The Highlander's Folly (The Novels of Loch Moigh Book 3) by Barbara Longley

Author:Barbara Longley [Longley, Barbara]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Montlake Romance
Published: 2015-02-03T06:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER EIGHT

Her heart aching, Meghan strode back into the great hall. Damn this stupid attraction to Hunter. Her ultimate goal was to get home. But man, his answer to her what now question about Sky really stung.

Hunter must be blind not to notice she cared about him. After all, she’d been the one to kiss him, not the other way around. Or maybe he was just incredibly insensitive, and telling her he intended to find a way to woo Sky was his way of letting her know she was barking up the wrong Scottish pine.

“My lady.” David, the oldest of True’s twins, came to her side. “May I escort you to the dais?” He held out his arm for her. “’Tis near time to take our seats.”

“Yes, thank you.” She hooked her arm through his, grateful for the distraction. “Did Robley put you up to this?”

“Nay, my da.” Color rose to his cheeks. “He says I must practice my courtly manners as oft as possible.” He steered her around a man who backed up without looking first. “Owain and I shall be called upon to make an appearance at court soon. We are to be knighted by autumn next.”

“Are you looking forward to going to court?”

“No’ in the least,” he huffed. “’Tis a nest of vipers, I’m told. I’m heir to an earldom though, and I canna shirk my responsibilities.” He threw back his shoulders a bit at that statement. “I’m to share a trencher with you this eve, my lady. Owain will take the chair to your right.” He shot her a sheepish look. “That request did come from Robley. He’s quite protective of you.”

She laughed. “That’s putting it mildly.”

“He means well.” He helped her up to the raised platform where the earl’s table stood. “We are to sit here,” he said, pulling out the chair at the corner for her. His attention went to the stairs. “Ah, here comes my grandsire now.” Affection and amusement filled his tone. “Grandda likes to make an entrance, you ken.”

William and his wife descended the stairs in a regal manner, trailed by Lady Rosemary and Sky. A pang of jealousy squeezed Meghan’s heart at the sight of Malcolm’s oldest daughter. She did her best to ignore it, focusing instead on the milling crowd as they began to move as one. Everyone scrambled to find a place at the plank-and-barrel tables filling the hall. Tieren caught her eye and winked. She smiled in return. Even though she’d only known him for a short while, she’d already come to rely on his support and friendship.

Tieren took a spot in front of the dais where the other knights sat, and the earl’s family began taking their places at the high table. Owain, all gangly limbs and affable nature, made his way to her end.

David’s stomach growled. “Och, I’m so hungry,” he grumbled. “My pardon, Lady Meghan.”

“No need to apologize. I’m hungry too.”

“My lady.” Owain bowed to her before taking his place. “’Tis an honor to be your table companion this eve.

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