Son and Throne (Kaitlyn and the Highlander Book 11) by Knightley Diana

Author:Knightley, Diana [Knightley, Diana]
Language: eng
Format: azw3
Published: 2020-07-24T16:00:00+00:00

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By the next night it stopped storming.

I wrote in my journal.

We had cuddled in bed most of the day and now another night lay before us. I said, “Will we be stuck in the tent most of the day tomorrow, too?”

“Nae, tomorrow we need tae get up early and move camp. I was thinkin’ though, we should move closer tae the clearing. I want tae check it for a message.”

“Okay, first thing.”

Forty-six - Kaitlyn

We rose at dawn and packed the tent and gear on the horses. The weather was good, but the snow was deep. It was difficult to maneuver through. We wound our way up the hill and then Magnus, using the binoculars, checked behind us. He held up a hand telling me to be quiet. After a few moments, I whispered, “What do you see?”

“Men are in our campsite, Kaitlyn.” He flicked his finger toward a stand of trees. “Hide behind the trees there. Hold Hurley quiet. Pull yer gun.”

I gulped, nodded that I understood, and directed Hurley to the trees, trying to hide within their shadows.

Magnus retraced our steps for a distance, then climbed off Cynric and brushed our tracks away. He mounted him again and rode the opposite way for a few yards so he was in full view of the men below. He waved his arms, and yelled, “Hie!”

He turned Cynric and rode higher up on the hill, then dropped from his horse behind a rock, pulled his rifle, and waited.

I dropped from Hurley, and waited too, with my gun pulled, settled on a branch on the tree, aiming. I tried to be as still as I could be, holding the reins in the bend of my knee, watching the trail. I prayed they would pass me, and then they did, right past, quick, climbing the mountain, heading right for Magnus. I knew not to fire. I didn’t want anyone to come after me. I wasn’t a sure enough shot, not from a distance, but I could maybe shoot someone before they got to me. So I waited, tried to calm myself, and watched.

Until the men were closer to Magnus than me, and Magnus fired, the sound ringing out across the mountains, a shot echoing through the hills, crack, crack, crack, a pause and then crack, crack, ringing through the clear crisp days, A riderless horse ran down the path just beyond me. I kept my aim on the path, waiting for men to flee, but then long minutes passed and no one came.

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