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Her Dark Companion

(Previously released as Purrfect Companion)

Amber Dawn Bell

From the Highland Press Publishing anthology No Law for Love 2

© 2006 Amber Dawn Bell

Cover Design Amber Wentworth

Published by Highland Press Publishing at Smashwords

England, 1715

Arrested?

For her pet’s lewd behavior? Preposterous!

This had to be a bad dream. A very bad dream. The only thing keeping Angelique firmly planted in reality was the fact she was currently being escorted through the gardens by two guards like a common criminal.

After entering the lush palace, the guards led Angelique to a room off the main hall. One motioned her to sit in the single chair that graced the tiny chamber while the other departed without a further word. She complied and placed Lancelot upon her lap. He curled up and began to purr as if nothing had happened. Aggravation burned deep within her. She’d known better than to bring Lancelot, but she hadn’t been able to bear being without him. Unable to hold back her frustration any longer, she thumped him soundly on the ear.

Ouch. What was that for? Lancelot twisted his head and glared at her.

I asked you to behave, and you couldn’t even control yourself for one minute. You just had to chase after that ridiculous fluff ball of a cat—and now look where we are! She thumped him again for good measure. Lancelot flinched and folded his ears back against his head.

I get the point. Now cease your abuse. How was I to know the king had a law against me tupping a royal cat? She was quite the tasty little morsel, don’t you agree? Lancelot’s tongue whipped out of his mouth, smoothing over his upper lip. Besides, she was ripe for the plucking, and I do believe she rather enjoyed herself, thank you. He flicked his tail in short, jerky movements.

Angelique looked cautiously around the room. Too often she’d witnessed how others reacted to her ability to see into the future and mind-speak with various animals. In the past she’d been declared a witch, a sorceress, and a demon.

With no one left to protect her after her father’s death, she and her mother had been forced to flee deep into the woods to a cottage that had been part of her mother’s dowry. Her mother died but a year after that horrifying night. Angelique learned to accept solitude with only her cat for companionship—actually preferred it that way. Never would she allow herself to again be persecuted for a gift she’d never asked to possess.

For now, she would clear up this foolish mess her cat had created, give the king her vital warning, and then hurry back to the safety of her secluded existence.

The other guard returned. The king will see you. Angelique rose and draped Lancelot over her shoulder.

Behave. I mean it, Lancelot. We are in enough trouble thanks to your inability to control your...your lust, Angelique warned.

Yes, yes. I understand. I shall be the purrrrfect pet. Lancelot extended his claws and pricked the skin of her shoulder. She winced from the unexpected sting.

I cannot imagine why I do not believe you.

She followed the guard into a large open room. Against the far wall sat the king, flanked on either side by