Her Highland Protector (Iron 0f The Highlands Series Book 2) by Emilia Ferguson

Author:Emilia Ferguson [Ferguson, Emilia]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Ancient Civilizations, Historical Scottish-Irish Romance, Historical Romance, Women's Fiction, Regency & Victorian Era, 17th Century, Forever Love, Bachelor, Single Woman, Medieval & Ancient World, Thrillers & Suspense, Mystery & Intrigue, Protection & Safety, Action & Adventure, Dangerous & Deadly, Romantic Suspense, Life-Changes, Second Chance Reunion, Highlander, Rough & Tumble, Fantasy, Lifetime Love, Clean Romance, Romantic Schemes, Mysterious Scottish Highlands, Dark Ages, Beautiful & Feisty, Iron 0f The Highlands Series
Publisher: Emilia Ferguson
Published: 2019-09-25T04:00:00+00:00

RIDING AT NIGHT

The woods were growing darker as they rode. Irmengarde looked about, feeling the hair on the back of her neck stand up with alarm. It had been a dark day earlier, but now, after a pause to rest and have some lunch, the day was almost night dark, though she guessed it could not be much more than five hours since the hour of noon. She knew they had taken the right turning, and that the road was straightforward from here. However, the place was fraught with peril.

Wolves. Bears. Outlaws.

Of the three, the last was by far the greatest danger. Irmengarde felt her knuckles grip the reins and tried, in vain, to dismiss her fear.

It’s nothing. We haven’t any outlaws in these woods. They were all cleared out by the King’s own guard, of late.

All the same, as they cantered onward, she felt herself growing more and more afraid. It wasn’t simply that – it was the threat of Clovis following. He would certainly have noticed she was gone by now. If so, why was he doing nothing? She didn’t trust him, and every hour made her fear worse.

“How much further, think you?” she called to Brogan.

He was riding a white horse, but she couldn’t see him. The silence pressed close and she strained her eyes for a glimpse of him in the inky dark.

“Another mile or so.” His voice came back, sounding muffled. She looked up the path and spotted him about twenty paces ahead. She patted Grayswift’s neck in encouragement.

“Not too long to go now, lass,” she informed her. “Can we catch up?”

Her horse snorted and she gently pressed on her sides with weary legs, asking her for one last canter to catch up with Brogan. Her horse carried her valiantly ahead.

“Think you there are wolves about?” she called as she got closer to Brogan.

“Probably,” Brogan said. His eyes glinted in the dark, and below them a shaky smile. “I reckon they’ll not approach people, though. Not before they’re really hungry, and it’s not springtime yet.”

Irmengarde nodded, swallowing the lump in her throat. He was right. They were safe for the moment at least – the wolves would be preoccupied in the autumn, catching the vast variety of game to be caught.

“Well, we’ll reach the place soon,” she whispered back.

“Aye,” he agreed. “I reckon we will.”

They rode on into the darkness.

Irmengarde felt her heart start to lift. They were making real progress. They had ridden for three hours, and were in the valley now, and the road was beginning to slope. Soon, they would be at the top of the next hill. The abbey would be there, warm and inviting. She could almost smell the broth and bannocks waiting for them. It had been a modest place when first she’d stayed there, over a year ago, but their welcome had been warm.

“Soon, we’ll be in a warm stable, with lots and lots of hay,” she promised her horse.

Grayswift snorted, and Irmengarde sent a silent prayer that she was right, and the abbey would welcome them that well.

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