Chapter ThreeLord Rothwyn stared down at Lalitha’s prostrate body, then crossed the room and pulled at the bell cord.
As a footman answered the summons, he lifted Lalitha in his arms and carried her past the flunkey across the hall and up the stairs.
The footman hurried ahead of them and opened a door at the end of a wide corridor.
Lord Rothwyn carried Lalitha into the bedroom.
It was a large room overlooking the garden at the back of the house. Decorated with lilies it was obviously the bridal bedchamber.
As he walked towards the bed, Lord Rothwyn said,
“Fetch Nanny!”
“Nanny, my Lord?” the footman asked in surprise.
“You heard what I said.”
Lord Rothwyn laid Lalitha down very gently on the pillows setting her on her side so that her bruised and bleeding back was not against the b
