Chapter 35
35 The chamber whirled around his head, but Gavin forced his eyes open, staggered to his feet once more, and crashed into the wall by the window. They’ve poisoned me. The thought burned through the haze of fever, and Gavin realized that he was on the floor again. A cold sweat soaked his skin, and the light in his bedchamber was growing dimmer. I’ll not die until I get to Joanna. Gavin felt the pain rip through his belly, and shoot like lightning into his brain. I must warn her. I cannot let them kill me yet. Half an hour earlier standing in the small kirkyard, Gavin had felt the first cramps grip his insides like a claw. Moving away from the men working on the MacInnes tombs, he had escaped to his chamber. The food he’d taken in the Great Hall. He hadn’t eaten from the same platter
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