My Fair Highlander by Mary Wine

Author:Mary Wine [Wine, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: Kensington publishing Corp.
Published: 2011-06-30T04:00:00+00:00

“So why is she still sleeping?”

Jemma winced and opened her eyes to see Gordon pacing. He didn’t pace like any other worried person she’d ever seen walk the floor. Gordon stalked. His feet taking huge steps that covered the length of the bed she lay on in three short strides. He froze when he noticed her looking at him.

“There, ye see? Exactly as I said. The girl is fine. She was lucky to sleep through the stitching.”

Gordon grunted. Ula stood near the bed along with another woman who had white hair. She seemed unimpressed with her laird’s disgruntlement.

“Leave yer head be, girl. I had to stitch ye up, but it’s in yer hair so the scar won’t bother ye any once it’s healed.”

“Stitched me up?” Jemma didn’t stop, but reached for the throbbing spot on the top of her head. She fingered it gently, wincing at the pain that bled out from the light contact.

The woman grunted. “Ye don’t mind very well. Maybe the laird is right to be suspicious. Could be her mind is wounded.”

“My mind is not wounded.”

Gordon snorted, but there was relief in his eyes. “She sounds quite normal to me. Ye have my gratitude for yer service, Vanora.”

“Seeing the lass well is enough for me. Do ye want me to get on with inspecting her so that ye can marry?”

“I didn’t promise to marry him.”

Vanora turned a curious stare toward her. “Well now, girl, if that’s so, I wonder where ye get the idea to argue so publicly with the laird. I thought surely ye were his bride, and even then, I still wonder how ye thought to escape being chastised for such. But if ye are nae his bride-to-be, well, I believe that Anyon will have a bit of company in the stocks.”

“Give us a moment alone.”

Ula and Vanora both inclined their heads before leaving the chamber.

“I shouldn’t have argued with you in public, I know that, but I’m not saying it to avoid the stocks, either.”

“Then why are ye saying it, lass?” Gordon crossed his arms over his chest, looking far too forbidding. It was another glimpse at that part of him accustomed to being in command.

“Because it is true. This world needs its rules. Without authority there would be nothing but lawlessness.”

His expression softened, but that only drew her mind back to what had happened the last time he was alone with her in the chamber.

“That doesn’t mean I agree that Anyon should be lashed on my account.”

He growled at her, low and deep, leaving no doubt that he was growing frustrated with her.

“Since ye just agreed that rules are needed to maintain order, ye can nae disagree with me having her lashed. She tried to drown ye.”

Jemma sat up and felt her muscles ache with the effort. She tried to conceal the pain, but Gordon read it off her face and his eyes narrowed dangerously.

“She’ll be getting those lashes, and those who stood there watching will be paying for it, too. I won’t stand for having the women of this castle acting like a pack of wild dogs.

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