Surrender to the Highlander by Lynsay Sands

Author:Lynsay Sands
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Fiction, Romance, historical, scottish, General
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2018-01-30T08:00:00+00:00

Chapter 10

“Aye. Poison. As ye thought,” Rory said grimly. Straightening from examining Edith, he turned to Niels and opened his mouth to say more, only to pause briefly with his mouth open and eyes wide, before saying with disgust, “Put some clothes on, brother, or at least clean the puke off your cock. Good Lord!”

Glancing down at the mess covering his groin, Niels scowled and then turned sharply and moved to the basin to begin cleaning himself as he asked, “Is she going to be all right?”

“I’m hoping so, aye,” Rory said, turning back to Edith.

“When we first got here ye said was she poisoned again she could die,” Niels reminded him grimly.

“Aye. If she’d been poisoned again at that time she surely would have died,” he assured him. “But she’s been eating well and rebuilding her strength since she woke up. And she seems to have tossed up the poison. Or at least I think she has. She certainly tossed up everything I know her to have eaten today. And some I did no’ ken about,” he added dryly before asking. “Did Jaimie make more pastries with preserves in them? I do no’ recall her eating cooked fruit.”

“Nay. She had that up here,” Niels muttered as he finished cleaning himself and moved to grab his shirt and pull it on over his head. Walking to the foot of the bed now, he bent and picked up the goblet the preserves had been in and handed it to Rory. “Was the poison in this?”

Rory took the goblet, sniffed it delicately and then stuck a finger in and licked it to taste the preserves. After a moment, he shook his head.

“I do no’ think it was in this,” he said, setting the goblet on the bedside table as a knock sounded at the door.

Niels moved to answer it, his eyes widening when he saw that it was Tormod, Geordie and Alick. When he saw that his brothers carried Edith’s trencher and drink from their celebratory dinner, he frowned and asked, “What’s that for?”

“I recalled ye mentioning that Edith seemed quiet and pale at dinner and wondered if the poison might have been in her food or drink at sup,” Rory explained, moving to join him at the door.

Niels frowned as he watched him sniff at the remains of food in the trencher and pointed out, “We ate out of the same trencher and I’m no’ ill. It can no’ be the food.”

Nodding, Rory handed the trencher back to Geordie and took the mead from Alick to sniff. The way he immediately stiffened made Niels narrow his eyes.

“Poison?” Tormod asked grimly.

“Aye, this smells like the tonic Victoria left behind,” Rory murmured, sniffing again.

“I thought that was all gone.” Geordie said with a frown.

“Aye. ’Twas,” Rory said grimly. “Obviously, someone made more.”

“So Victoria’s tonic was the source of the poison?” Niels asked grimly.

“I think so. But now as then ’tis hard to tell. The smell is very faint this time, but still carries

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