Highland Spitfire (HIGHLAND WEDDINGS #1) by Mary Wine EPUB & PDF – eBook Details Online
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“Ye’re as headstrong as yer mother was.”
Ailis stretched up to kiss her father on the cheek before flashing his
captain a smile of victory. Her father rolled his eyes then offered her a hand
to help her up onto the back of her mare. The horse tossed its mane as Ailis
took the reins in a steady grip.
Laird Liam Robertson’s beard was gray and thin, but he still held himself
proudly as two hundred of his men assembled to ride out with him. Behind
them, Robertson Castle basked in the golden light of morning. The hills
were green, and the sound of rushing water filled the air—the rivers were
full with melting snow. It was too soon for heather or flowers, but Ailis
could smell the changing season in the air. She lifted her face and let the
sun warm her nose for the first time in weeks. She was tired of having to
huddle close to the hearth to chase the cold from her flesh or pull her wrap
up to avoid the frigid wind.
“I was invited,” Ailis reminded her father.
“So ye were, but I do no’ like the man—even if he is the king’s regent—
telling me how to direct me own daughter. His business should be with me.
No’ a woman.”
Her father puffed out his chest in a display of authority, but she could see
the acquiescence in his eyes. He may not have agreed with the new regent,
but he did like to grant her requests when there was no solid reason to deny
her.
It made it so easy to love him. She smiled, and he groaned, his
Highlander pride requiring some form of bluster to make sure everyone
knew he’d at least argued against complying completely with the summons.
“Maybe the man will take the tale of how fetching ye are back to court.
It’s time ye wed,” the laird continued.
“Of course it is, Father,” Ailis agreed demurely.
Her father pointed at the twinkle in her eyes. “Just like yer mother,” he
accused, then climbed onto the back of his horse. “I had to court her for two
seasons before she agreed to me suit.” He held up two time-weathered
fingers. “Two! As if I had naught better to do with me time.”
The Robertson retainers making ready to ride laughed with their laird.
The men were looking forward to the journey. They wanted to stretch
their legs too. Highlanders might enjoy telling stories by the fireside, but
their true love was creating those tales. They jested with one another as
their kilts swayed with their motions. The horses shook their heads,
adjusting to their bridles and stamping impatiently on the cobblestones in
the inner yard. Ailis’s mother had insisted on the cobblestones, to keep the
mud out of the castle. Ailis had heard the Grants were going to lay stone
during the summer because it worked so well.
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