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    Adora

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      Theadora was removed from the workings of government now. She had left the Bursa Palace when Mohammed died. All her old friends were long gone, including Iris and Ali Yahya. So she had returned to her little house within the walls of St. Catherine’s. She was deferred to, of course, and greatly respected, but she was lonely. There was nothing left for her but memories, and she wanted to be where those memories were strongest.

      This afternoon she walked slowly through the silent orchards. Though her hair was silver, her carriage was still proud. She had shrunk a little with the years, but her violet eyes had not faded. Behind her walked two young nuns whose job it was to help care for her. She resented their presence, but the sultan had ordered it.

      She would not, however, allow them to intrude on her memories. Since they were both meek creatures they spoke only when spoken to by their crusty mistress. To them, the orchards were a barren winter place. Shivering, they pulled their black cloaks about them.

      To Theadora it was midsummer, and the trees were heavy with ripening golden peaches.

      “Adora!”

      She stopped and looked up, startled by the sound of his voice after all these years. He stood before her as she had first known him, tall and young and handsome. His black eyes twinkling, he laughed at her surprise.

      “Murad!”

      “Come, dove,” he smiled, holding out his hands to her. “It is time for you to go.”

      Her eyes filled with tears. “I have waited so long for you to come for me,” she said. Reaching out, she took his hand.

      “I know, dove. It has been a long time, but I shall never leave you again. Come now. It is not far.”

      And without question she went with him, pausing only a moment to gaze back at the two nuns who, with fluttering cries, were now bent over the crumpled body of the silver-haired old woman.

      Author’s Note

      On May 29, 1453, Constantinople fell to Mohammed II, son of Murad II.

      About the Author

      NY Times bestselling author Bertrice Small, known as “Lust’s Leading Lady”, was the author of over 50 novels and novellas. She wrote primarily in the Historical Romance genre, but has also done erotic contemporary and has a popular fantasy series. She is the recipient of numerous awards for her work. She lived on eastern Long Island.

      Bertrice Small passed away on February 24, 2015. This ebook edition of Adora is part of her legacy.

      CONTENTS

      Prologue

      PART I

      Chapter One

      Chapter Two

      Chapter Three

      Chapter Four

      Chapter Five

      Chapter Six

      PART II

      Chapter Seven

      Chapter Eight

      Chapter Nine

      Chapter Ten

      Chapter Eleven

      Chapter Twelve

      PART III

      Chapter Thirteen

      Chapter Fourteen

      Chapter Fifteen

      PART IV

      Chapter Sixteen

      Chapter Seventeen

      Chapter Eighteen

      Chapter Nineteen

      Chapter Twenty

      Chapter Twenty-One

      Chapter Twenty-Two

      Chapter Twenty-Three

      Chapter Twenty-Four

      Chapter Twenty-Five

      Chapter Twenty-Six

      Chapter Twenty-Seven

      EPILOGUE

      Author’s Note

     

     

     



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