Highlander Fate Series: Books 1-3: Scottish Time Travel Romances by Knight Stella

Author:Knight, Stella [Knight, Stella]
Language: eng
Format: azw3, epub
Published: 2019-07-06T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter 14

Ronan remained awake long after Kara drifted off to sleep in his arms. He gazed down at her sleeping form, ruminating over her story. As soon as she told him she was from another time, as strange and unbelievable as it was . . . it made sense. The vagueness of her backstory. Her strange accent. Tairseach. The stiuireadh who'd shown up on his property before she'd arrived.

And there were the similarities to Fiona. Fiona had shown up in a similar manner, emerging from the cellar of Macleay Castle in a scandalous dress, one that must be common in their time. Her accent, nearly the same as Kara's. Eadan's refusal to tell him Fiona's true place of birth.

Fiona had traveled through time. Just like Kara.

Why hadn’t Eadan told him the truth about his wife? Did he not trust him?

But as Ronan studied Kara, reaching out to brush a stray lock of hair back from her face, a surge of protectiveness filled him—and he understood. Eadan wanted to protect his wife. Though Eadan and Ronan weren't superstitious, there were many in the castle and surrounding villages who were. Many fervently believed in—and despised—witches. And they would certainly consider a lass who could travel through time a witch.

He now understood with stark clarity why Kara hadn't wanted to reveal who she was, and guilt flooded him. For all she knew, he could have thrown her into the dungeons and had her hung for witchcraft.

"I'm sorry, Kara," he murmured to her sleeping form. She was here on behalf of the grandmother she adored, and he'd not made things easy for her.

A sudden heaviness settled over him. Since Kara didn't belong in this time . . . her stay here would only be temporary. Soon, his Kara, with her spirited mind and fierce heart, would return to her own time. He'd never wanted a lass by his side for more than a few weeks, but with Kara, the thought of her leaving filled him with a sharp ache.

He drifted off to sleep with the troublesome thoughts of Kara's eventual departure, and awoke from his fitful sleep at first light, kissing Kara's forehead before extricating himself from her warm, beautiful body with reluctance. Her suggestion of continuing to look into Clan Acheson’s potential allies was a good one; he would broach it during the meeting with the nobles today.

Even though he was allowing her to help, he'd have to keep her out of sight of the clan nobles. The only people aware of her presence here were his servants and his men, but they were loyal and wouldn't gossip about his mysterious guest to outsiders. If the clan nobles knew of her existence, they'd have questions—and suspicions. It was a miracle Fiona had passed muster. He didn't know if Kara would be so fortunate.

Once dressed, he stepped out into the hall. He intercepted Aislin as she made her way to Kara's chamber.

"The lady is asleep in my chamber," he said. "But let her rest."

"Aye, m'laird," Aislin said, averting her gaze, but he saw the delight in her eyes.

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