Sailing Through Time by CAV LASTER (always you kirsty moseley txt) 📖

men interfered, shooting arrows at Vittorino’s arms and legs, pinning him to the ground. Myriana wailed, pleading with Lachlan to spare his life, but her pleas fell on deaf ears. Lachlan’s men held her as she was forced to watch the last fatal blow, Lachlan’s sword thrusting hard into the center of Vittorino’s chest.
Myriana screamed, full of remorse and agonizing grief. Everything had gone so wrong. She didn’t want this life anymore. She closed her eyes and prayed that Lachlan would kill her to for what she had done with Vittorino. Falling to her knees, Myriana tried to accept that she would live the remainder of her life with a man she couldn’t stand, a barbarian who had just thrust a sword into her best friend’s heart.
The strong hands holding her arms released their grip and let her go. She looked up with tears in her eyes to see what they would do with Vittorino’s body.
The lemon bisque was on the table, and Vittorino stood before her with both a flushed and shocked expression.
“Oh my God,” she whispered, not wanting to close her eyes in case everything decided to disappear again. Myriana wasn’t sure what to say or do. She believed she might be losing her mind for real this time.
“Are we back?” muttered Vittorino.
Myriana ran into his arms, sobbing. “You were really there with me! I wasn’t dreaming!” She rained kisses on his face as she held him tight. They both were trembling from the horrible experience.
Shaking, she let Vittorino lead her to a chair and after helping her down, he sat down beside her. After they relaxed, sitting side by side on the boat’s deck, Vittorino leaned over and softly kissed her.
“You were right, Myriana?”
“About what?”
“That I was going to make a great discovery.”
“Oh, well, too bad we didn’t bring back evidence―”
“No, Myriana. I’m not talking about that. What I meant was that I've discovered you could come to love me after all. And I wouldn’t have missed that chance for the world. Because you are all that I ever wanted. Il mio cuore è per voi

.”
She smiled at him, her heart swelling with joy from the beautiful words. ‘My heart is for you’. Even after all she’d put him through, he still loved her.
“Ti amo

, Vittorino. I’m sorry it took a time traveling trip for me to figure this out.”
“Nah, there’s no regrets here. Oh, one more thing before I forget.” He took a small box out of his pants pocket and knelt. He opened it, revealing a beautiful engagement ring. “Would you do me the honor of being my wife, Myriana?”
She croaked out a “yes” between sobs. After surviving marriage to a brute Viking, she’d have to be crazy to say no to the other half of her soul.

THE END

Imprint

Text: Cover Art by A.T. LASTER This is a work of fiction. All rights reserved. No portion of this book can be reproduced in any form without the prior written approval or consent of the author.
Publication Date: 11-09-2009

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Dedication:
To all my hopeless romantics, stop dreaming about love, you never know how close true love can be. There are times when it's right under your nose. My many thanks and profound gratitude goes to Denna Holm, my grand editor. You’re my right hand, giving my work the perfect touch. Together we’re a team, a perfect one. I can never thank God enough for bringing you into my life. With you by my side we can achieve our writing endeavors. I’m your number one fan always and friend, never forget it.