Chapter 43

Would she have to couple with one of the other brothers? Mairead was certainly far prettier, and from the stories her husband had, told Eliana was too. Would the brother intended for her to do the same as what Alasdair.... no, as Griogair had done, or would the brother actually enter her? Panic settled over her for a moment and she was frozen in place. She stared at the horse, her heart pounding, her breath high and fast as though she had been running from wolves.

The horse bobbed his head, cuffing in frustration and tossing the rains, wanting to be on his way whether or not his rider was ready.

Her husband had been the same. Anxious to get away. Alasdair had taken Mairead and her two we lads, but Griogair had left without her. He hadn’t even cared enough to stay and be sure she was well. Perhaps that was what the yelling was about. Her husband wanted to be rid of her, to pass the ugly, fire-haired lass who dresses as a lad and can’t couple to one of his brothers in trade for one of t