![]() ![]() ![]() John hauled his kicking bride up the stone staircase and her voice echoed through the cavernous walls. “John will be safer on The Golden Sun than any other place.” “Mara!” John swooped behind her and lifted her into a bear hug.Ĭalum rubbed his jaw. “’Tis all yer fault, turning to piracy and leading the murdering English to our home.” Mara shifted her gaze to him, and red-hot pokers shot from her baleful stare. If he stays here like a milk-livered coward, he’ll be no use to the lot of us.” John’s face turned to panic as he looked toward the rafters as if in search of the right words.Ĭalum stepped in to lend a hand to his tongue-tied cousin. “How can I do anything with ye out in the night with English ships sailing about?” Ye need to tend to the keep, and nay think of me.” He grasped her by the shoulders and gave her a firm shake. Her wails rang through the hall as if her husband had already been skewered by an enemy blade. Being the laird and protector of Raasay, Calum had an understanding of the heightened emotional state of women when they were with child, but the way Mara carried on exceeded the limits of his imagination. ![]()
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