A Stormy Knight (27 page)
Authors: Amy Mullen
"
You, you
â¦
you allowed Phillip to rape me?
"
she asked, feeling
she was
about to hyperventilate.
"
Nay, I did not, but I certainly did not want to see him dragged away in chains with me being at his home. I had no choice but to knock out Oliver so Phillip would not be caught. He was, as you know, but I managed to warn
him
of what would happen if he mentioned me.
"
Gemma let it sink in for a moment.
"
So you have been behind this all along?
"
"
I was told by Henry I was a good knight but
not a great one. He could not rightly allow me to inherit my father
'
s land.
'
Tis too important a position to leave to one as weak as me. He granted my request to marry Helena, but he was putting me on a small manor rather than granting me my family home. Can you imagine?
"
Gavin
said
, spittle flying from between his teeth
.
"
T
hat arrogant knave taking away my birthright with a wave of his hand. I killed for him! More men than I can count. They hound me in my dreams. The screaming never stops!
"
"
But you were on your way home. We were waiting for you,
"
she
said. Her brother did not seem sane
,
but she questioned him. She needed answers if nothing else.
"
Aye, that was part of the plan. We took an alternative route and came here instead. My plans were already in motion, put in place
,
and carried out by my squire. He was to poison
F
ather
,
leaving you alone and vulnerable so I could ride home a hero and regain Henry
'
s respect. I could then again take my place as rightful heir. Then the screaming in my head could stop. It did not work out so well, as you had Henry summoned, who instantly sent de Reymes. You ruined it all! I cannot get Blackstone back with him still alive.
"
Stunned, she
did not speak. She was too shocked by what she was hearing. Her brother seemed so bitter. She could not imagine feeling this way about her own family.
"
And Blaise de Vere, our dear father, he would not die. No, he had to live.
'
Twas not bad enough he ruined my life. He ruined my plans to take it back.
"
"
Father loves you.
"
She stepped back slowly. Her brother was obviously not well. His face had red
dened dramatically as he spoke.
"
Phillip assured me you were a helpless twit,
"
he
continued talking, obviously unable to stop.
"
I do not know how he could be so wrong. I told him he could have you, but I have no idea why he would want a spoiled brat like you. He is not to
o
smart, that one. He honestly thought I would turn Blackstone over to him once he had you.
"
At this point, Gemma had enough.
"
Why do you dare speak of me and those I love this way? We are your family. Wh
at
Henry said was in no way our fault. If he made that choice
,
you had to accept it, just as I had to accept marriage to Nicholas. I would never have hurt my family just to get around the king
'
s orders.
"
"
Why should I care about any of you? Do you not remember our childhood together?
"
he said and paused.
"
No? You know why? Because we never had one! Father sent me away as soon as he could. I meant nothing to him. I disappointed him somehow. You, you on the other hand,
"
he
said as he
pointed at her, his finger shaking,
"
you were allowed to stay. You and Isabel.
"
"
He sent you away so you would become a man, just as every other boy did at that age. He knew
'
twas your only hope at a good life because you were not inclined to join the clergy in service of God. He did not send us because of the danger.
'
Twas not a good time to foster us so he kept us home. We were girls. You were to become a man.
'
Twas different for you. How can you hold that against him?
"
His
face contorted and he bellowed at her,
"
Yo
u do not know of what you speak, brat
! He hated me and spoiled his daughters. I had every right to that land
,
and Henry took it from me. For all I know, Father had a hand in that as well.
"
"
Your evil astounds me. I cannot believe we are related,
"
she
said with contempt.
"
I hope you rot with Phillip.
"
"
Aye, mayhap I will,
"
Gavin said,
ready
to leave,
"
but
'
twill be after I rid Blackstone of your wretched husband and take back what was rightfully mine.
"
And he was gone.
****
At first, Nicholas did not p
anic. The servants had told him
she was missing. She would not have been able to leave that fast. He thought she was hiding in the castle somewhere, avoiding him until she could pack up her sister and take off going west
toward
Wales. It was a long trek
,
and she never would have made it alone. It was a foolish idea, just she and Isabel traveli
ng across England.
He had decided to wait her out. She would come out of hiding
,
and then he would talk her out of leaving. He knew he could force her to stay, but that was not what he wanted.
Maybe she would stay if he could offer her peace.
This was her home, after all. If she wished it, he should be the one to leave, not her.
Alone, h
e had not been doing well while
sitting and w
aiting. He had sent
two of
his men
out to trail her from a distance
on
the off chance she had
truly
taken off
toward
Wales. He could not put that past her. Isabel was still within the walls though, so unless she went alone, those men were trailing no one and they had not returned. Either she was still safely within the castle walls as he hoped
,
or they co
uld not find her. H
e knew he could n
o longer sit around and wonder.
It had become apparent something was wrong by the time Isabel showed up to sit at the dais for supper that night and asked about her sister. Isabel had not seen her all day. It had been raining continuously
.
Isabel, bored out of her mind, had been searching out her sister
'
s company. He sent someone to the stables only to discover Lady was still in her stall. He sounded the alarm immediately and told his men Gemma was missing. The grounds were searched again to no avail. There was no sign of her.
Nicholas himself had gone up to the solar to inspect her belongings. Some of
her
things had been rearranged, but nothing was missing. She would not have left without her sister, her horse, or any of her clothing. He had already searched all of the out buildings, the servant quarters, the attic, cellar, and each room in the solar looking for her, knowing she was not there
,
but he needed to look again anyway.
He also searched each tower and had even
searched
the barracks for his wife.
His last stop was the nursery. Nothing
seemed amiss there, but
when
he went
to
leave
,
something caught his eye. He was not sure, as he spent little time there, but something seemed out of place.
A tapestry on the far wall
w
as slightly askew
,
and there was a wooden stool leaning up against the wall rather than standing straight up on all four legs near the table. He paused and then decided to investigate. He righted the stool and
studied the corner
. He put his fingers on the tapestry and pressed it against the wall. Everything seemed to be as it should be.
He kicked the stool into the wall in frustration,
only to hear an echo behind it.
Moving the heavy tapestry aside, he found a
wood panel where it should have been stone. He pushed on the
wood
but nothing happened. Then he
pressed his fingers against it and moved it to the side. It slid and opened up before him.
"
Another passageway!
"
he
said
. He had no time to signal for someone to help him. He grabbed a candle from the table near the window and stepped into the tunnel. He followed it carefully until he came out near the orchard. Gemma had been through this tunnel
,
and she did not go through it alone. Someone had taken her. It would have been no trouble to move her from one tunnel to the other, leading them out into the woods.
Oliver was near the main gate when he saw Nicholas walking
toward
him.
"
Milord?
"
he said,
"
You have news of Gemma?
"
"
I fear so,
"
he said
.
"
I thought she was off on her horse again
,
and I have men out looking for her, but it appears she left against her will. They used the tunnel leading out to the woods.
"
"
I thought her father sealed
it
long ago,
"
de Toeni said, looking puzzled.
"
He did not. I had it watched. Those guarding it did not do a good job, for someone has left with Gemma through that tunnel
,
and no one has reported anything to me or brought her back,
"
he
said as he realized he had bigger problems than he thought.
"
What can I do, milord?
"
Oliver asked.
"
I want to know who was regularly on guard near the tunnel. I fear our interloper was sitting among us all this time, wearing soldier garb.
I should have known!
"
After his discovery, search parties were sent out
,
and Nicholas drilled each and every man he could find within the walls. It did not matter if they were his men, Henry
'
s men, or de Vere
'
s
men. They all were suspect in his mind. One man was missing, at least if he could believe any of them. That one man was always stationed at the
passageway
, but no one ever remembered him in the hall to eat or at mass. He was only ever seen on duty.
Nicholas knew at last
this
was the person he had been trying to flush out, but he had no idea who the man was or what he had been trying to do.
****
He now sat
upon his horse with
a few of his men
beside
him. They were waiting to see if they could cross the River Lea, his destrier prancing and impatient. He knew where she was now, and he cursed himself for not realizing it sooner. He knew the Bigods were involved. He no longer thought them to be the problem
, but they were aiding someone.
The rains from the storm had filled the river. The waters were raging, inky black, and angry. There was no way he could safely cross at this moment and would have to either find another way across or wait. Waiting was rarely an option for
him
when a plan was clear, so he beckoned for his men to come and he followed the river, looking for another crossing. He watched the skies as he went. Rain still fell
,
but
it
was light. The clouds were threatening though, and he feared the waters would never subside. He would have to find another way to cross. All Blackstone ships were en route to London, so traveling the Thames was not an option.
He
came back
, unable to find another passable spot, to
return
to Blackstone. He would swim the waters if he had to, but he would not leave her at the mercy of Hugh Bigod. Somehow, some way, he would get to her
â
even if he had to go alone.
