02 Highland Hero by Amanda Scott

Author:Amanda Scott [SCOTT, AMANDA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
ISBN: 9780446574303
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2013-07-18T16:00:00+00:00

Watching them go and aware that Hetty was already getting to her feet, Marsi sighed. She was not looking forward to going back upstairs. She thought Hetty would likely have even more to say to her than Hawk had.

To her surprise, Hetty said nothing about Hawk or about Marsi’s being alone with him in the bedchamber. She just bustled about in her usual way, tidying up.

Marsi looked around to be sure that they were not leaving anything behind and then tied up her own bundle. Hetty went into the other bedchamber and soon returned with the things that Jamie had brought with him.

“Hetty, I ken fine that you must be burning to speak to me,” Marsi said at last. “I wish you would say what you want to say.”

“I’ve nowt that I need to say, my lady. I ken fine that ye didna tell him that ye were in his bed. And, in troth, I’m thinking ye should keep that fact tae yourself.”

“Good lack, as if I’d want to tell him that! I couldn’t, Hetty. Not ever!”

“Did ye tell him that ye be a royal ward?”

“I did not, for why should I? Nor did I tell him that Albany will be after me, but I do know I must tell him that. I should have done it when he and I were alone up here. But, by my troth, Hetty, I never thought of it until I was halfway down the stairs. And, then… I could not.”

“Dinna fret, ye’ll get your chance soon enough,” Hetty said.

Hearing booted footsteps on the stairs, Marsi knew that she was right.

Hawk and Jamie were upon them by then and gathered up all the bundles. As the women and Jamie followed Hawk downstairs, the alewife emerged from her kitchen with two sacks in hand.

“I’ve put up summat for ye tae eat,” she said. “Ye’ll be glad of it by midday.”

Thanking her and giving her a few coins in exchange for the food, Hawk ushered them into the yard, where the stable lad stood with their horses.

Slipping another coin to him, Hawk helped Hetty onto her horse and took the reins of the sumpter pony from the stable lad. Without a word, he led the sumpter out onto the empty road. Following him with Jamie at her side, Marsi realized that, other than Albany’s men earlier, she had heard no riders pass by.

The air was cold and crisp, and she could hear the river Leven, just west of them, rushing southward to the Firth of Clyde. Overhead, the sky was still gray but with the kind of mist that thinned quickly after sunrise. Thanks to the hills flanking the vale, the sun had not yet appeared. Low fog still obscured much of the ground and drifted across the road in misty puffs, but her cloak and boots were warm.

Hawk strode ahead of them, leading the sumpter. He still had not spoken or looked back, clearly expecting them to keep up with his long strides easily.

With a wry grimace, Marsi exchanged a look with Jamie and slowed down.

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