Highlander's Winter Tale by Donna Fletcher

Author:Donna Fletcher [Fletcher, Donna]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Scotland, USA Today Bestselling Author
Publisher: Donna Fletcher
Published: 2015-12-27T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Eight

Snow was falling, not as heavily as yesterday, but steadily and without the accompanying vicious wind. If it continued, it could add to the already burdensome snow on the ground. Dawn kept a brisk pace. Having failed to return to her husband’s side, he would be searching for her soon enough and demanding an explanation. She hoped to return to the keep before he became too irritated and hoped her visit with Elwin would prove beneficial so that she had something to share with her husband that would soothe his annoyance. She smiled, thinking that there were others ways she could find to soothe him that were much more enjoyable—for them both.

Dawn moved aside, along the only clear path through the snow to the keep, when she saw a large warrior carrying Elsa in his arms. Neil walked behind him and another warrior followed behind him. She tapped her chest and pointed to Neil when he glanced her way, letting him know her heart went out to him. He acknowledged her with a nod, looking more worried than she had ever seen him. Neither Neil nor Elsa had ever married or had any intentions of falling in love. Elsa had always been too busy with her love of healing and Neil too busy warring alongside Cree. But since settling here in Dowell, the two found each other and were now inseparable.

Dawn hurried on once they passed by, knowing Elsa would be urging her to find out what was causing so many to fall ill instead of worrying over her.

Not all snowdrifts had been cleared away from doors, especially the further away from the keep she got. She nearly panicked when she saw that up ahead the path stopped abruptly. How would she ever get to Elwin? She smiled with relief when she saw a clear path had been dug off the major path, and she took it straight to Elwin’s cottage.

Elwin opened the door to her knock. He was impressive in size, but not in features. He was a plain man, soft-spoken, and considerate, and the opposite when it came to battle. He was one of Cree’s most seasoned warriors and one her husband greatly respected.

“My lady?” he said, wondering what she was doing at his door.

Dawn hugged herself and pretended to shiver.

“Forgive me, my lady, come in, come in,” he said, stepping back and waving her in. “I was so surprised to see you here that my manners failed me.”

Dawn stepped into the one room cottage and smiled at the delicious scent that wafted off the cauldron bubbling over the flames in the fireplace. Seeing that Dorrie was not there, Dawn gestured to Elwin who surprisingly understood Dawn much easier than most.

“Dorrie took some fresh baked bread to some of the older clan’s people stuck in their cottages.”

At one time that would have surprised Dawn, but not now. Dorrie had changed and for the better. She smiled and nodded and pointed to the chair at the table.

“Sit, please sit,” Elwin said, shaking his head at himself.

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