Highland Champion by Hannah Howell

Author:Hannah Howell [Howell, Hannah]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi, pdf
Tags: Fiction, Romance, General, Historical, Scotland, Highlands (Scotland)
ISBN: 9781420128772
Publisher: Kensington
Published: 2005-01-02T07:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirteen

The aroma of roasting meat filled every corner of Scarglas. There would be a huge feast tonight, but Keira felt no joyous anticipation. In the morning, they would ride out and head for Ardgleann. No swords had been drawn yet, but the battle had truly begun. She pushed aside the guilt and doubt that assailed her. This was all Rauf Moubray's fault, not hers, and she let her anger at the man stiffen her spine as she went looking for Fiona.

When she and Liam joined the army they had gathered, there would be little privacy, so she had decided to treat this night as the eve of battle. Keira wanted it to be memorable for him as well as for herself, even if those memories made her blush right down to the soles of her feet. Since Fiona had been married for several years now, she rather hoped the woman could give her some ideas and advice. She was not sure that some of the things she did in her dreams were the sort of things men liked or would want their lady wife to indulge in. Keira also viewed such a discussion with Fiona as a good test. After all, if she could not even talk about behaving wantonly, there was little chance she would actually be able to do so.

To her delight, she found Fiona in her solar alone, cursing softly over her needlework. "Not going weel?" she asked as she sat beside Fiona on a well-cushioned bench beneath the window.

"Och, nay, 'tis going weel enough," Fiona replied as she set her work down and smiled at Keira. "'Tis just that I like the results, but I dinnae much like doing the work."

"I ken that feeling verra weel indeed."

"Weel, spit it out."

Keira looked at Fiona in surprise. "How did ye ken I have something I need to, weel, spit out?"

"Saw the look upon your face as ye walked over here. It was an I can do this sort of look. Trouble?"

"Nay, nay trouble." Keira took a deep breath to shore up her lagging courage. "Since we ride for Ardgleann in the morning, once weel, we are with this army we have gathered, Liam and I will have verra little privacy, I rather thought that tonight—"

"Ye would give him a night to remember? Make his toes curl?"

Keira laughed. "Something like that. Since ye have been married for several years, I thought ye could advise me a little."

Fiona nodded. "Ye want me to give ye the knowledge I may have gathered, the value of my experience, so to speak."

"Exactly. Also, I have these dreams in which I act rather freely, but I am nay sure if what I do in those dreams is something a husband would wish his wife to do."

"I doubt ye do anything in your dreams that would shock Liam." Fiona got up to pour them each a tankard of cider. "If it makes ye feel good when ye do it in your dreams, I suspicion it will make ye both feel verra good indeed if ye do it for real.

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