Once Upon A Haunted Castle by unknow

Author:unknow
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Medieval
Published: 2016-09-26T18:00:00+00:00

Chapter Six

RANALD MACLEOD PACED in front of the table in his hall.

Around him, the keep stirred to life as it did every morn and he was there to greet it. Every morn. He liked the quiet and solitude of the mornings here in the hall. No one to blather at him. No one to bother him with questions or stupid words. And they knew not to approach him until he called for his food and ale.

He had slept well last night, finding a woman waiting in his bed had eased him into rest for the first time since he had ordered Evanna to watch over his disobedient daughter. This one, what was her name?, did not have to same skills at pleasure as his leman, but she had a plump, soft body, a hot mouth and a tight cunny, both of which he used well.

And truly, what more did a man need in his bed but someone warm and tight? Mayhap he could get Evanna to teach this one that trick she did with her tongue that pleased him so much. Mayhap he would have both of them in his bed now that his defiant daughter had been taught the first of the hard lessons he had planned.

Isabel would next find her betrothed was a man who believed, as he did, that women needed to ken the cost of disobeying or disrespecting their master. With the betrothal done, Ranald would give her over to Grigor MacKinnon’s control. Then, he smiled thinking on it, her lessons in obedience would continue under a man of his own ilk and with an iron hand.

Now though, a buzzing of servants and guards interrupted his carnal thoughts and plans and he could ignore them no longer.

“What in the bloody hell is going on? Why are you disturbing me when you ken I have no wish to be disturbed in the morn?” he yelled.

Though it slowed their babbling, they did not go away. Ranald held out his hand for his cup of ale and walked to sit at the table. That was when he spied Evanna in the midst of the servants and guards waiting on his word.

“Evanna, what are you doing here?”

He motioned to her to approach and when she did not do his bidding quickly enough, he nodded to the guard. The guard spared no time or effort trying to be easy with her—he simply grabbed her by her arm and dragged her to Ranald.

“What is this about? Why are you not with my daughter?”

“My lord,” she began, her voice trembling with true fear. It both intrigued and excited him. She knew how to beg and when to beg and how to plead her case. He missed her attentions in his bed. “Your daughter. . . .”

“My daughter is. . . what?” From the fear on all their faces, Ranald knew he was not going to like the answer. He stood up, throwing his half-filled cup at her. She barely batted it in time but was covered with ale anyway.

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