Highland Moonlight by Teresa Reasor

Author:Teresa Reasor
Language: eng
Format: MOBI, mobi, epub
ISBN: 0985006994
Publisher: Teresa J. Reasor
Published: 2013-04-28T00:00:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

Mary rushed down the wide passageway to the landing above the great hall. For the third time in as many days, she was late for the morning meal. It had once again taken longer than she had expected to bathe the men’s wounds and see them fed. She hesitated at the top of the stairs to draw a deep calming breath in preparation of joining the company of men filling the tables below. Brushing back the wisps of hair that had escaped her braid, she descended the stairs.

“So brother, the bairn has served as a bridge between you as I suggested,” Duncan said as she approached the table. She paused, her attention arrested. The realization that Alexander had sought his brother’s advice on a private matter between them hit her like a slap.

“Aye,” Alexander agreed. “A womanly breast did prove most comfortable to rest my head on whilst my hurts healed as well.”

“Having your coileapach near to spark a bit of competition will do no harm either,” Duncan said. “Women, though they would not admit it, are as territorial as the rest of us. I will wager you will reap rewards from that, if you have not already.”

“And what sort of rewards would you be speaking of, Duncan?” Mary asked, unable to hold her silence any longer.

The men stiffened then turned to look over their shoulders at her. Their identical expressions of guilt did nothing to sooth the hollow ache in the pit of her stomach.

Her gaze focused on Alexander and she searched for some form of reassurance in his expression that would ease the outrage and hurt bubbling inside her. He had tricked her to get his way. Shaking her head, she backed away toward the stairs from which she had just come.

Alexander rose, alarm in his expression. “Mary__”

Mary spied the aumry against the wall close to the stairs, its shelves stacked with wooden platters, bowls, and brass tankards and pitchers.

She armed herself with a wooden platter as rage rose up overtaking her pain. “Knave!” She spun the wooden disk.

Alexander ducked beneath the edge of the table at which he and Duncan sat. It struck the wooden planks of the top, bounced upward, and struck the stone wall behind them with a dull thud.

Clansmen at neighboring tables looked up at the disturbance then dove for cover as a large wooden bowl spun wildly across the room out of control.

“Judas!” Mary yelled, her pain and outrage affecting her tone. She threw another platter in Alexander’s direction, but it sailed off harmlessly to turn on its face then slide across the floor.

“Deceitful, swine!” A platter that took her both hands to heave, crashed into the midst of a wooden bowl of eel porridge. It splattered across the table sending a large glob across the side of Duncan’s face from his ear to his nose. His laughter nipped at her raw feelings and spurred her on.

She saw Alexander punch Duncan in the stomach, driving the breath from him, cutting off his sounds of mirth.

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