The Wrong Highlander by Lynsay Sands

The Wrong Highlander by Lynsay Sands

Author:Lynsay Sands
Language: eng
Format: epub, mobi
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 2019-01-28T16:00:00+00:00


Chapter 11

“Rory obviously did no’ trouble himself to see to bandaging yer wound ere hying off with the other men, did he?” Saidh asked with annoyance.

Evina merely shook her head as Greer set her down on the bed in the chamber Aulay and Jetta were using.

“Oh, dear, ye’re bleeding,” Jetta said, moving to her side at once.

Evina glanced down. The plaid had slipped at some point, revealing the top of her breast and the wound there. Blood was sliding from it and disappearing under the plaid.

“Damn,” she muttered in an irritated whisper. The wound hadn’t bled since the second day, but it seemed its getting wet, or perhaps her struggles against the man who had tried to drown her, had opened it up again.

She wasn’t the only one cursing. As Tildy hurried to her side, she had some fine choice words to say about the men running off without tending her wound first.

“I’ll have to get me medicinals, the salve Lord Rory gave me and some linens from yer room and bind ye up again,” Tildy said with annoyance as she examined the wound.

“Here we go again,” Alick muttered.

“Here we go what?” Tildy asked with confusion.

“They’ll no’ let ye go back to me room any more than they did me, Tildy,” Evina reminded her.

Evina scowled at the young man, still annoyed that they hadn’t let her go back to her room to fetch clothes. They had nearly been to this room when she’d recalled the gown she’d dropped when Conran had picked her up so abruptly and startled her. She’d immediately asked Greer to set her down so that she could return to her room to collect the gown and a tunic, but everyone had protested the suggestion. Not wanting to have to sit about in mixed company with only the plaid wrapped around her for covering, Evina had argued strenuously. But when Saidh had offered to loan her a tunic and gown, she’d finally relented. She’d rather have her own clothes, but Greer and Alick simply weren’t going to allow her to return alone to her room. Borrowed clothes would have to do.

“I have some wrappings and medicinals,” Jetta announced now, hurrying to a chest against the wall. “I always bring them with me when we travel. Just in case,” she added, not needing to say more. Accidents happened, and it was always good to have such things on long journeys.

“Perhaps we should step out in the hall while the women tend Evina’s wound, Alick,” Greer suggested.

“Do ye think we should?” Alick asked. “Conran wanted us to watch her. What if there is a passage entrance in here and her attacker uses it to get to the women?”

“I’m sure that with the women here . . .” Greer began, and then paused and frowned as his gaze moved to his wife and settled on her still-flat stomach.

Saidh’s eyes narrowed angrily on her husband, and she opened her mouth, but before she could spit out whatever she would have said, Jetta blurted, “’Tis fine.



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