Taran (Immortal Highlander, Clan Skaraven Book 5): A Scottish Time Travel Romance by Hazel Hunter

Author:Hazel Hunter [Hunter, Hazel]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2018-12-11T16:00:00+00:00

The dream Taran had shared with Rowan gave him much to think on, not that he could. As soon as she left with the strange druidess he waited and listened for her voice. Then he stood and tried to see through the nearest cracks in the walls. Finally, he paced back and forth, as far as his chains would allow him to go. Another hour passed before he felt his skin prickle with the awareness he felt only with Rowan.

He sat down, assuming a neutral posture as he listened to Rowan ask Murdina for food and washing water before she came in. Relief flooded him as soon as he saw that she appeared unscathed.

“That was fun.” She came over and released his shackles. “I just got a crash course in druid magic. Looks like I’ll be the star of the show when it comes time to renovate the place.” She glanced back at the door. “Now come over here and get that arm we were working on yesterday.”

As Taran obeyed her he noted the pallor of her face, and the faint tremor of her lower lip. She looked ready to empty her belly on the ground. Her hands also shook, enough to make her thrust them in her pockets to hide the fact. Murdina hadn’t harmed her, but she’d frightened her badly. He lifted the half-finished arm onto the table and took up the position where he’d worked yesterday.

“It’s going to be pretty awesome, slave,” Rowan said, but winced as she gripped the wood, and channeled her power into it. “There’s even going to be a human sacrifice. Can’t finish the ritual and restore my tribe’s lands until I spill lots of blood.”

She sounded hearty, almost cheerful. Likely only he could detect the slight strained sound to her voice, and it gave him a little hope. Rowan could not kill. Of that he was sure. She used her hostility and aggression to shield herself, not to harm others. What she said now reminded him of the confrontation she’d had with Brennus over Perrin, when she had been truly enraged. She’d turned her power on a table rather than hurt the chieftain.

All of this had to be a lie or—he glanced at where the guards might be listening—was she somehow trying to warn him?

“Hey. Pay attention.” She pushed a chisel into his hand. “Aw, you don’t approve, or did you have something you wanted to say? Go ahead, tell me what you think.”

“’Tis why Hendry spared me,” Taran said. “He needs my death. I’m to be the sacrifice for your ritual.”

Rowan stared at him as if he’d struck her in the face. Her lips turned white, and her hands gripped the wood so hard it began to crack.

“I think you didnae ken this,” he added. “’Twould serve some purpose of his to conceal it from you. Mayhap he intends to test your loyalty with a blade and my neck.”

“You’re smarter than you look, Horse Master.” Her expression emptied until her face resembled a mask.

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