Tempted by a Warrior

Author:Amanda Scott [SCOTT, AMANDA]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Romance, Adult, Historical, FIC027050, C429, Extratorrents, Kat
ISBN: 9780446561327
Publisher: Forever
Published: 2010-01-01T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter 12

In the inner chamber, Kirkhill heard Fiona’s screams and those of the baby, leaped up from his chair at the large table where he had spread his version of the Jardine accounts, and ran up the service stairs with his heart pounding. As he rounded the stairway curve, he saw Flory ahead, crossing the landing. She shoved Fiona’s bedchamber door back on its hinges, then hesitated at the threshold.

Gently urging her on into the room, Kirkhill saw Fiona sitting bolt upright in her bed, looking blindly toward the open, moonlit window, still screaming.

“Look after the bairn,” he told Flory as he moved swiftly to the bed. “I’ll call for you if I need you. She has only suffered a bad dream, but the bairn will calm more easily if you shut your door and do your best to soothe him back to sleep.”

“I should stay near so I’ll hear if you call for me, but I could send for Eliza, m’lord. Likely, the wee laddie be hungry.”

“I’d liefer have no one else up here yet. Just do what you can.”

“Aye, sir, I’ll give him a sugar tit to suck on until her ladyship be calm again. He’ll be that hungry then, and when she settles, nae doots she’ll want to cuddle him.”

“Likely, you’re right,” he said, having no notion whether she was or not.

Fiona had stopped her shrieking, but she still faced the window, eyes shut, sobbing in a mixture of short cries and gasps. He barely waited for Flory to shut the door before he gripped Fiona firmly by both shoulders and gave her a shake.

“Wake up, lass,” he said calmly. “’Twas nobbut a bad dream.”

Her eyes snapped open, and she looked right at him, her mouth still agape, her breath drawn in as if to scream again. Her gaze met his, but her eyes focused only briefly before she looked around as if she felt disoriented.

“Faith, I’m in my own bed,” she said. “Again!”

“You had a bad dream.”

“Horrid,” she agreed, nodding fervently. “So real!”

“Sometimes, it helps to talk about such dreams,” he said.

Her darting gaze found him again but slid away before he finished speaking.

“It was dreadful,” she muttered, looking down at the coverlet. “I… I don’t want to talk about it at all, let alone try to describe it. Faith, but I cannot even bear to think about it. I’m sorry if I woke everyone up.”

“You didn’t,” he said, searching for some clue to what was troubling her. “I was poring over the accounts I’ve assembled below, so Flory got here before I did. She is looking after the bairn, but she says he is likely hungry.”

“Poor wee chappie,” she said. “I must have frightened him witless.”

“I doubt that his wits are formed enough yet to suffer from being startled by loud noises. Do you feel up to feeding him, or shall I send Flory to fetch Eliza?”

“I’ll feed him. I just had a nightmare. There is naught else amiss with me.”

He did not believe her. She had not met his gaze again, making him wonder what sort of dream could have frightened her so.

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