Tis the Laird’s Lug,” she whispered in return. “The . . . what?” “The Laird’s Lug—or the Lord’s Ear, in English. Most Scottish castles have them. ’Tis a wee hidey-hole that allowed the laird tae overhear what was being said in the great hall.” “A spy chamber of sorts.” “Aye. Precisely.”
