Lynna Banning - Crusader's Lady

‘Here it is, my lord,’ the man puffed. ‘Fine view. See all over the city, you can.’ He surveyed Soraya with a measuring eye. ‘Mind you don’t lean out too far past the shutters, boy. Many a young page has found himself swimming upside down in the moat.’

She stared at the window and fought down a shudder.

‘Anything you be wantin’ from the kitchen my lord?’

‘Hot water and soap,’ de Valery replied.

‘I’ll send it up with a page. Don’t think I can manage this climb more than once a night.’

Water and soap? ‘You would bathe?’ she blurted. Here, in front of her?

‘I would,’ he snapped.

‘Now?’

‘Aye, lad, now,’ he growled with impatience. ‘What better time?’

The old man started for the door. ‘You’ll be wantin’ a large tub for the likes of one tall as yerself. I’ll see to it.’

From the rank smell of bodies in the dining hall, she knew that knights did not bathe often. She caught her lower lip between her teeth. In a few moments de Valery intended to disrobe; as his servant she would be expected to help him shed his garments and then…

She swallowed hard. She had never before seen a full-grown man naked.

‘What ails you, lad? Help me get these boots off.’

She ducked her head and tugged at the spurs and the tarnished buckles on his blackened leather boots.

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