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“Wait,” Julián ordered, his voice still weak but laden with unquestionable authority. “This woman… she saved me. Who are you, woman? And why are you in this hole in the middle of the storm with three little girls?”
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Beatriz swallowed. She felt the knot of injustice tighten in her throat, but she didn’t lower her gaze. A mother’s dignity is a shield that no amount of wealth can buy.
“I am Beatriz Salgado, widow of Tomás Ibarra,” she replied in a clear voice. “Or rather, I was, until my husband’s family threw me out onto the road last night, claiming that a forged will deprived me of my right to my home and the land my daughters were to inherit. We have nothing, sir. Only our lives and this mud that covers us.”
The Duke of El Cuervo frowned. His fingers brushed against the cheap cloth bandage Beatriz had torn from her own clothing to treat his wound. The contrast between the silk of his cloak and the widow’s filthy rag was a silent war cry.”Did Rodrigo Ibarra do this?” Julián asked, referring to Tomás’s cousin, a man who owed taxes to the Santillán estate. “That man is a coward who only dares to go after those who can’t defend themselves.”
Julian tried to sit up, letting out a groan of pain as his broken leg protested. His men rushed to support him, but he pushed them away. He stared intently at Beatrice.
“Captain,” Julián said, gesturing to the family. “Help them onto the horses. Beatriz and her daughters are coming to El Cuervo. No one who sheds their blood for a Santillán ever walks in the rain again without protection.”
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The journey to El Cuervo Ranch was a procession of shadows. Beatriz, riding behind a guard, held Sofía close, as she watched the mansion’s stone walls rise like giants against the gray sky. For weeks, Beatriz and her daughters lived in the guest wing. They were fed, dressed in fine wool, and cared for as if they were part of the Duke’s own family. But Beatriz was not a woman who sought charity. She personally tended to Julián’s ailments, applying her knowledge of field herbs, earning the respect of a man who had never trusted anyone.