering his thoughts from earlier, he shifted his gaze to the guards so her elegance wouldn’t overwhelm him. Following