Chapter 238 - Chapter Two Hundred And Thirty Eight

The soft, afternoon sunlight cast a warm, intimate light across the master bedchamber at the Blackwood castle. Ryan had gently bathed Suzy, his touch infinitely tender as he cleansed away the grime and blood of her terrible ordeal, his heart aching with every bruise he uncovered. He put back the Blackwood ring he had taken from Eleanor back on her neck. He then coaxed her to eat a little of Mrs. Madelyn's nourishing chicken broth and a few bites of soft bread, feeding her himself when her hands trembled too much. Now, finally, exhaustion had claimed her.