Twin Crowns (Twin Crowns, #1)

by Catherine Doyle

She flung her hands up, splashing about in the water. ‘Help! I’m drowning! I can’t swim! Oh, help me! Ahhh! I’m going to die!’ ‘Tor, for the love of Grinstad! DO SOMETHING!’ cried Ansel. Wren let the water gargle her pleas while Tor tore his boots off and shed his coat. The last thing she saw before she let herself sink beneath the waterline was the Gevran soldier launching himself off the riverbank. She let herself go limp in the river, her hair floating eerily about her face as he weaved towards her. The Gevran was a good swimmer. But Wren was pleased to note that he was not as good as her. And certainly not as graceful. He reached her in a matter of moments, his arm tightening around her waist as he hoisted her up above the waterline. Wren broke the surface in a dramatic gasp. Then she spluttered and flailed for good measure. Tor pulled her against his body until her head flopped back against his shoulder. ‘Thank you,’ she heaved, as she lay in his arms. ‘You saved me.’ The soldier used his free arm to swim them back to the riverbank. ‘You can drop the act. I know you can swim.’ Wren fluttered her lashes. ‘I don’t know what you mean.’ ‘If you want a moment alone, there are better ways to go about it.’ Tor’s lips were cool against the shell of her ear. ‘I saw you float at first. You looked as if you were enjoying it.’ ‘I was in shock,’ said Wren, mildly. ‘Everyone knows I’m terrified of water.’ He turned to look at her. Droplets hung like beads from his lashes, the grey ...

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