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Elizabeth’s eyes nigh bulged from her head. “Ian was on a secret mission when we met.” Then she leaned closer to Rose. “Are your other brothers on missions right now, too?” she asked eagerly.
Rose shook her head. “I suppose ye might say they’re retired.”
Tristan arched his brow at her. “Meaning?”
Rose swallowed hard. “Meaning, they’re all wanted men.”
Tristan’s eyes widened in surprise. “Yer brothers are all outlaws?”
Rose nodded. “Aye, they are.” She scooted to the edge of the bed. “Now that ye know, why don’t Elizabeth and I change for—”
“Rose,” Tristan interrupted.
“Aye.”
“Besides robbing nobles on the road north into Scotland, what else have your brothers done?”
Rose took another deep breath. “They may have broken into the King’s Palace and stolen his treasure from the Chapter House of the abbey.”
Tristan smiled. “I heard about that. Edward was in an uproar. That was your brothers?”
She held her breath and nodded.
“I will be proud to shake their hands,” he said, surprising her.
She smiled up at him. “That’s it? Yer fine with all this? Ye still love me?”
He leaned down and cupped her cheek. “I didn’t know I could love you more, Rose, but somehow knowing your brothers are responsible for robbing King Edward, makes me love you all the more,” he teased before he kissed her.
“There is something I still do not understand,” Elizabeth said.
Pulling her gaze away from Tristan’s loving eyes, Rose turned to her sister.
“How did two of your brothers come to marry English noblewomen?”
Rose laughed, “I will let Catarina and Bella tell ye themselves.”
