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“Love was a gift that should be given freely, and without the expectation of gaining anything in return. It was nothing to be ashamed of, nothing to be afraid of. It just was.”
― Highland Treasure
― Highland Treasure
“Why do they not like Scots here?” Elysande asked with curiosity when Rory urged his mount to start moving.
“Because Scots are no’ English,” Rory said with disgust, and then shook his head and admitted, “And because of the reivers.”
“Reivers?” Elysande asked with interest.
“Groups o’ Scots who raid them and steal their animals and such. It’s happened along the border for years. ’Tis just desperate and hungry men looking to survive, but it makes it hard for the people trying to make an honest living, and makes them hate harder. O’ course, the English forget that there are Anglos raiding the Scots on the other side as well and just blame it on we heathen Scots with our stealing ways.”
Elysande considered that silently. Her mother hadn’t mentioned that when she’d spoken of her kin, but then the Sinclairs were Highlanders who lived far to the north—too far away to be involved in reiving from the English.
“But while that makes the English refuse to rent a room to a Scot, ye’re English,” Rory pointed out now. “We could probably find an inn that would take ye and yer men, and then we could hopefully find someplace nearby to—”
“Nay,” Elysande interrupted him. “We will stay with you.”
“Are ye sure?” he asked, and she could hear the frown in his voice. “Ye’d no doubt find more comfortable lodging in an inn, and with yer back paining ye—”
“Ye ferget I’m half-Scottish meself, laddie,” she said with a very bad attempt to mimic his accent. “I’ll no’ stay where me kind are no’ welcome.”
“Lass?” Rory said, a smile now in his voice.
“Aye?”
“Stick to yer English. Ye’re a muckle mess as a Scot.”
“Oh!” Elysande gasped on a laugh, and smacked his stomach where her hands rested. “I thought it was a very good attempt at mimicking you.”
“Ye thought wrong,” he assured her.”
― Highland Treasure
“Because Scots are no’ English,” Rory said with disgust, and then shook his head and admitted, “And because of the reivers.”
“Reivers?” Elysande asked with interest.
“Groups o’ Scots who raid them and steal their animals and such. It’s happened along the border for years. ’Tis just desperate and hungry men looking to survive, but it makes it hard for the people trying to make an honest living, and makes them hate harder. O’ course, the English forget that there are Anglos raiding the Scots on the other side as well and just blame it on we heathen Scots with our stealing ways.”
Elysande considered that silently. Her mother hadn’t mentioned that when she’d spoken of her kin, but then the Sinclairs were Highlanders who lived far to the north—too far away to be involved in reiving from the English.
“But while that makes the English refuse to rent a room to a Scot, ye’re English,” Rory pointed out now. “We could probably find an inn that would take ye and yer men, and then we could hopefully find someplace nearby to—”
“Nay,” Elysande interrupted him. “We will stay with you.”
“Are ye sure?” he asked, and she could hear the frown in his voice. “Ye’d no doubt find more comfortable lodging in an inn, and with yer back paining ye—”
“Ye ferget I’m half-Scottish meself, laddie,” she said with a very bad attempt to mimic his accent. “I’ll no’ stay where me kind are no’ welcome.”
“Lass?” Rory said, a smile now in his voice.
“Aye?”
“Stick to yer English. Ye’re a muckle mess as a Scot.”
“Oh!” Elysande gasped on a laugh, and smacked his stomach where her hands rested. “I thought it was a very good attempt at mimicking you.”
“Ye thought wrong,” he assured her.”
― Highland Treasure
“The best and worst of life all rolled into one incident,” Mildrede said sadly. “Life never seems to be able to give you one without the other.”
― Highland Treasure
― Highland Treasure
“You introduced me to the innkeeper as your wife. Make love to me like a husband would.”
― Highland Treasure
― Highland Treasure
“Why would I regret bedding a man I have come to love?" she asked....”
― Highland Treasure
― Highland Treasure
“He doubted there was anything she could have done to save her mother. Any more than he, with all the knowledge he'd gained over the last ten years, would now know what to do for his mother were she here and ill as she had been ten years ago. He'd never again encountered an illness similar to hers, not in the writings he'd read or the patients he'd tended. Rory had come to suspect that sometimes there was just nothing you could do for the people you loved, no matter how much you wished you could. Sometimes there just wasn't enough knowledge, skill and love to save them. Otherwise, no one would ever die. But death was as natural and necessary as birth.”
― Highland Treasure
― Highland Treasure
