Continued is the historical romance excerpt from last month, Fatal Fortune:
The earl slipped her bodice and gown back up over her shoulders.
She yanked free from his loosened hold. “The mulo, the living dead, will seek revenge unless my mother’s death ritual is completed. You must release us. We’ll be cursed for eternity.” Fiercely, she scanned the palatial room. “And you’ll be the easiest to find.”
“I haven’t hurt you,” he said.
At his slight nod, several knights hurried to his aid and examined the sticky wetness of blood. Sir Geoffrey tore a piece of cloth from his tunic and bound the earl’s wound.
“’Tis a surface cut, nothing more.” Keeping a wary eye on Valentina, the earl surveyed his men. “Leave us. All of you.”
The knights faltered.
“Are you afraid a mere Romany woman will slaughter your earl?” she asked. “Mayhap you should stay for his added protection.”
In stony reticence, the knights strode past her and out of the great hall. She met their hostile faces, her hands gripped together to stop the trembling.