Healing the Highlander's Heart by Scarlett Adams

Author:Scarlett Adams [Adams, Scarlett]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2019-12-18T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“The laird be needin' ye in his chambers lass,” Mistress Eubh said to Lili who was so lost in her thought that when she lifted her head from the task it was bent over to blink blankly at her.

“The Laird is askin' for ye. So, clean the flour off yerself. It's urgent, so the lad says, so hurry.”

Lili nodded once and found a rag to dust herself clean of the flour that had settled on her gown and in her hair with Mistress Eubh by her side flapping about anxiously.

“Is somethin' wrong Mistress Eubh?” Lili inquired placing the rag next to the bowl of flour.

“The lad willna say, only that the laird or the physician, he wasna clear on that. But they need ye urgently so hurry lass. They'll be in the Laird's bedchambers.”

Lili hurried as fast as she could, pushing her already aching body. The result of yesterday's revelry had been more chores for the kitchen staff that they spent most of the midnight scouring bowls and cleaning up. Lili had barely had an hour of sleep before she had been woken up to begin with the breakfast. As she had measured flour to knead into bread she longed for the days when they were no celebrations, now thirty minutes later she was hurrying through the gate to the inner bailey to attend to the laird.

Idly she wondered if something was wrong with the laird. He had not been looking well during the ceremony and even less well during the feast. She needed no oracle to tell her he was getting worse; the entire castle knew it was merely a matter of time before God called him home. Her heart clenched as she thought of him as no more, he had been a good chief to all of them she wasn't sure Dougal would be able to live up to the standard he had set. Dougal. The kiss that had shared yesterday's night made her face flame up and she almost stumbled. She sincerely hoped he wouldn't be in the Laird's chamber.

It seemed that the heavens answered her unspoken prayer as only the physician and the chief were present. The chief lying sunken and grey in the bed that seemed cavernous for his thin wasting body and the physician looking grim above him. He held out a trembling hand to her and she went to him, taking the papery thin hand in both of hers.

“Play for me lass,” he wheezed and she did, with her harp and with her voice until his face relaxed from the pain and he eased into a gentle sleep. Even then she kept on playing and singing until a heavy hand dropped on her shoulder and she looked up into the heavily wrinkled face of the physician. He was as old as the chief, a childhood friend and had taken the position after his father, the previous physician died.

“Stop now lass. He's sleeping but not for long and when he wakes he'll need ye tae ease his pain.

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