The Highlander's Enigmatic Bride by Lydia Kendall

Author:Lydia Kendall
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: 0
Published: 2018-07-27T16:00:00+00:00

CHAPTER 30

“RIDE WITH ME, LASS,” Edan said with a smile, handing Isabel a pair of boots. He was eager to be outdoors, and Isabel longed to be with him, despite her self-denial.

“I would love to. Where shall we go?” she asked. She gave a hopeful smile that she immediately regretted, for it betrayed everything in her heart that she had wished to put aside.

You fool…she thought to herself with guilt.

“Well, I havnae shown ye me favorite waterfall. It isnae too far, actually. Just right in the forest. I ken ye’ll love it. It’s right beautiful, and so are ye, me lass,” Edan said. His ability to romance her had Isabel constantly on the edge of joy and grief.

Why? Why is he everything I could ever have wanted in a man? Why is he so good and so kind and so romantic? Why is he all of these things when I wish to see him merely as James’s killer? It would be far easier to know only that side of him, she thought. The internal battle was becoming fiercer than ever.

“A waterfall sounds absolutely perfect, my Laird,” Isabel said. They left her room and began to walk down the floors of the castle, passing the castle servants and chatting casually.

“Ye ken, ye dinnae have to call me that. I mean, I willnae lie, it’s quite lovely to hear those words from yer mouth, but ye should ken that I am fine with being closer to ye than that. Me sister and Robert dinnae call me their Laird. Ye dinnae have to either,” he said.

“Well, then, what should I call you?” Isabel asked.

“What do ye wish to call me?” he asked back.

Isabel looked up and down this man that she had grown so fond of over the past two months. Finally, the name came to her.

“My Titan,” she said playfully.

Edan stared dumbly for a moment.

“Ha!” he finally shouted. “Really? That was the best ye could come up with? Only the most popular nickname for all of us with red hair in this country?”

Isabel was embarrassed. “Well, it makes the most sense.”

“Ah, lass, ye are awfully adorable, ye ken that? Perhaps we’ll find another name another time. For now, stick to ‘my Laird’,” he said in a proper English voice.

Isabel smirked at his impression and felt her stomach do a flip. She found that she enjoyed his teasing, even if it was at her expense. She supposed this was truly the difference between mockery and flirtation and Edan had struck a balance expertly.

“Well, my Laird, it appears that we have made it to the stables. Which beast have I the glory of riding today?” Isabel asked.

“That one right there,” he said, pointing to the same speckled mare she had ridden before.

“Perfect,” she replied.

“Ye ken, we discussed what ye ought to call me, but we havnae returned to oor chat about what I’m to call ye, lass. Ye were supposed to tell me yer name by weeks’ end a while back, but with all that happened, it didnae come about again,” Edan reminded her as he mounted his steed.

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