0439729001378649037 ravished-by-a-highlander by T L

Author:T L
Language: eng
Format: mobi
Published: 2013-09-08T14:03:51.609000+00:00

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The castle was abuzz with activity by the time Davina descended the stairs with Maggie a few hours later. People bustling this way and that, set to chores that hurried them on their way. Women smiled when they passed her and the men looked her over approvingly while they hefted baskets of various foodstuffs to and from the kitchen.

There was to be a celebration at Camlochlin today. Her wedding. Davina breathed deeply, but her hands still shook. She was going to do it. She was going to defy the king, deny her kingdom, and risk the consequences. She had no other choice. She would wither and vanish without Rob in her life. For the first time in her life she prayed that if her father ever set foot in Camlochlin he would not know her. Her days of pining over him, of yearning for a normal life, were over. Everything she had ever wanted, and more, were about to be hers.

She smiled at Alice across the hall and lifted a self-conscious hand to her pinned-up hair.

“Do I look acceptable?” she asked Maggie, trying to quell the thunder of her heart.

“Ye look more ravishin’ than the Cuillins in winter.”

Davina turned and gave Will her happiest smile. She missed him and his playful flirtations that made Rob brood and growl.

“I chose the silver gown.” Maggie stepped back and surveyed her work with pride curling her lips.

“It complements her coloring nicely. Look there, she has silver in her hair.”

Will raised his gaze to the soft curls tumbling around her face and smiled. “Aye, I’ve noticed.”

Davina blushed and looked around, expecting to see Rob behind her looking like he could crack Will in two with his bare hands.

“You taunt him,” she accused with humor lifting her voice.

“I enjoy watchin’ him lose his head. It reminds me that he’s just a man, like the rest of us.”

Yes, Davina thought—not finding Rob in the crowd—that could be difficult to remember. “Is he in the church?”

“He’ll be there when the time comes.”

Davina nodded. That was the one thing she was certain of.

“He’s…” Will’s eyes reflected the glimmer of her gown when he spotted a buxom girl hurrying toward the Great Hall. “… preparin’ some things.”

“He’s a wolf,” Davina smiled, shaking her head after him when he took off in pursuit of the poor girl.

“He’s a tame pup compared to Tristan,” Maggie huffed, then took her hand and pulled her down the hall. They were stopped by a lovely woman with a mane of golden curls and deep blue eyes. Her smile was warm, as was her hand when she clasped Davina’s.

“So, this is Elaine, the lass who won Robert’s staunch heart! I am Aileen, Graham and Jamie’s sister.”

“Saints, help us, he brought the MacLeods.” Maggie looked heavenward and slapped her hip.

“Of course he did,” Aileen said, still smiling at Da—vina. “We are practically kin.”

Davina saw the slight resemblance to Jamie and shared a word with her until Maggie interrupted them.

“Where is Jamie?”

“He is with Faither Matheson in the cellars, prayin’ over someone, I think.

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