A Magical Highland Solstice by Mary Morgan

Author:Mary Morgan [Morgan, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub, azw3, mobi
Tags: Time Travel, Holiday, Contemporary, Fairy Tale/Myths, Scottish
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
Published: 2016-12-01T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Ten

“The maiden made a wish under the stars on the full moon, but she forgot to sprinkle her words with love.”

Eve stared at the door long after the man had left her room. Her hands continued to tremble as she clutched her gown in frustration. Cormac’s touch had left her body aching in places she hadn’t known existed. Tears burned her eyes, and she quickly wiped them away. Why had he apologized? Had he suddenly found her repulsive?

“He would never want a chubby girl with wild, uncontrollable hair.” She yanked at her dress, hearing the fabric tear. Letting the tears fall down her cheeks, she stepped out of the material and sank into the tub. The warm water was bliss, helping to soothe away the pain of rejection.

Reaching for a cloth and a bar of soap on a small table, she scrubbed her body until it was red. Fury and hurt seethed inside of her as she dunked her head under the water. Bringing her head up, she wiped the water from her eyes. “Could any man want me?” Bringing her fingers to her lips, Eve could still taste the man. His kiss had sent an arrow of desire so powerful, she craved more.

She banished the thought. “He’s not for you, Eve Brannigan. You’ll be leaving soon, so best to ignore him completely.”

The words sounded hollow, and she slapped the cloth against the tub. Grabbing the soap, she did her best to lather the soap and went to work on her hair. Scrubbing her scalp until it tingled, she stood and reached for the one last bucket of clean water. Dumping the contents over her head, Eve almost shrieked. The icy water had not been heated.

“This is barbaric,” she protested, as she squeezed the water from her hair. Reaching for a larger cloth, Eve stepped out of the tub and dried herself by the fire. Turning at the sound of someone knocking, she did her best to cover herself. Had Cormac returned?

“Who is it?”

“’Tis Katie,” replied the small voice.

Eve’s shoulders slumped. “Come in.”

Katie entered, her arms full of gowns and smocks. “Sir Cormac stated ye had lost all your clothing on your way to Creag.” She dumped everything on the bed, proceeding to shake out a few of the gowns. “I have been going through some of the older gowns and made them to your size. Ye are smaller, so with Nola’s help, I took them in.” She held out a dark blue gown with silver embroidery on the edges. “This one will suit ye well.”

Eve did her best to wrap the cloth around her body and moved toward the bed. “It’s too fine to be making bread in. I need something more durable.”

“Och, nae, my lady. Sadly, this is all we have. Ye can wear a smock over the gown, if ye so wish. I have brought some as well.”

She fingered the gown, and then sorted through the others. There were gowns in gold, brown, green, rose, and lavender.

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