Edward gazed out at the training knights. From his bedchamber window they appeared as multi-colored insects. Blues, reds, greens. The ladies watching them practice were also in their finery.
The scent of roses drifted near just before a delicate hand touched his arm. He smiled without turning.
“Are you ready to attend the tournament, love?”
Katherine wrapped her arms around his waist and rested her head against his back. “Yes. I hope it will be a glorious birthday for you, my lord.”
“I am sure it shall.”
She trembled against him.
He frowned and turned, drawing her into his arms. “Is something amiss?”
“Nay, I just want everything to be perfect. I…I have planned a surprise for you, Edward.”
His thumb brushed her bottom lip. “A surprise? But you have already planned this wonderful tou
