The love slave by bertrice small pdf

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Your Rating:. Your Comment:. Read Online Download. Great book, The Love Slave pdf is enough to raise the goose bumps alone. Add a review Your Rating: Your Comment:. Love, Remember Me by Bertrice Small. Besieged by Bertrice Small. The Last Heiress by Bertrice Small. Blaze Wyndham by Bertrice Small. It was her first childbirth, but there would be no others unless she remarried; and she had no intention of doing so. Killed in a land dispute with Alasdair Ferguson, laird of Killieloch.

Her child, children , she silently amended, for the midwife had said she would bear two bairns, would revenge their father upon the MacFhearghuis, and destroy all the Fergusons of Killieloch so that not a trace of them would remain in the history of the land hereabouts. She was exultant with the thought of her vengeance. The midwife brought her back to the present. Sorcha MacDuff pushed with all her strength while the midwife groped between her outstretched legs, muttering and nodding.

Sorcha bore down with grim intensity. Then, to her amazement, she felt something bulky and slimy sliding from her wet body. She struggled to sit up more and see. The midwife grasped the bloody infant by its ankles, held it up and smacked its bottom. The child instantly began to howl loudly. Then wrapping a shawl about the baby, she handed her to her mother. A daughter? She had not even considered a daughter, but as the second child was certain to be a son, Sorcha decided that she was pleased to have a daughter as well.

Two sons would have been difficult They would have probably spent more time fighting each other than fighting the Fergusons of Killieloch. A daughter was a good thing. She could be used to cement an alliance with an ally. Sorcha looked down on the baby in her arms. The baby looked up at its mother with wonderful blue eyes.

She was a very pretty creature with a tuft of gold down upon her head. Gie her to me now. The second child, its passage unblocked by the birth of its sibling, was born far more quickly. It pushed impatiently into the world, crying loudly as it came. The midwife wiped the blood from the twin, peering carefully down at it as she did so. Then she shook her head sadly. Then she handed her to her mother, but Sorcha MacDuff recoiled angrily.

I wanted a son! The children were both girls, and there was no help for it. Both are healthy bairns.