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Gisela of Brinkhurst enjoyed managing her father's keep and had never thought much about marriage. Little did she foresee the threats to her father's lands and how marriage would ensure their survival.Sir Alain de Treville needed a wife, and there was no better time than when the king placed him in Allestone Castle to protect the area from daring marauders. When nearby Brinkhurst was attacked, and Lady Gisela's family suffered great losses, it was time for him to insist on their union, despite the beautiful maiden's indifference to marriage.Would the brave Gisela give in to her growing love for Alain–a man who showed her every day how much he adored her?

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She rose and made for the curtained doorway

But, with a hand upon her shoulder, Alain turned her gently but firmly to face him.

“Am I not entitled to the customary kiss to seal our betrothal?”

He drew her close, his arms reaching up behind her waist, pressing her to him. Gisela had expected him to kiss her brow or cheek formally, but his lips suddenly closed upon hers, gently at first, then demandingly, so that she was forced to open her own and respond.

“You must not be afraid of me.”

“I am not,” she said huskily. “I—”

“Good. I shall not expect too much of you—at first.”

The Baron’s Bride

Joanna Makepeace

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JOANNA MAKEPEACE

taught as head of English in a comprehensive school, before leaving full-time work to write. She lives in Leicester with her mother and a Jack Russell terrier called Dickon, and has written over thirty books under different pseudonyms. She loves the old romantic historical films, which she still finds more exciting and relaxing than newer ones.

Contents

Chapter One

Chapter Two

Chapter Three

Chapter Four

Chapter Five

Chapter Six

Chapter Seven

Chapter Eight

Chapter Nine

Chapter Ten

Chapter Eleven

Chapter One

1152

Gisela could hear the sound of angry voices as she rode through the forest towards Aldith’s assart cottage. She glanced worriedly towards Oswin who was riding with her. In this troubled year of 1152, when every man feared attacks upon his property from both known enemies and suspected ones, Walter of Brinkhurst had always insisted that Gisela ride accompanied. Her father’s reeve had been inspecting the autumn work on the field strips and was now escorting her on a visit to her former nurse.

Aldith’s husband had cut the small assart clearing, but he had died two years ago and Aldith had continued to live in the snug little cottage he’d built for her with her fifteen-year-old-son, Sigurd. Her older son, who had died within the first month of his life, had provided her with the milk to feed Gisela, whose own mother had died soon after the birth, and Aldith had given all of her hungry love for her dead child to her master’s daughter.

Though she no longer lived at Brinkhurst Manor, there was still deep affection between them and Gisela visited her nurse frequently.

Gisela put spurs to her palfrey and urged on Oswin, whose usual speed was slow and dignified.

“That sounds as if it is coming from Aldith’s cottage. She has always insisted that she is safe there, but Father has been urging her to come to live at Brinkhurst for some time now.”

Within minutes Gisela and her mount burst into the clearing to find Aldith at the gate of her rough wattle fence, facing two men-at-arms and struggling to hold back Sigurd, who was intent on doing one of them some mischief.

Gisela saw by the blue chevron device on their boiled leather coats they were Allestone men. She kicked her feet free of the stirrups, leaped down easily without Oswin’s assistance and hastened to reach her frightened nurse, with Oswin puffing more slowly in her wake.

“What is it, Aldith?” she said breathlessly. “What has Sigurd done?”

She was aware that some of the villeins and serfs frequently broke the forest laws in their pursuit of game. Old Godfrey of Allestone had, like her father, usually turned a blind eye to these proceedings, yet he had, on one or two occasions, delivered judgement on the miscreant at the manor court, though always tempered with mercy.

Now that Godfrey had been killed in a recent skirmish between royal and rebel troops near Gloucester and had had no living heir—his son having died three years before in the war,—the castle and desmesne had been granted to Baron Alain de Treville, by King Stephen.

Gisela knew little about the baron, having seen him only once from a distance in the nearby town of Oakham. He had looked, to her eyes, to be a tall, forbidding figure; she was now afraid that Sigurd might be in trouble and that this man would have little mercy for his misdemeanours.

“He has done nothing, Demoiselle Gisela,” Aldith said, hastily cutting short Sigurd’s excited attempt to explain, “but these fellows say we must leave our cottage before Sunday next. I keep trying to tell them that we have nowhere else to go but this sergeant says…” She broke down, tears streaming down her brown, workworn cheeks.

Gisela put a comforting arm round her nurse’s shoulders and turned to the intruders.

“I am Gisela of Brinkhurst, the neighbouring manor,” she said peremptorily. “Aldith is my former nurse. She is very dear to me. What is all this about?”

The older of the two men, a grizzled veteran of about forty, cleared his throat, obviously embarrassed.

“Begging your pardon, demoiselle, I understand your concern, but this is Allestone land and, as you know, to cut an assart in the wood is strictly unlawful.”

“We are all aware of that,” Gisela snapped, “but there are many such cottages hereabouts. Rolf, Aldith’s late husband, worked for Godfrey of Allestone as a skilled forester, a free man, and his assart was tolerated by his master.”

“Aye, demoiselle, but the desmesne now belongs to Baron Alain de Treville and he has ordered me to clear this woodland to a depth of half a mile from Allestone Castle, and, as you can see for yourself, this cottage must be destroyed to allow for the total clearance.”

Aldith burst into tears and Sigurd renewed his attempts to fly at the sergeant.

“Surely some allowance could be made for this cottage. Aldith has lived here for some years and…”

“That is quite impossible.” A cold voice broke into Gisela’s pleading and she turned hastily to see that a mailed rider had come into the clearing. She had been so intent on Aldith’s distress that she had failed to notice the jingle of harness or the soft sound of his courser’s progress over the fallen leaves of the forest floor.

She presumed the newcomer was Baron Alain de Treville from the immediate deference shown to him by the two men-at-arms. He sat tall in the saddle and she could discern little of his features under the shadow of his conical helmet with its jutting nose guard and mailed coif for, like all men going abroad in these troubled times, he rode fully armed in mailed hauberk. He gently urged his mount closer to the opposing parties.

He saw a woman clad in an enveloping mantle of dark blue wool, caught upon the right shoulder by a heavy gold clasp which told him she was of knightly class. Even if it had not done so, the very regal stance and the haughty poise of her head would have informed him.

Her hair was mainly hidden beneath her head veil of fine linen and held in place by a simple fillet, covered in the same blue wool as her mantle, but he could just see, by an escaping strand from one braid, that she was fair. He had little chance to judge the stature of her figure, but the rigidity of her form as she stood proud and erect made him sure she was slim and very young.

His brown eyes flashed as he recognised a like spirit to his own. He had heard her high, imperious tones as he had ridden through the wood and he knew this to be a woman to match him in stubborn determination. His long lips twitched slightly as he bowed his head in courteous acknowledgement of her rank. He dismounted and handed his reins to the younger of his two men and came striding unhurriedly towards her.

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