Her Highland Laird: Norman Ladies: Book One by Hannah West

Author:Hannah West
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: UNKNOWN
Published: 2016-11-24T08:00:00+00:00

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Her first impression of her new home and its people was cold and aloof, villagers stared at her openly with no shame as she walked by without truly giving her notice. They looked at her as if she were a three legged calf. Upon entering the castle all rushed out of her way and she had tried to say hello to those nearby but they openly shunned her.

She had not expected this level of coldness after Ian and his men had been so kind to her even if they had needed time to warm up to her.

Marie looked around her as she entered the stoned archway of the great hall’s main doors, stepping boots to the floor of her new home. The feeling that welled within her was a mix of happiness and dread. The high stone walls looked cold and uninviting, unadorned and free of any personal touches. The room was quite large and fitted with six, twenty foot long tables in the middle with four central hearths on each wall to warm the room. The dais was raised and also sported a long oak table with legs carved with Celtic knots.

She drifted forward and lovingly traced light fingertips across the table’s smooth surface. Though the space was largely spacious and empty what little there was, was well used and well loved. She could almost imagine all of the previous generations surrounding her and living here in comfort.

There was little people here now, but what would it be like to host the village and the Buchanan Clan all in this space? There could easily fit a few hundred people in here if not more. Mayhap she could even convince Ian to let her decorate for Michealmas and even have a yule log. Her father was not fond of doing something so base and common like the peasant masses. While Marie loved the idea of people coming together and exchanging small gifts as a way of showing their good will. It brought those together who otherwise would never do so.

Queen Matilda had made the ladies of the court start the tradition of doing so a few years back and they had become Marie’s best memories at court. She also always had the best gifts thanks to her choice of wares.

“Milady,” Duncan asked of her after a moment, “is something the matter?

She snapped back to herself and pulled her hand way, cradling it to her chest. She shook her head slowly and asked him earnestly, “What is this place like?”

Duncan frowned as he thought before he answered. “This place is filled with people each eve, and at week’s end people are busy to ready things. Most of the people are kindly, but someone do not care for the going ons. It is but another place to live.”

“And is there any celebration for Michealmas?” she asked hopefully.

He shook his head. “Not to my knowledge of this place. The clan is still considered pagan by the church, but we simply just live as we always have.

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