To Kiss in the Shadows (12 page)

 

 

It was very much later that Lianna had the chance to lie
next to her sleeping husband and give thought to the course her life had taken. Who would have known that from such shadows of death, bereavement, and danger at court, she would have come to such a place of light and beauty? She suspected she would be forever inadequate to the task of expressing a proper amount of gratitude for the blessings of family which were now hers. Perhaps a tapestry could be made, one of sunlight and sweet things that grew and flourished. Of course, there would be shadows here and there, for what life was without them?

Especially when one's husband was of the ilk to mutter the odd charm now and again under his breath. And the saints only knew what kinds of things he would put into the cooking pot when not watched closely.

But those were the kind of shadows she could live with, especially when she had Jason of Artane in trade.

She closed her eyes, smiling deeply.

She would begin her stitchery on the morrow.

As soon as it was light.

Lynn Kurland
is the
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