The Fraser Bride by Lois Greiman

Author:Lois Greiman [Greiman, Lois]
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Tags: Romance
ISBN: 9780380815401
Google: SSxRPgAACAAJ
Goodreads: 1741032
Publisher: Avon
Published: 2000-12-31T16:00:00+00:00

Chapter Sixteen

Every word she’d ever uttered was a lie.

Ramsay sat very still, letting his mind burn while keeping his face absolutely impassive.

She was not named Mary. She was not the lady of Levenlair, and she was not free to marry where she would. She was betrothed! Ramsay stared across the wooden trestle table at the laird of the Munros. Big as a bull, he swallowed a hunk of cold pork, quaffed beer, then wiped his mouth with the back side of an enormous hairy-knuckled hand. Loathing rose in Ramsay’s gut, but he stamped it down. She deserved the hulking clod. And he her.

Munro raised a horn to his thick lips once again. They sat in Evermyst’s great hall, surrounded by a dozen Munro warriors. Beyond them, servants hovered nervously. Only one maid, heavy with child, dared to come close, her mouth open as she watched in slumped awe.

Ramsay lowered his gaze to his drink again. Thus far not a word had been spoken, and he would just as soon it continued that way. He was a peaceable man by nature, with little use for the kind of emotions that made fools of men.

“So, laddie …”

But if that hulking piece of horse shit called him laddie one more time, he’d shove the word down his cavern-sized throat.

“You’ve spent some time with me betrothed, huh?” Beer foam was already stuck to Munro’s beard, but he took another swig and licked his lips. The foam remained with annoying tenacity.

Ramsay said nothing.

“Saved her, did you? Carried her to your keep?”

Christ, his damned jaw was as wide a mule’s ass.

“Or was it one of your brothers who carried her?”

Funny thing, he just didn’t feel like conversing with the jawbone of an ass just now.

“The MacGowan rogues.” The huge man nodded as if unconcerned with his companion’s laconic nature. “I have heard tales of your way with women, and I wonder if they be true.”

Ramsay took a drink from his horn and silently considered its golden contents.

“Damn it!” The table reverberated beneath the Munro’s gargantuan fist.

Ramsay glanced up, careful to look just short of bored.

“I asked you a question, laddie!” The words were growled into a room that had gone absolutely silent.

Behind the Munro, the pregnant woman cackled an eerie laugh.

“Aye. You did that.” Ramsay held his gaze. The man was as big as a tower wall and looked twice as solid, but damned if it wouldn’t feel fine to get off one clean punch. Of course, he would probably die then, which would be something of a drawback.

Munro glared, shifted, glared again, then drew slowly back. “Ahh, but now you got me wondering, lad. Are you so brave that you do not care that you’ve pissed me off?” Reaching casually toward a pewter candleholder, he drew it into his hands, then, tilting it slightly, bent it with slow but steady pressure in two. “Or could it be that you’re so daft, you do not know the consequences?”

Ramsay shifted his gaze from the candlestick to Munro’s face, then shook his head slightly as if attempting to clear it.

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