Saving Moirra's Heart by Suzan Tisdale

Author:Suzan Tisdale
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Suzan Tisdale

Chapter Fifteen

“Thank God,” Deirdre whispered when she saw Moirra soaked with sweat. “The fever breaks.”

Thomas was standing in the doorway to his chamber and, as always, his face bore his all-too-familiar scowl. “Good,” he said. “Put her in the barn so I can have me bloody bed back.”

If he wasn’t Deirdre’s brother she might hate him more than she did. As she dipped a cloth into the basin, she glanced up. “I’d ask if ye have a heart but I already ken the answer.”

Thomas was not fazed in the least by her insult. “I want me bed back.”

“Ye’ll get it back when Moirra is better,” she told him as she wiped Moirra’s brow.

“And when will that be?”

Deirdre hadn’t slept for more than a few hours at a time in days, had rarely left Moirra’s side; therefore, her patience was as thin as a spider web. “Me thinks ye need to visit the brothel in Glenkirby, fer yer behavin’ like a bastard right now.” If anyone on God’s earth needed a woman, ’twas Thomas. However, Deirdre couldn’t think of anyone strong enough to put up with him, kind enough to bring back the sweet boy he had once been, and no one she disliked enough to put the task to. ’Twas a conundrum.

“I want me bed back,” he repeated, a little harsher than before.

Deirdre was glad Moirra was sleeping so she wouldn’t be subjected to Thomas’ cold heart. She continued to wash Moirra’s face and hands, pretending she hadn’t heard her brother.

“Take her back to her own home,” he said.

Deirdre rolled her eyes and shook her head in disgust. “What home would that be? The one that was practically destroyed by fire?”

He shrugged his shoulders. “I didna start the fire,” he said. “And she be no’ my responsibility, remember?”

Exasperated, Deirdre glared at him. “’Tis a good thing our mum did no’ live to know the man ye’ve become. ’Twould have broken her heart to see ye so cold and heartless.”

“Ye can thank Moirra Dundotter fer that,” Thomas spat out. “She destroyed me when she refused to marry me.”

Deirdre had reached the ends of her patience. Shooting to her feet, she tossed the cloth into the basin and stomped toward him. “Moirra did no’ do that to ye, our father did! Now get out of here before I take a sgian dubh to ye!” With that, she pushed him out of the room, slammed the door shut and barred it.

“There be some comfort in knowin’ he has no’ changed whilst I was ill,” Moirra whispered in a scratchy voice.

Deirdre felt her face grow hot with embarrassment. Quickly, she went to sit beside Moirra and placed the back of her hand on her forehead. “I think yer fever has finally broken,” she said, hoping to avoid the topic of Thomas altogether.

Moirra closed her eyes and nodded slightly. “I never meant to hurt Thomas.”

Deirdre’s heart tightened in her chest. “Moirra, ye need no’ worry about it. ’Twasn’t ye who turned Thomas into the angry wretch he has become.

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