A/N: Thanks to Sherry n Tiffany x x
Chapter 42
Edward sat with Isabella in the kitchen until he thought she was over the worst of her shock. Then he took her hand and led her upstairs to their chambers. He had something he wanted to show her, something that could end up saving her life.
Isabella wondered why he had taken her upstairs to their room. She prayed that he didn't want her to rest. She certainly didn't want to close her eyes right now or be alone. The images of the broken man were still fresh in her mind.
"I hae a secret tae show ye," Edward said, stopping at the end of the narrow corridor that faced their room. "Ye hivnae to share it wae anyone, not even yer friends."
Isabella nodded. "I promise," she said, wondering what it was that he wanted to share. She watched as Edward pressed a panel in the wall and a small door sprang open. Inside was a dark staircase that led down the way. "Where does it go?"
"It leads tae a room below our chambers, and a door et the back o the castle. If yer are ever in trouble I want ye to hide in here, and if ye must, ye use the door and get yerself tae safety. Dae ye understand?"
Isabella nodded. "Yes. Is that why you don't have a door on your room?"
Edward looked at her and laughed. "Nay. I dinne hae a door on our room so I can hear people coming n the corridor is narrow so only wan man can walk doon it et a time. Gaes me a better chance to fight aff an attack."
"Oh," Isabella said, wondering how often her husband had to fend off attacks.
Edward titled her chin to look at her. "It's a precaution, just like the staircase. Nae one's ever hid tae use to before, but it's better tae be safe than sorry."
"Okay."
"Wan mare thing," Edward said, taking her through to his weapon room. He picked up a small dagger and handed it to her. "Put it in yer stocking n keep it on ye et awe times during the day."
Isabella did as her husband asked and hid the knife in her stockings. If she was honest, her husband was starting to scare her. Did he think she was in danger, was that why he was showing her the passageway and giving her a knife?
"Just a precaution," he said when he saw the worry on her face. "I will protect ye until my last dying breath."