La Roe’s (Re-Released)
When Emerald La Roe ran away 300 years ago, she had not planned to return. However, after repeated dreams from Goddess Morrigan, Emerald finally realizes she has no choice. Emerald not only finds a magical sword waiting for her, but her dead husband also.
It seems Stefan O’ Duff wants’ reconciliation and help to cure the curse they share. Emerald would rather see him dead than be with him again, she has someone else to consider though. Her new love, Maxwell Howard a werewolf, who through sharing blood with Emerald, now faces the same fate as Emerald and Stefan. For the cure to work, Emerald has to put her hatred of Stefan aside and consent to share his bed again.
Can Emerald put 300 years of anger aside to save them or will she sacrifice all their futures and kill him as she swore to do?
“Good, now on to more unpleasant things, and this time young man, do not interrupt. May I please know the reason you didn’t return home before now?”
I sat there and thought for a moment on how to explain my life and the reason I made the choices I made without having to go into detail about it all over again. I decided to answer her questions as she asked them, as simple as possible.
“The reason I didn’t return home right away was I didn’t know who I was or where I came from, until my 25th birthday. When I finally did know, returning wasn’t possible at the time.”
“All right, you have said that once before, but why was it not possible when you did know who you were?”
“Well for one thing I was and still am, cursed. Second, I don’t know if you realize it or not, but traveling then was very hard, dangerous and not to mention expensive.”
“So, you did not return as soon as you knew who you were because you were cursed or broke, why did you not or didn’t you take something, anything, with you for money?”
“I didn’t return because of the curse and I don’t know why I didn’t take any money with me.”
“Fine then, why would the curse stop you from returning, you must have realized your family would protect you?”
“Yes, I do know that, and knew it then. If your husband, who also happened to be the reigning monarch at the time, cursed you, would you place your family in that kind of danger, just to save yourself? I don’t know why I left or what happened. The fact I am standing here today, after drinking the wine that night, say’s itself the wine was poisoned, and my husband gave it to me.” I said husband, with nothing but pure venom in my voice.
She had tears in her eyes now. I almost felt sorry for her, but when you have lived through hell, pity is just too damn hard. “You’re right, I am sorry, I have no right to judge you. I do not know what it feels like to have suffered the way you have and have no way of feeling what you felt then or now. I do know what happened after your wedding night though, it is all in your diary, just not your fate.”
Feeling my breath catch in my throat, it couldn’t be mine. “Whose diary did you say?”
“Why yours, the one you left behind.”