The Border Lord and the Lady by Bertrice Small

Author:Bertrice Small [Small, Bertrice]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Published: 2012-10-12T10:35:55+00:00

Chapter 10

Cicely was happy. So very happy. A year ago if anyone had told her she would be the wife of a border lord—and content—she would have laughed and called them mad. She could hardly wait

for the spring thaw or for Sir William Douglas to return to Glengorm to tell them that the king had accepted her decision to take Ian Douglas as her husband instead of Andrew Gordon.

Certainly Sir William’s suggestion to solve the problem of offending the Gordons of Huntley

would be accepted. It was, after all, most practical.

She and Ian had discussed what they would do with her dower. He meant to add a flock of

black-faced sheep to his livestock, and keep the rest of the monies to dower any daughters they had. Cicely had decided she would put some of her dower aside as well, but she also planned on using some of it to enlarge their house. There would be a new space on the main floor for a

library, and above it would be a large new apartment for them to share. Right now Ian would

either share the bed in her small chamber, or she would share his bed in his chamber, but the rooms did not connect as in other houses, keeps, or castles. Their new rooms would face south, east, and west to guarantee warmth.

“And we’ll need a new, bigger bed,” Cicely told her husband.

Ian grinned. “I’ll still be able to catch you, ladyfaire,” he teased her.

And she laughed. “I don’t think I’ll really flee you, husband,” she admitted.

Their passion for each other had grown greater with each passing day. And their love had grown as well. She began to forget what it had been like not to be loved. She must write to her father and share her happiness with him. She knew he would be pleased and only wished he might

know Ian. But when she had bidden Robert Bowen farewell Cicely had known that it was

unlikely she would ever see him again. Leighton was too far away, and Ian could not leave his lands. So she wrote her letter, and waited for a peddler who was going south to take it with him.

And then one afternoon Sir William Douglas rode into Glengorm. He looked tired as he

dismounted and made his way into the hall.

Ian came forth to clasp the hand of his kinsman in greeting. “It’s too late to move on to

Drumlanrig,” he said. “You’ll spend the night. What news do you bring?”

Sir William shook his head and asked, “Have you wed her yet?”

The laird nodded. “Aye, in mid-February. Did James Stewart forbid it?”

Cicely hurried into the hall holding her pale blue gown up so she would not trip over it in her haste. “Sir William! Welcome back! I was told you had come. Tam! Wine for Sir William. He

looks fair worn. Come, my lord, and sit by our fire. It may be April, but the day is still sharp.”

She led him to a tapestried chair and gave him a goblet of wine from Tam’s tray.

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