Tying the Scot by Jennifer Trethewey

Author:Jennifer Trethewey [Trethewey, Jennifer]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: highlander romance, English lady, Lairds, Clan Sinclair, Scot, Scottish Highlands, Scotland, Romance, Highland, Highlander, highland warrior, Historical, arranged marriage, Historical Romance, Illegitimate children, warrior, Balforss, Regency, Entangled; Amara
Goodreads: 36447714
Publisher: Entangled Publishing, LLC (Amara)
Published: 2017-11-27T00:00:00+00:00

Well after dark, Alex and John strolled their horses into the yard at Balforss. They had seen Mr. Clyne to Invernaver, thanked him, and continued eastward. But Alex and his father hadn’t spoken to each other the whole way home.

All of Balforss was asleep. Not a candle lit. Alex pulled Goliath to a stop and dismounted. His father groaned as he swung a long leg over his mare. After two days in the saddle, both men were road weary and longing for their beds.

“I’ll see to the horses.”

“Where’s that wee groom?” John asked.

“Fast asleep, nae doubt.” Alex headed off toward the stable without bidding his father good night. Their disagreement over Sellar had not been resolved. According to his mother, he and his father were as stubborn as rocks. They often butt heads about stupid things, and Alex was always the first to back down because his father was always right. But on this, John Sinclair was wrong. If they waited for the law to deliver justice, others might suffer at the hands of Patrick Sellar. Someone had to act now. Someone had to protect those unable to protect themselves. If his father refused to do it, then Alex would take care of the sodding bastard himself.

The horses followed Alex into their stalls without protest and patiently waited to be released from their trappings. He fumbled next to the door where the lantern and flint were normally stored.

“Damn.”

“You looking for the lantern, sir?”

“Is that you, Peter?”

“Aye.”

“Where’s the damn lantern?”

“The rain was getting to it, so I moved it to the other side.”

“Thanks. Go back to bed.”

“I’ll help you.”

Alex held a dry bit of hay and struck the flint several times. A moment later, the lantern cast a golden glow around the stable and its occupants. Peter stood in his nightshirt and boots, rubbing his eyes.

“See to the laird’s horse. I’ll see to Goliath.”

“Mrs. Swenson said you and the men went on an adventure.”

“Did she, now?” Alex peered over the stall wall at Peter. The boy had to stand on a stool to remove the mare’s bit.

“Aye. She said you were venturing into Sutherland on a dangerous mission.”

“There was some danger, to be sure.” He dug a wooden scoop into a barrel of oats and dumped the contents into the feeding trough.

“Did you see any pirates?”

Alex chuckled. Whether it was the stable surroundings, the boy’s company, or sheer exhaustion, he felt the tension of the last two days slip away. “Oh, aye. But not the regular sort of sea pirates. We saw land pirates.”

Peter sidestepped out of the stall, grunting with the weight of a saddle larger than himself. He hoisted the saddle onto a rail and, huffing with exertion, asked, “What did they look like?”

“Ugly as sin.” Alex launched into a stream of dramatic embellishments for the boy’s entertainment. “Their faces were covered in weeping boils. Their mouths hung open, slathering and drooling, and one of them’s teeth were filed to sharp points. Another had hair that looked like nothing but long, black snakes.

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