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.“All this time you were thought dead, Neamh Álainn lost forever.Now you are both mine.”“Never,” she gritted out.He looked startled for a moment and then he stepped back, scowling at Finn.“Cover her.”Finn yanked down her clothing and released her arm.Crispen was back at her side immediately.“Who is this?” Duncan thundered when he laid eyes on Crispen.“Is this her brat? Does she claim him? It cannot be!”“Nay, Laird,” Finn was quick to say.“The child is not hers.We caught him trying to steal one of our horses.She champions him.Nothing else.”“Get rid of him.”Mairin wrapped both arms around Crispen and stared at Duncan with all the force of her hatred.“You touch him and you’ll regret the day you were born.”Duncan blinked in surprise and then rage suffused his face, flushing it to near purple.“You dare, you dare to threaten me?”“Go ahead, kill me,” she said calmly.“That would serve your purpose well.”He lashed out and backhanded her across the cheek.She fell to the ground, her hand snapping up to cup her jaw.“Leave her alone!” Crispen cried.She lunged for him, pulling him down until he was cradled in her arms.“Shhh,” she cautioned.“Do nothing to anger him further.”“I see you have regained your senses,” Duncan said.“See to it they don’t leave you again.”She said nothing, just lay there on the ground, holding Crispen as she stared at Duncan’s unmarred boots.He must never work, she thought.Even his hand was soft against her cheek.How could a man who rose to power on the broken backs of others have such strength?“Take her inside and give her to the women to bathe,” Duncan said in disgust.“Stay near me,” she whispered to Crispen.She didn’t trust Finn not to hurt him.Finn hauled her to her feet and half dragged, half carried her inside the keep.Though the outside gleamed, the inside was dirty and musty and smelled of days-old ale.Dogs barked excitedly, and she curled her nose as the odor of feces assaulted her nostrils.“Upstairs with you,” Finn snarled, as he shoved her toward the stairs.“And don’t be trying anything.I’ll have guards posted outside your door.Make it quick.You don’t want to keep the laird waiting.”The two women given the task of seeing to Mairin’s bath viewed her with a mixture of sympathy and curiosity as they briskly washed her hair.“Do you be wanting the lad to bathe as well?” one asked.“Nay!” Crispen exclaimed from his perch on the bed.“Nay,” Mairin echoed softly.“Leave him be.”After they rinsed the soap from Mairin’s hair, they helped her from the tub and soon had her dressed in a beautiful blue gown with elaborate embroidery around the neck and sleeves and again at the hem.She didn’t miss the significance of being dressed in Duncan’s colors.How easily heconsidered her his conquest.When the two women offered to arrange her hair, Mairin shook her head.As soon as it was dry she’d braid it.With a shrug, the women departed the room, leaving her to await her summons from Duncan.She sat down on the bed next to Crispen, and he snuggled into the crook of her arm.“I’m getting you dirty,” he whispered.“I don’t care.”“What are we going to do, Mairin?”His voice shook with fear, and she kissed the top of his head.“We’ll think of something, Crispen.We’ll think of something.”The door flew open, and Mairin instinctively shoved Crispen behind her.Finn stood there in the doorway, his gaze triumphant.“The laird wants you.”She turned to Crispen and cupped his chin until he looked directly into her eyes.“Stay here,” she whispered.“Don’t come out of this room.Promise me.”He nodded, his eyes wide with fright.She rose and went to where Finn stood.When he reached for her arm, she yanked it away.“I’m capable of walking unaided.”“Uppity bitch,” he bit out.She preceded him down the stairs, her dread growing with each passing second.When she saw the priest standing next to the fire in the great hall, she knew that Duncan was taking no chances.He’d marry her, bed her, and seal her fate and that of Neamh Álainn [ Pobierz całość w formacie PDF ]