Highlander Assassinated: A Scottish Time Travel Romance (Highlander In Time Book 17) by Rebecca Preston

Author:Rebecca Preston [Preston, Rebecca]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2025-02-26T00:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 18

It was nice to have a project to keep her busy as those first few days dragged strangely by. There was a considerable learning curve in just about every other aspect of her life, from putting on clothes to eating breakfast to using the bathroom — so the training she undertook with Amelia and Niall, respectively, felt oddly familiar by comparison. They may have been teaching her to use unfamiliar weapons, but at least it was something she knew how to study.

Amelia, for her part, was a terrifying weapon all on her own. Lissa quickly revised her impression that she’d be going along to the Manor as the whole group’s bodyguard — Amelia could absolutely handle herself. She trained with Amelia in the mornings, glad to have a sparring partner who outclassed her so completely — getting your ass kicked was the best way to improve, as far as she was concerned. She’d always been pretty good in hand-to-hand combat, but she’d never been a professional boxer. And Amelia was as gracious as she was talented — there was no hint of ego as the other woman knocked her on her ass over and over again. That was what made her an excellent choice as a horse riding teacher. Fighting was one thing — Lissa was confident enough in her basic competence as a fighter that her ego could endure being taught by someone who was better than her. Horse-riding was a different story. She was actively embarrassed by how bad she was at that — but Amelia proved herself a patient enough tutor that Lissa was able to get a handle on the basics reasonably quickly. At least she knew she could mount and dismount without looking like a complete buffoon.

And in the afternoons, she trained with Niall. She’d been surprised when he volunteered to teach her how to use a dirk — she’d imagined that he’d spent most of his youth studying diplomacy, not scrapping in the yard. But it seemed that MacClaran boys all learned to fight, even those who moved away from the Keep at a young age. A dirk was a long-bladed dagger, she learned — a traditional Scottish weapon, which went some way to explaining Niall’s fondness for it. Still, he was insistent that their lessons were only to be drawn on in the event of a dire emergency.

“These men have been fighting with swords all their lives,” he warned her, those blue eyes full of worry. “This is a last resort, you understand?”

It was a very easy promise to make, especially once they’d covered the basics and she began to get an understanding of just how good these men were with these blades. Even the blunt wooden weapons they sparred with hurt like hell when they struck her — Niall had revealed an unexpected ferocity when it came to sparring, refusing to pull any punches on account of her gender. Very few things could have endeared him to her any more — she committed with all the more ferocity to her training.

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