A Hardened Warrior by McQueen Hildie

Author:McQueen, Hildie
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Georgian Romance, Regency Romance, Historical Romance, English Romance, Hildie McQueen
Publisher: Dragonblade Publishing, Inc.
Published: 2020-01-13T16:00:00+00:00

Tristan went to where Ruari sat staring into the fire. “What do ye think? Is the person still following us?”

“Nay, not now. Which is more worrisome.”

Tristan nodded. “He could be gone to let others know where we are.”

“Sleep now. I will wake someone up to take my place.”

“Wake me,” Tristan said, unwrapping his tartan and settling onto the ground not too far from the fire.

At daybreak, the party didn’t waste time preparing for the day ahead. With luck, they would make it to Dun Airgid before sunset.

The horses were prepared for riding; two were hitched to the wagon. Once again, Merida mounted her unruly beast of a horse, looking to be more at ease.

Tristan neared and leaned closer. “Are ye not too tender to ride?”

Although there was a slight coloring on her cheeks, she met his gaze directly. “I will not ride in the wagon, Husband.”

They rode off at a steady pace. The thought that perhaps whoever had been watching them had gone off to fetch more men was heavy on their minds. Soon, however, they reached the outskirts of Ross lands.

The road became narrow, forcing them ride in lines of two. An uneasiness stretched as they realized that by doing so, being further apart meant they made an easier target. Although near Ross lands, the area was adjacent to McLeod territory.

Tristan went to ride alongside Merida and instructed a guard to pull Elsa to ride with him.

The air was thick, the silence in the trees ominous.

“What is going on?” Merida asked, noticing how the guards moved to flanks of two, their swords at the ready.

“Just a precaution since we travel along McLeod lands for the next while.” Tristan scanned the trees, not seeing anything of interest. It was best to err on the side of caution he conceded. However, the sense of dread did not lift.

The first arrow whizzed right past his head and just as Tristan called out in alarm, a second one hit, lodging into his upper left arm.

He swung his horse around and pulled out his own bow, loading it with an arrow and loosing it to the treetops from where the arrows came.

One of the Ross guardsmen fell to the ground, hitting so hard the air was knocked from him.

A second man fell.

Uncle Gregor.

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