The Scot is Hers by Eliza Knight

Author:Eliza Knight
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Eliza Knight

Settled in a nightgown and wrapper before the hearth, Giselle stared into the flames. Not having packed to come to the castle, she had nothing to do but twiddle her thumbs and think about all the ways in which her parents and her former betrothed might try to ruin her life. She’d searched the drawers and shelves of the wardrobe for something, anything. Tripped and caught herself too when her ankle refused to behave.

This room was barren. No books to read, no gossip rags to see what the latest society news was. She’d have even taken old news. At this point in her boredom, she’d even leap at a basket of needlepoint accessories, but alas, she had none of that either. It was as if Lady Errol had put her in the most lackluster room in the castle.

The sun had settled, so at least it was getting close to the time she could go to sleep, except she wasn’t tired, and her stomach had been grumbling for an hour. If not for her injured ankle, she’d have long ago gone exploring through the house.

Every so often, she heard the laughter from below, and while she did not want to be around most of the people down there, she would have loved more time with Jaime. She’d not seen her best friend in so long, and she also wanted to tell someone about what had transpired in her bedroom an hour ago.

Not the kissing part—she would keep that for herself—but the offer of marriage. The offer of solving her problems with Sir Joshua.

She was fairly certain that Alec had been serious. But he’d made no moves for a plan. Were they to wed tomorrow? Would he follow the English style and shout out the banns for three weeks? She dearly hoped not, for they would receive a knock on the door the very second it was read by Joshua Keith—or her parents—demanding retribution and termination of the proceedings.

Sir Joshua Keith. The vile lunatic. Giselle was quite concerned with what would happen when he found out she was here. The man was mad and mean. Angry, too. It was no wonder that he and Alec had been mortal enemies since childhood. She thought she would be too.

“I’ll run. Again,” she whispered to the empty room.

Perhaps this time she wouldn’t have to run, at least very far, because this time she would have Alec there. Alec, telling her parents that she was going to wed him instead. He didn’t strike her as the type of man to go back on an arrangement. And despite him saying it was to get his mother and the want-to-be brides downstairs off his back, there’d been no mistaking the pleasure of that kiss. The tenderness of it. A man couldn’t fake that, could he? Not the longing look in his eyes. Or the concern he’d shown for her. That was different. She was certain.

She touched her smooth cheek, running in the pattern of his scar, the fault of Sir Joshua Keith on the battlefield.

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