Gair slipped into his chambers through the hidden passage. He hoped that Izzy was asleep by now. It had taken a while to get any information from the man, then Gair had gone down to the river for a wash. Now, he wanted to curl up beside his wife and sleep. If he were lucky he’d wake up and this will all have been a dream. Like one of her nightmares. He closed his eyes and shook his head. He had no idea where or how Callum had learned the skills he had, but Gair seriously hoped never to be on the receiving end of that man’s attentions. He slipped into the room and closed the passageway behind him. Izzy was indeed sleeping, though not peacefully. The sheets were on the floor and her clothing looked damp, as though she had been fighting in her sleep. He should have been there for her. Gair gathered the linen and slipped into bed, pulling Izzy on top of him and covering them both with the linen.Hours later Gair found himself waking slowly, a smile spreading as he realized there was a wom
Izzy sighed and snuggled in on her husband’s shoulders as the bells tolled outside. The most annoying thing about sleeping away the heat of the afternoon was that the rest of the clan did not do the same. Nor did travellers. Why did the bells need to toll so loud and for so long? Gair gathered her close and kissed the top of her head. As the last clanging of the bell faded away, Izzy took a deep breath and smiled softly as the familiar scent of her husband and the sound of his steady heart filled her The nothingness of sleep had just taken over again when a scream shattered the peacefulness of the room. Gair was out from under her and wrapping his plaid about his hips before she could even get her hair out of her eyes. The scream did not stop. Izzy sat up, tossing her hair back and focusing on the sound. It was Lia! Izzy jumped from the bed and grabbed her trews. How did the lass scream so high and so long without stopping for breath? The sound of booted feet running along the wood flo
Looking up at the underside of his wife as she scaled the stone wall, Gair shook his head. It really was a good thing most lasses didn’t wear trews. Or climb into castles. Even now, with all the moment's danger, tension, and urgency, his body was reacting to the sight of her legs and bottom. How the devil could she climb that tower? He had not even been able to do it when he was a boy, but his wife was moving swiftly and without even a pause. It was as though she had done it many times already and knew precisely where to place each hand and foot. Gair scowled at that thought. Perhaps she had. In fact, the more he thought about it the more likely he realized it was. She wouldn’t have suggested this room with the hope of helping Ellie escape without knowing for certain she could get the lass out. She had used the word ‘if’ when telling him of the plan, but she would have been certain. Izzy did a lot of risky things for a lass, but she was not reckless. She did very little without kno
Izzy held Ellie tight to her side as they rushed down the stair between a MacInnis guard and her husband. What would they do about the guard? If he noticed when they weren’t behind him, he would be close to finding the hiding place. If he didn’t notice, he wasn’t much good as a guard. To her astonishment, he stepped to the side as they left the tower. Gair gave him a tap on the shoulder and the man went back up the tower, no questions asked. The three of them continued quickly down the hall.“Gair?”“Good men know their Laird well enough to not have to be told every task, and they certainly do nay ask questions after the bells toll.”“That does nay mean he won’t tell when he’s asked.”“There is nothing for him to tell. We switched shifts.”“He saw us.”“That could nay be helped.” Gair pushed open the door to Lia’s solar and looked around. At his nod, Izzy and Ellie rushed in while he barred the door.“This room will nay be the first they look in, but it will nay be the last either. I
The early morning chatter of the birds had started taking over from the nocturnal hum of the night crawlers and a soft golden glow was filtering into the forest as she made her way back towards the MacInnis keep. Izzy glanced back at the tree, trying to shake the feeling of unease that would not leave her. Ellie was safe enough up there. There was nothing so remarkable about the tree that it would draw attention, and even if someone were to look the lass could not be seen. She had food and drink enough for a couple of days, which was more than enough time for her husband to arrive at MacInnis and come to get her. The tree was old and hollow, but still solid enough to keep larger predators from getting to her. Somehow this felt different than any of the other times she had helped a woman to hide. It didn’t feel as secure. Perhaps because this was not her land and she didn’t know how used this part of the woods were. There were several empty crofts, none of them occupied at the moment
Izzy gasped when she found herself tossed onto the back of Gair’s powerful horse. Before she could protest or swing back down to join him, Gair hit the animal’s rear hard and yelled at her to go home and then let off his war cry. The horse took off over the ground faster than she had ever ridden any animal before. It was all she could do to hold her seat as the creature bounded forward. She feared she’d end up underneath it if she let herself fall or even if she jumped from the animal as it wound so quickly along the wooded trail. All she could do was grip tightly with her legs, arms, and hands. She kept her head tucked in tightly too, branches snagging in her hair when the horse brushed too closely to the trees. At first, the thundering hoof beats had nearly drowned out the sound of clashing swords behind her, but the clanging of metal faded quickly to nothing and her heart kept pace with the horse's pounding feet. By the time she could reign the animal to a stop every muscle in he
Her wet clothes clung to her shivering skin as she hurried through the tall grass. The shadows of the trees were growing long and the sky was edged in pink along the horizon. She’d left the water as quickly as she’d dared, but it had likely taken her too long. Certainly, it would be too late for Gair. Her eyes burned despite the chill of her body.If she had stayed in the keep he would be alive now. Why had she not waited in the small room? She trusted her husband in many ways that she had never thought she would ever trust a man, but apparently, she still could not take him at his word. He had said he would keep her secret and return to her when it was safe. She should have waited. Now he was likely dead and maybe Ellie too. She stumbled over something and looked down, nearly shrieking when she saw the face of a dead man staring up at her. She stumbled backward and sat down to collect her wits before she looked at him again. It was the mad who had been pacing the water looking for he
Izzy sighed and let the warmth around her slowly bring her awake. It was rare, she realized, for her bath to be so warm and deep. Normally by the time she and Mary got it filled, it was only just warm enough not to feel cold. English ladies spoke in soft whispers all around her and she could smell lavender. Was she bathing in Fraser? Her eyes shot open to see half a dozen women rushing about the room. Gasping, she grasped at the linen on the side of the tub and pulled it to cover herself.“M’lady!” Izzy turned toward the familiar voice and saw Mary rushing forward. “I’m so glad yer awake! They were nay sure that ye would. I told them ye were too strong and stubborn to let a bit of water and a cool breeze rob ye of yer life!”“Gair? Ellie?”All the women stared at her in silence for a moment and then hurried off. She felt tears burning her eyes. Had they both died because of her choice to move Ellie? “What has happened, Mary? I demand that ye tell me!”“Lady MacDonald has some bruises