Saturday, May 28, 2016

Accolon reports about the assassin to Morghe in Ch 12/Sc 4a of RAGING SEA by @KimHeadlee #amwriting

Graphic overlay c2016 by Kim Headlee.
The convention in romantic fiction dealing with the patient-caregiver relationship is that the patient falls in love with the caregiver. The ensuing conflict revolves around the caregiver struggling to remain stoic while the patient escalates his or her advances.

I care for conventions only in as far as I can twist them to suit my purposes.

In today's excerpt from Raging Sea, Accolon plays caregiver to the wounded Morghe.

Little does he suspect that she already has him wrapped around her pinky.

Previous excerpts of Raging Sea 
Chapters 1–6 in Raging Sea: Reckonings
 Chapter 7: Sc 1 | Sc 2 | Sc 3 | Sc 4 | Sc 5a | Sc 5b |
Chapter 8: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 2 | Sc 3a | Sc 3b |
Chapter 9: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 1c | Sc 1d | Sc 1e |
Chapter 10: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 2a | Sc 2b | Sc 3a | Sc 3b | Sc 3c |
Chapter 11: Sc 1aSc 1b | Sc 1c | Sc 2 | Sc 3a | Sc 3b |
Chapter 12: Sc 1a | Sc 1b | Sc 1c | Sc 2 | Sc 3 |

Raging Sea Chapter 12, Scene 4a
©2016 by Kim Headlee
All rights reserved.

“Where am I?” came a faint voice from the bed.

Accolon, who had not left Morghe’s side from the moment the medics had brought her to the Port Dhoo-Glass infirmary for the physician to examine his handiwork, pronounce it good, and suggest that she recuperate here for the next several days, leaned forward to press a damp cloth to her glistening brow. “The fortress. Prefect Conall’s quarters. You’re safe now.”

“The assassin?”

“Caught. Interrogated.” Accolon allowed a brief smile to relieve his worry. “Dead.”

“Who was he?”

“A Saxon who believed he had targeted Gyanhumara.”

Morghe struggled to rise at that, put too much pressure on her wounded shoulder, and sank down with a pained groan. “God. What is it with that woman and this damned spit of an island? The last time, we became caught up in an invasion that could have gotten us both killed.”

With a sigh she closed her eyes. It made her look so fragile, so vulnerable… so desirable…

He stopped that thought with a sharp shake of the head. And yet it couldn’t prevent him from saying, softly, “I’m glad that didn’t happen. Either time.”

She cracked open one eye and gave him a sardonic look. “Are you, now? What is that supposed to mean, Accolon map Anwas, best friend of my husband?”

What, indeed?


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