Highlander's Cursed Bride by Lydia Kendall

Author:Lydia Kendall
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Tags: Highland
Publisher: Lydia Kendall
Published: 2019-08-31T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 19

JOAN STEPPED BACK into a nearby dark room as a pair of guards marched past her.

I didn't make it this far to be caught.

“As for me, I am not scared of those Scots,” one of the guards said to his partner.

“I am not saying, I am scared but…” the other guard's reply fade into the distance.

She moved out of hiding and rushed toward the guard's supply room. The air smelled damp in the basement but she didn't care. She found the door to the supply room and it was unlocked, as usual. She peeped through the door to make sure no one was inside the room before she stepped in.

If the Lord found out they left this door open carelessly, someone would have to answer for it. Well, it is my luck that they never lock it.

She hastily began to ruffle through the arranged set of guard's uniform in search of her only hope of escape to meet the Duke.

Now where are those cloaks?

She found one cloak neatly folded on a stool. She grabbed the cloak and examined it. It smelt like dried sweat. She dusted it off as she watched the door for guards.

She left the room and using her knowledge of the castle, she found the fastest way to reach the gates. At the gates, she noticed two guards on watch. She had planned for this.

Looking down at her feet, she realized that her dress would give her away. She ripped her gown from the seams at her waist, leaving only her shorter petticoat.

It will soon be midday; they must take a break to lunch.

As the bells began to ring, the guards happily left their posts and Joan dashed toward the gates in her dark cloak. She looked behind her to see two other guards replacing the guards on break.

Lucky me.

She adjusted her cloak and tucked her hair behind her ears to avoid answering any questions.

I have not really seen the town in daylight very often.

The only guide she had were the memories of the town at night when she would sneak out to meet Aidan.

As she stepped into the busy town, she felt a few eyes on her but shrugged them off as she made her way toward where she remembered the castle was. Half an hour later she managed to find the castle.

I thought finding the castle was the hard part of my task. Now I have to find a way to get in.

“Halt! Who goes there!” one of the guards asked as he got up to meet her.

“I am the Lady of Tyrill, daughter of Viscount Matthew Hale, and I would like to see the Duke,” Joan said, and the guard raised a brow at her as she revealed her face from under the cloak. “It is a very important and private matter.”

“The Duke unfortunately has no time for women,” the guard said and Joan tried not to reel back in disgust.

“I apologize, my dear sir, I assure you that I am not a woman of ill repute, I ask to see the Duke concerning his worries about the war.

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