Chapter 21
"How and why do I let people talk me into things?" Adrienne said, pacing back and forth in the woods. "Why, why, why?"
Alex looked up from the rock he was sitting on. His right leg crossed over his left and he was holding onto his right ankle. It hurt like crazy.
"How was I to know that the horse would throw a shoe and run off, leaving us stranded in the middle of nowhere?"
Adrienne glared at him. "Do you know how to ride a horse, Alex? Do you even know how to mount one? Do you know anything?"
Alex looked down at his busted right ankle. "I know it's was stupid, Adrienne. I should never have jumped of the horse the way I did. God only knows what else I did to this foot."
He shook his head and looked up at her, frowning. "If you are so smart, milady, why didn't you ride that horse?"
"Because," Adrienne answered, "I don't steal them from other people's barns."
Alex stared at her. "I didn't take the horse from anyone's barn, just my Aunt Thérèse's barn."
"She's my aunt too, you know." She paced again. "Now we're stuck out here without a way out."
Alex was about to answer her when he heard a voice call out. "Are you in need of some assistance, my lord?"
A lovely young lady about the same age as he was, began to walk toward him. She head dark brown hair and brown eyes and looked straight at him.
At that moment, Alexandre forgot that he had anything to with Danielle at the point. He concentrated on her face. She had, among other things, seemed very familiar to him.
"Do I know you?" he asked, stupidly.
"Let me see that, Camille," a man's voice called out from a little ways back. He was walking up to where Alex was seated.
The girl shrugged and stepped aside, leaving her father to tend his patient.
Armand de Vol, the court physician, moved closer to Alex and smiled as he did so.
"Why if it isn't Alexandre du Bois, the son of Duchess."
"Please, Doctor," Alex answered, looking up, "leave off the formalities and just look at this ankle of mine."
Armand shook his head and smiled. "Alex, I'm afraid you will live. Come, you and Lady du Lac will journey with us to the de Barbarac manor and we will tend you there."
Alex frowned. "The de Barbarac." he stopped in mid sentence. "Tell me, Doctor, why are you traveling there at this late hour?"
Armand looked at him and smiled. "You will receive your answers when we arrive, my young friend. " He looked at them. "You two remember my twins, don't you? This is Pierre and this," he said as she came forward to join her father, "is Camille."
Alex looked at her in wonderment. "Camille, the little brat that I used to,"
"Silence, now Alex," Armand said, helping him up. "Camille, take the other side and let's put him in the carriage. Come, we have taken up enough time already."
"How and why do I let people talk me into things?" Adrienne said, pacing back and forth in the woods. "Why, why, why?"
Alex looked up from the rock he was sitting on. His right leg crossed over his left and he was holding onto his right ankle. It hurt like crazy.
"How was I to know that the horse would throw a shoe and run off, leaving us stranded in the middle of nowhere?"
Adrienne glared at him. "Do you know how to ride a horse, Alex? Do you even know how to mount one? Do you know anything?"
Alex looked down at his busted right ankle. "I know it's was stupid, Adrienne. I should never have jumped of the horse the way I did. God only knows what else I did to this foot."
He shook his head and looked up at her, frowning. "If you are so smart, milady, why didn't you ride that horse?"
"Because," Adrienne answered, "I don't steal them from other people's barns."
Alex stared at her. "I didn't take the horse from anyone's barn, just my Aunt Thérèse's barn."
"She's my aunt too, you know." She paced again. "Now we're stuck out here without a way out."
Alex was about to answer her when he heard a voice call out. "Are you in need of some assistance, my lord?"
A lovely young lady about the same age as he was, began to walk toward him. She head dark brown hair and brown eyes and looked straight at him.
At that moment, Alexandre forgot that he had anything to with Danielle at the point. He concentrated on her face. She had, among other things, seemed very familiar to him.
"Do I know you?" he asked, stupidly.
"Let me see that, Camille," a man's voice called out from a little ways back. He was walking up to where Alex was seated.
The girl shrugged and stepped aside, leaving her father to tend his patient.
Armand de Vol, the court physician, moved closer to Alex and smiled as he did so.
"Why if it isn't Alexandre du Bois, the son of Duchess."
"Please, Doctor," Alex answered, looking up, "leave off the formalities and just look at this ankle of mine."
Armand shook his head and smiled. "Alex, I'm afraid you will live. Come, you and Lady du Lac will journey with us to the de Barbarac manor and we will tend you there."
Alex frowned. "The de Barbarac." he stopped in mid sentence. "Tell me, Doctor, why are you traveling there at this late hour?"
Armand looked at him and smiled. "You will receive your answers when we arrive, my young friend. " He looked at them. "You two remember my twins, don't you? This is Pierre and this," he said as she came forward to join her father, "is Camille."
Alex looked at her in wonderment. "Camille, the little brat that I used to,"
"Silence, now Alex," Armand said, helping him up. "Camille, take the other side and let's put him in the carriage. Come, we have taken up enough time already."