Why does it matter? He’s a killer. His laugh cannot harm me near so much as his actions already have, she reminded herself.
“Forgive me, if ye will,” Edan said, gathering himself. He placed a palm out toward her as he spoke, both defending himself and begging forgiveness, but remnants of tears still remained on his cheeks, evidencing that he had experienced true joy for the first time in a long while. It felt good to laugh again. He brought both hands over his heart and gave her a final apologetic look before making a quick exit from the room.
As Edan made his way down the steps, he saw the figure of Robert heading toward the great hall for dinner.
“Robert, boyo wait for me!” he called. Robert turned his head, where oil-black hair seemed to stick straight up.
“Me Laird! How’ve ye been? Were ye with the maiden?” he asked.
“Aye, indeed. She’s a right torch to wield. Anyhoo, ye ken what the others are saying? Ye ken they’re feared to tell the Laird their first thought, but they’ll tell ye, knowing ye’ll tell me. So, what’ve they said?” he asked.
Robert was nodding the whole time, following the quick words of his friend and leader. While Edan was the leader of the clan, many of the men rightly feared Cormag. Unsure about their safety, they could not tell Edan directly the extent to which they wanted him removed from their ranks, but they could tell Robert. Robert would get the message to Edan.
“Truthfully, Edan, ye be right on the mark. They’re all terrified that if Cormag is held accountable, it’s going to have a poor impact on the clan as a whole. Ye know the English scum, they have oor heads for killing one of theirs. We are nae but a blight on their diamond in their eyes,” he replied.
“And what are they?” Edan asked.
“A right piece of shite on the porcelain ass of a bonnie Scottish lass,” Robert said with mock poetry, saying ‘ass’ in an Englishman’s accent.
“And ye ken it’s true, not but shite on an arse, many of them. Never forget it,” Edan said.
“I’ll nae,” Robert promised.
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Lydia Kendall has always been passionate about medieval romance. Having traveled to the Scottish Highlands several times as a young girl, she has always been drawn to their unparalleled beauty and history. A history that inspired stories of love and passion, mixed with tradition in the most appealing way for every hopeless romantic - much like herself.
Born in Denver, Colorado, Lydia Kendall has a degree in English Literature and Creative Writing, and over the last decade she has been writing non-stop for several clients - that is until she decided to start publishing her own work. When she isn’t writing, Lydia loves spending her time on the beautiful outdoors with her loving husband and baby daughter.
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