So here I am again, with the last chapter. To tell the truth it's only a scene, just a little fun with my favorite couple.

I hope you liked my story.

(Thank you Kssarah for the review:) I'm very happy!)

Chapter 13

Marguerite lied on her bed. Her eyes were red, and her head ached. First Ned hit her down, than Veronica poisoned her with her "sleeping tea". To tell the truth, they managed to keep her in bed for 3 days. But she didn't felt herself good rested. She was angry. At Ned, Veronica, and at John. She sworn, she will kill him, if he ever comes back. He was crazy, insane, and cruel not allowing her to help him… Oh John… Just came back… A new drop of tear flowed down her face, and she closed her eyes.

She felt a weight beside her on the bed, and when she woke up Roxton sat there.

Her eyes popped open, suddenly she sat up, embraced the man's neck and kissed him hard, long and with all of the passion she possessed. John first was surprised, but just for a minute and he too give himself to the feeling of love and care, and kissed her back. All of sudden, Marguerite pushed him away and looked into his eyes.

-John! It's not a dream, is it?

-Of course not – said in a husky and passion heated voice, than gripped her slender waist and press her to him to kiss her one more time.

-You bastard! - Shouted Marguerite, and pushed him harder- You just have to play hero again! Don't you? Maybe the amazons give you your reward, your prize…

- Bloody hell Marguerite! What is with you! First you kiss me, then you drop me now- he shouted back, and pulled he again his chest, not letting her struggling form away from his embrace. – Someone could think you care about me. - And without leaving time for an answer he pressed his mouth on hers- or maybe you are jealous. - And again kissed her until he didn't feel the women of his dreams calm down in his arms. When he let her lips away, breathing heavily she only said:

-I do.

-I knew it…

-Don't flatter yourself, it's just because of the tea…It will pass away- she moaned in a low voice- Now, let me sleep…-and she closed her eyes as the lord gently lowered her body onto the bed, and pulled the blanket until her chest.

- I don't know the cause of this, but I truly hope it will not pass away…- he whispered in her ear, caressed her face and went out of the room.

The mysterious heiress slept calm and deep that night.

The end

Would you like a sequel? If yes, I'll try to find time for translating it from Hungarian to English.

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