Highlander’s Gypsy Lass by Kenna Kendrick

Author:Kenna Kendrick [Kendrick, Kenna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Highland
Published: 2020-04-16T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHTEEN

“Wait!”

Declan turned around and saw Angus struggling to run and catch up to him. As he saw Declan stop, the warrior slowed, grabbing at his side and favoring his right leg. By the time he reached Declan, he was out of breath and red-faced.

“I’m comin’ with ye,” he panted.

It came as a surprise to Declan. “Oh? An’ how’s Aggie feel abou’ this?”

“I’m fair plucked!” Declan smiled at Angus, bracing himself on his knees a moment before straightening back out. “Mad as a box o’ frogs, she was, ‘til I asked her how she’d feel if it were her or one o’ our bairns. Changed right quick then.”

“Ye sure ye want tae come? I dunno what’ll be waitin’ fer us.”

“AYE!” Angus drew his sword and shook it in the air with dramatic bravado. “I’ll cut them sassenachs down.”

Declan laughed gaily. “Put tha’ away ‘fore ye cut yerself.” He slapped Angus on the back as he re-sheathed his weapon. “Glad tae have ye.”

“When comin’ back, I willnae be takin’ ye all the way tae Kilchurn, mind ye.”

“I’ll take wha’ the Lord gives me.”

Declan continued towards the stables. The Brody chief outfitted him with more supplies than he expected. The day was cold enough to crystalize the dew on the grasses, but the sun shone brightly above in clear, blue skies. Hope hung in the air with Angus at his side. Within the hour, they rode out, heading for the Scottish borders.

Declan soon found Angus was worth his weight in gold. He knew the lands better than his beard. They were able to bypass the roads and navigate through the friendly allied territory, and the first few days wore on without incident.

“Thirlestane,” Angus growled. “I ken we’ll fin’ her there. It’s as Gilroy says.”

“An’ if they tol’ him wrong?”

Since riding out, they’d argued about where to look for Rosalie at least once a day. Declan knew that even if the rider were wrong, they would be scouring Thirlestane before looking elsewhere.

“How many English lairds are tearin’ through Scotland with a full wagon this time o’ year, ye think? The man Gilroy talked to said they didn’ stop the night, an’ he felt somethin’ wasn’t right when talkin’ tae the Sassenach. He was jumpy an’ whatnot.”

Declan nodded. He squinted at the sun, now lowering in the sky. “I hope yer right. I hope she’s alright.” Then he wished to change the subject entirely. “How long did ye ken Aggie fer ‘fore ye were wed?”

Angus had a toothy, blackened smile. “Three weeks. I’d seen her ‘fore that, but she’d have nothin’ tae do with me. Then one day, she got fed up with me pesterin’ her, an’ turned on me, hot as the devil. Been in love ever since.”

The old warrior’s eyes swam with the memory.

Declan smiled and thought about Rosalie. He wished they’d had the opportunity to talk following the altercation with Enoch. From the last conversation with Magda and Alexander, it seemed as if Rosalie’s arrangement with Enoch had ended. Still, he knew about her family situation, and what she would require to stay with them.

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