Page 40 of Love Beyond Time
A long silence stretched out as the stranger, Arran, and myself watched and waited for Eoin to give his decision. I could see with every twitch of his hand or pull of his eyebrow that he was trying hard to make the best possible decision. He knew that, if correct, the information the man had just given him was vital. If wrong, the man was too dangerous to have in the village. Finally he cleared his throat before speaking.
“Ye will stay on castle grounds, and ye will work with Kip on the new horses until ye have earned our trust. Then ye may choose to move to the village if ye wish. If Kip is dissatisfied with ye or yer work, ye will be returned to MacLyrron at once. Do ye consent?”
“Aye. Thank ye. I canna begin to express my gratitude for yer kindness.”
Eoin shot the man a hard look, his eyes cold. “Doona make me regret my decision, lad. It will no end well for ye.” He paused and turned to look at Arran. “Introduce him to Kip, will ye? And get him situated in the hut near the stables.”
Arran nodded and grabbed hold of the man’s arm once more as they started to leave the dining hall.
“And Arran,” Eoin raised his voice so that he would hear him before he made his way out the door, “will ye meet me in my chambers after ye have seen him put away for the evening?”
“Aye. O’ course.” As Arran left with the still nameless man, Eoin motioned for us to return to our places at the table.
We passed dinner in silence, only glancing up at one another occasionally by accident.
I could see how distracted Eoin was, and it was evident in the way his facial expressions seemed to continually shift throughout the meal that he was still wrestling with his decision.
While I understood his decision, I wasn’t sure if I would’ve made the same one myself. Granted, it was the most promising piece of information we’d received, and it would be much easier to reach out for help in preparing a defense if we knew where the attack would be coming from.
But there was something about the stranger that made me uneasy. Something queer about the delivery of his story planted seeds of doubt deep in my stomach, seeds that were starting to take root.
* * *
Eoin turned his gaze away from the fire as he heard his brother enter into his chamber. “What did Kip say about the lad?”
“Well, he was no too pleased to be tasked as caretaker, but I expect twill be good for him to keep busy. He’s still taking the loss of the horses quite hard.”
“Aye, I doona blame him. Arran, do ye think the lad was telling us the truth?” He watched Arran’s face, trying to read his expressions as his brother sat down in the seat across from him.
“I doona know, brother, but I’d have made the same decision. What do ye think we should do now?”
“We canna confront MacLyrron. For if they’ve planned no attack, that’s a fine way to start a war, no? I think we must reach out to our most trusted allies, ask them to bring their forces here to help us mount a defense a few days before the expected attack. That way, regardless of who is planning it, twill be more than us alone to defend ourselves.”
“I think ye are right. What clans will ye call on?”
“Blaire’s father, o’course. And although he’s a wretched old arse, Ramsay Kinnaird. Our father considered him a friend and ally, and I know that both of them would be willing to come to our aide.” Eoin waited cautiously for his brother’s reaction, still unsure of his place as laird.
“Aye, tis the finest chance we have. Do ye want me to make a trip to both Donal and Ramsay?”
Eoin shook his head. “Nay, I need ye to stay here and train the men in the village, strengthen our defenses, and work with Mary to help prepare the castle for so many guests. Bri and I will travel to both territories. Donal will be anxious to see his daughter, and Ramsay may not yet know that I am married.”
“But ye doona have Donal’s daughter. He will be able to tell the difference!”
“I doona think that he will. Bri was able to fool the whole castle for weeks, surely she can fool Blaire’s father for only a few days. The two lasses are identical.”
“They’re no so identical as ye seem to think, brother, but ye do whatever ye must. I’m happy to stay and work here. I’ll keep an eye on the runaway as well.”
“Aye, please do. I’m no so sure if I made the right choice, but I’m glad ye think so. Bri and I will leave in the morning.”
Eoin watched as Arran stood to leave. “Aye, brother, I do. But ye should tell Bri tonight. Lassies like to know things ahead of time.”
Eoin chuckled and stood to stretch as his brother walked out the door. “Ye are right o’ course. I’ll go and tell her now.”
Chapter 26
My skill with horses had not improved since our last little journey away from the castle, and so with no other alternative we rode together on Griffin for our journey to MacChristy Keep and Kinnaird Castle.
The proximity of our bodies was doing nothing to help my “friend zone.” In fact, he was increasingly getting more fresh with his hands. Every hour further into our journey, the reins seemed to move closer to the point in between my legs.
