You've Got Plaid by Eliza Knight

Author:Eliza Knight
Language: eng
Format: epub
Publisher: Sourcebooks
Published: 2021-03-15T00:00:00+00:00

Eleven

The rain pounded the earth in thick droves, making it hard to see beyond five feet. There’d not been a moment’s break from it. Outside, the ground was so soggy that when Fiona stepped into the grass, her entire boot was swallowed by mud. These were no conditions in which to travel, and if the prince was smart, he and his entourage were likely hunkered down too.

The men bided their time taking care of the horses and playing games of cards between mugs of ale and napping. Fiona joined them, even taking in and dishing out the ribbing that had come with being a part of their brotherhood. They spent an exceptional amount of time on her accent, pitting her and Fin against each other if only to see them argue in loud Irish brogues.

Perhaps this was Mother Nature’s way of making certain they all got the rest they needed, as well as the companionship. The horses certainly appreciated the break, Fiona was sure.

She stepped back inside, stomping her feet and shaking the rain from her cloak. She’d need to set it before the fire again to dry.

The tavern was still filled with men who’d been there when they arrived, along with a few new guests who’d sought shelter from the storm. Fiona tried to join the men in a game of cards, but they were so bloody competitive, she gave up.

Alone in her chamber, she read letters from friends she kept hidden in the lining of her skirts.

Hours later, a knock sounded at the door and, bleary-eyed from having fallen asleep, she blinked, trying to process the sound. A few letters lay open on her chest. Setting them aside, she threw her legs over the edge of the bed and opened the door to find Brogan standing in the corridor with Milla, who was wagging her tail in excitement.

Brogan grinned. “Are ye hungry, lass?”

Her stomach rumbled since she’d not yet eaten a thing, and Brogan looked down toward her belly with a humorous grin.

“Aye.” Fiona rubbed at her belly in hopes it would silence.

“They are serving soup downstairs.” He eyed her face, which she was sure gave away her sleepiness. “Were ye asleep?”

She shook her head. “A little. Also reading.”

Brogan raised a brow. “Anything good?”

She shrugged. “Just some things that reminded me of home.”

Brogan offered his arm. “As your husband, I’d be happy to escort ye to the dining room.”

She smiled and slid her hand over his taut arm. “Thank ye, husband.” Just saying the word made her feel as though they shared a secret.

“Was your sleep peaceful?” he inquired.

“Aye.”

“Good.” He patted her hand. “Last night I was worried ye were being chased by demons.”

Fiona looked up in surprise. “I was. How did ye know?”

“Ye were talking in your sleep, lass. I almost woke ye.”

“Next time, please do.” She shuddered at the terrifying images.

“Want to talk about it?”

Fiona started to shake her head but then stopped, because the truth was she did want to talk about it. Very much so.

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