Border Lass by Amanda Scott

Author:Amanda Scott [Scott, Amanda]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Historical Romance
ISBN: 9780750532365
Google: Me_u75UFMO4C
Amazon: 0446197998
Barnesnoble: 0446197998
Goodreads: 4345945
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2008-08-31T12:00:00+00:00

Surely, she told herself, they had already consulted about James Douglas's death, and Will's, too, because Isabel would willingly discuss with anyone her certainty that Fife was behind both tragedies.

Just as surely, the princess knew nothing of what Amalie had overheard at Scone. Had Isabel known that Fife had discussed a possible murder plot, she would not have kept that knowledge to herself. All of her ladies would have heard about it.

What if Garth had learned something more, though, something that he believed made it his duty to tell Isabel that someone had overheard such a plot? What if he feared that Douglas or even the King was Fife's intended victim? Such a fear would certainly give him cause to ride all the way to Galloway to talk with Douglas. It would also explain his need to talk to Isabel now.

But if he did mention the plot to her, she would demand details. Specifically, she would want to know who had overheard that conversation at Scone.

What. Amalie wondered with increasing dread, if Garth identified her?

She took a step toward the door just as it opened and Isabel slipped back inside and shut it again.

"No one troubled you?" she said.

"Nay, you were gey quick," Amalie said, trying to read her expression.

"Mainly, he just wanted to tell me that you know why he's here and where he's going, because he'd asked you not to tell anyone and knew you'd keep silent. In any event, he said, it was his duty to let me know he'd told you. And so it was."

"Aye," Amalie said, struggling to hide her relief, hoping she looked as if she did not care what he did, and assuring herself that she must look as if that were the case, because it was.

She didn't care, and wouldn't, no matter what he did or said.

"You look tired, my dear," Isabel said. "I am going up in a few minutes, but Averil and Nancy will look after me. You may as well go straight to bed."

"Will the lady Averil not be vexed that I was out too long?"

"I won't let her bite," Isabel said with a smile. "Sir Garth was glad to find someone he could ask to approach me. And I'm grateful to have had speech with him. The only thing I cannot like is his leaving us in Sir Herald's charge."

Amalie grimaced.

"Just so," Isabel said. "Your mother's comments and Simon's friendship with him would have made it clear that he's the man they want you to marry even if I hadn't guessed as much from the attention he pays you—and your obvious dislike. So, although Sir John sent him, Boyd is Fife's man. Do you not agree?"

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