Highland Born (Highland Legion) by Kathryn Le Veque

Author:Kathryn Le Veque [Le Veque, Kathryn]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fiction, Medieval, romance, Scottish
Publisher: Kathryn Le Veque Novels, Inc.
Published: 2023-12-13T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER FOURTEEN

Amelia was having a difficult time sitting down.

After Lady Wolsingham was finished with her that morning, her backside was stinging and she’d received a scolding, the likes of which she hadn’t received since she’d been a child. But Lady Wolsingham didn’t hold back, and, truthfully, Amelia knew she deserved it. She’d done everything Lady Wolsingham said she did.

It was time for the evening meal, and the great hall of Lydgate was full of men. Smoke sputtered from the enormous hearth, rising to the ceiling as conversation and music flowed. A man with a citole, a single traveling minstrel, was sitting next to the hearth, and he was trying to sing above the buzz of conversation, but it was difficult. The hall was loud this night. Amelia was relegated to the end of the dais, mostly sitting by herself, but across from her sat four young men she didn’t know until Lady Wolsingham introduced them.

These are the dun Tarh brothers, Amelia. Behave yourself.

Suddenly, the visit to Lydgate wasn’t so fun after all.

The three weren’t of any interest to her because they were a little too young for her taste, even if they were older than she was, but there was a big, strong, young Highlander with a patch of white in his dark hair sitting directly across from her who was probably ten years older than she was. He was quite handsome, she thought.

Maybe this visit would be salvageable after all.

“Were you in France with Lord Wolsingham too?” she asked, raising her voice to be heard over the noise.

The man was eating heartily of his meal of mutton and gravy, but he was polite. “Aye, m’lady,” he said. “I was fighting in France, too, and my name is Darien. I heard Lady Wolsingham call ye Amelia.”

“That is my name,” she said. “Amelia de Hetton. Lady Valery and I have been friends since we were infants.”

“It’s good to have friends from long ago.”

“I think so.”

There was a lull in the conversation as Darien looked to Estevan because the man was muttering in his ear, but Amelia didn’t take kindly to having his attention diverted.

“How long will you be remaining at Lydgate, my lord?” she asked, rather loudly. “They usually have a big hunt closer to the Epiphany. My father used to hunt with them, and he always had great fun.”

Darien looked at her. “It has been a long time since I have hunted,” he said. “I would probably spear one of my brothers accidentally.”

“I’m sure that’s not true.”

He shrugged. “And I’m equally sure that it is,” he said. “Do ye hunt, m’lady?”

Amelia shook her head. “I do not,” she said. “No one has ever taken the time to teach me.”

It was a leading statement, as she’d intended it to be, but Darien was prevented from answering by a big body suddenly in their midst. A man with big arms and a handsome face approached Darien, holding out a hand to him in greeting, and Darien rose to accept it.

“Ah, Max,” he said.

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