are
close."
Beth embraced him tighter as he strode
forward and his exceptional eyesight caught glimpses of the back of
a well-lit mansion.
"What if someone sees me," Beth exclaimed,
turning her face into Trinity's strong neck. She didn't know what
to think or do. She was nearly afraid to ever let go of Trinity.
She felt him stop as he held her close.
"Bring him here," Trinity called.
She was so grateful he'd rescued her, when
he didn't know her. "Thank you," she offered, with her voice soft,
but tight. Then hot tears began running down her cheeks.
"Maiden? … Lady Beth?" His deep voice was
questioning, but she was too choked to respond.
Then she heard, "Beth!" It was Adam's voice.
She tried to call his name, but her crying only worsened.
"By God! What have you done to her?" Adam
demanded.
He rushed forward, however he was stalled by
the look alone of the tall, blond-haired man holding his weeping
sister in his arms. Adam quickly placed the man as another
Blacknall brother by his build and blond hair. The light was better
from the back of the mansion, just beyond the edge of the woods,
and he could see this brother better. He hoped he'd never have to
cross the man because he looked dangerous. His face was etched in
stone and pinpoints in his irises glowed with a red embedded in
unearthly yellow.
As much as the man made him pause, this
Blacknall held his weeping sister. His heart nearly broke. Beth
looked to be in quite a state with her black hair unbound and
trailing over her and the man that carried her. Adam could tell by
her bare shoulder and feet that her clothing was also in wild
disarray. If he'd not seen the mangled body of innocent Lady Ariel
earlier, he'd believe the blond brute holding Beth had ravaged
her.
Not even danger over the lethal qualities of
the Blacknall holding his sister was going to stop him from trying
to bring her to safety. He stiffened his spine, and he walked
toward Beth. It appeared this Blacknall looked as strained as any
man he'd ever seen.
Adam cleared his throat as the man's glassy
and unnatural eyes studied him. "I will take Lady Beth now," Adam
demanded with as much authority as he could muster into his
voice.
"In a moment," the brute uttered and the
aura surrounding him intensified.
"Now, listen here!" Adam replied hotly,
starting forward with his arms stretched outward.
" Do not try it," the man snarled, and
Adam swore he looked every bit a savage beast.
"Wait! Trinity means her no harm." Adam
stopped his determined advance at the sound of Christian
Blacknall's voice as he learned the name of the blond brute holding
his sister.
"Christian, stay away!" Trinity shouted, and
Adam turned to see Christian still coming toward them. "She's
bleeding, Christian! And there is something unnatural about the
effect," Trinity uttered.
"Bleeding!" Adam yelled, with alarmed
question. "Beth, come here now!" he yelled, while fairly leaping
toward her. Strong hands grabbed him, pulling him back from the
snarling Trinity, as his sister screamed and cried.
"Nay, Lord Winslow," Christian begged him.
"Please listen, we only want to help, but you must help us!"
Christian exclaimed.
Adam heaved panting breaths as he heard
Trinity speaking with compassionate tones to his sister. "Lady
Beth, do not be afraid," Trinity said. "I will give you to your
brother, but I need your help."
Adam could hear Beth's voice catch on her
weeping as she tried to speak. "W-What is it, Lord Trinity?"
Adam looked at Christian whose face was
turned away from him. Christian's body felt like a taut wire beside
him that might snap.
"When, Lord Winslow, takes you I need you to
leave swiftly from here. When your brother takes you, he needs to
take you quickly. Do you understand, maiden?"
Adam heard Beth's voice whisper something,
then louder, but still shaking, she said. "I understand, my
lord."
Christian gripped Adam's arm tighter. "Lord
Winslow, you must not tell the authorities we were here. We all
must go quickly
close."
Beth embraced him tighter as he strode
forward and his exceptional eyesight caught glimpses of the back of
a well-lit mansion.
"What if someone sees me," Beth exclaimed,
turning her face into Trinity's strong neck. She didn't know what
to think or do. She was nearly afraid to ever let go of Trinity.
She felt him stop as he held her close.
"Bring him here," Trinity called.
She was so grateful he'd rescued her, when
he didn't know her. "Thank you," she offered, with her voice soft,
but tight. Then hot tears began running down her cheeks.
"Maiden? … Lady Beth?" His deep voice was
questioning, but she was too choked to respond.
Then she heard, "Beth!" It was Adam's voice.
She tried to call his name, but her crying only worsened.
"By God! What have you done to her?" Adam
demanded.
He rushed forward, however he was stalled by
the look alone of the tall, blond-haired man holding his weeping
sister in his arms. Adam quickly placed the man as another
Blacknall brother by his build and blond hair. The light was better
from the back of the mansion, just beyond the edge of the woods,
and he could see this brother better. He hoped he'd never have to
cross the man because he looked dangerous. His face was etched in
stone and pinpoints in his irises glowed with a red embedded in
unearthly yellow.
As much as the man made him pause, this
Blacknall held his weeping sister. His heart nearly broke. Beth
looked to be in quite a state with her black hair unbound and
trailing over her and the man that carried her. Adam could tell by
her bare shoulder and feet that her clothing was also in wild
disarray. If he'd not seen the mangled body of innocent Lady Ariel
earlier, he'd believe the blond brute holding Beth had ravaged
her.
Not even danger over the lethal qualities of
the Blacknall holding his sister was going to stop him from trying
to bring her to safety. He stiffened his spine, and he walked
toward Beth. It appeared this Blacknall looked as strained as any
man he'd ever seen.
Adam cleared his throat as the man's glassy
and unnatural eyes studied him. "I will take Lady Beth now," Adam
demanded with as much authority as he could muster into his
voice.
"In a moment," the brute uttered and the
aura surrounding him intensified.
"Now, listen here!" Adam replied hotly,
starting forward with his arms stretched outward.
" Do not try it," the man snarled, and
Adam swore he looked every bit a savage beast.
"Wait! Trinity means her no harm." Adam
stopped his determined advance at the sound of Christian
Blacknall's voice as he learned the name of the blond brute holding
his sister.
"Christian, stay away!" Trinity shouted, and
Adam turned to see Christian still coming toward them. "She's
bleeding, Christian! And there is something unnatural about the
effect," Trinity uttered.
"Bleeding!" Adam yelled, with alarmed
question. "Beth, come here now!" he yelled, while fairly leaping
toward her. Strong hands grabbed him, pulling him back from the
snarling Trinity, as his sister screamed and cried.
"Nay, Lord Winslow," Christian begged him.
"Please listen, we only want to help, but you must help us!"
Christian exclaimed.
Adam heaved panting breaths as he heard
Trinity speaking with compassionate tones to his sister. "Lady
Beth, do not be afraid," Trinity said. "I will give you to your
brother, but I need your help."
Adam could hear Beth's voice catch on her
weeping as she tried to speak. "W-What is it, Lord Trinity?"
Adam looked at Christian whose face was
turned away from him. Christian's body felt like a taut wire beside
him that might snap.
"When, Lord Winslow, takes you I need you to
leave swiftly from here. When your brother takes you, he needs to
take you quickly. Do you understand, maiden?"
Adam heard Beth's voice whisper something,
then louder, but still shaking, she said. "I understand, my
lord."
Christian gripped Adam's arm tighter. "Lord
Winslow, you must not tell the authorities we were here. We all
must go quickly
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