The Highlander's Little Lass (Little History Series Book 2) by Ava Sinclair

Author:Ava Sinclair [Sinclair, Ava]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Stormy Night Publications
Published: 2015-05-21T04:00:00+00:00

Chapter Seven: The Laird’s Correction

It was the first time since her arrival at Castle McKinnon that she’d been allowed to dress in anything other than a simple gown. Both Glynis and Ina had been taken by surprise when Bran had sent word that his wife would be expected to accompany him at his table when he received guests that evening. He’d even sent a gown, and as Ina fitted her charge into it, she remarked several times that the laird must well know his bride’s proportions to have commissioned such a well-fitting garment.

“Is that really me?” Glynis could not help but be surprised at the vision staring back at her from the looking glass. The emerald green garment hugged her curves, the bodice boosting her modest breasts to creamy mounds that swelled just above the neckline. Her hair was piled onto her head to the extent that it was possible, but the wild red locks defied Ina’s best efforts to completely tame it into a proper coif. Wavy strands of it still hung down to frame her delicate, heart-shaped face.

“It is you. And a lovely lass you are.” Ina stood back, looking proudly at the young woman she’d raised.

A rap on the door caught their attention. Glynis was surprised to see her husband. She curtseyed almost shyly at the handsome man who stood before her in his best tartan.

“Give us a moment,” he said to Ina, his eyes never straying from his bride.

Ina cast a quick glance at her charge before leaving the room.

“Is something wrong?” Glynis asked.

“No.” Bran McKinnon smiled. “I just wanted to explain why I’ve waited to have ye sit publicly by my side.”

She cast her eyes downward. “I thought it was because you were keeping me more as a child wife than a traditional one.”

“Even dressed as an adult, you are my wee Glynis,” Bran said. “But that’s kept between us, lass. I still need a wife by my side for such occasions.”

“Are ye ashamed of me, then? Is that why you’ve waited?”

“Ashamed?” Bran stepped forward and took her tiny face in his large hand. “Never. But you were McLeod born, and while the king expected peace from the time our banns were read, I know that old resentments die a slow death. I wanted my men to cool their anger before I put ye publicly by my side. A sharp remark on the heels of the truce can be excused. But they’ve had time to get used to what is expected of them, so there can be no excuse for anything other than respect to be shown to ye. Do ye ken?”

She nodded slowly. “I think I do. You wanted the men to get used to the idea of a McLeod becoming one of them before you introduced me.”

He nodded. “Clever lass,” he said, and turned, offering her the crook of his elbow. Glynis reached up to slip her arm into his.

It was Glynis’ first time in the great hall of Castle McKinnon. When she entered, she felt a prick of nostalgia for her old home.

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