Today's excerpt is from my current WIP, Duty. Brielle passed out from lack of food. She didn't eat for a whole day and after barely eating enough to sustain her for months, the lack of food and intense stress of marrying a stranger proves a bit too much for her body. POV is first person from Brielle's perspective.
“I can’t believe you forgot to feed her!”
The man’s voice resonated in my head, jerking me to awareness but leaving my sense of balance behind. I took five steadying breaths before opening my eyes. By then, Irvaine’s voice grew soft with restrained anger.
“I gave her into your care, Antano, because I trusted you. I thought that you of all my men would know how to treat a lady. Now I see that I was wrong.”
Silence stretched as the tension in the room thickened the air. I blinked up at an intricately woven tapestry, my mother’s work, suspended over the bed by the four thick posts. It was my parents’ bed. Heavy curtains fell to the floor drawn back by thick loops of the same fabric. When closed, they shut out the rest of the room. The mattress beneath me gave more than it had the last time I slept there half a decade past. I turned my head cautiously to the left.
The gold of the firelight cast the two men in high relief. Irvaine’s lanky form loomed over Antano’s bent head.
“It wasn’t his fault. I wouldn’t have been able to eat even if food was offered.”
Both men straightened at my voice.
Irvaine glared at Antano. “He still stands responsible for not offering it.” He dismissed Antano with a flick of his hand. “See to it we are not disturbed.”
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