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McKregan and two of his warriors stood stone like. They talked in dull whispers that Andra could not decipher. She quickly turned on her heel as the laird looked up at her and smiled.
    Heathen! Beautiful strong dark heathen!
     
    “ Then it is done, ” Duncan whispered with a smile on his lips.
    Crimm slapped Kagan on the back and smiled, “ Brothers in battle, brothers in friendship, and now brothers by marriage! ”
    Kagan nodded his head, “ For now it will ha'e to wait, I ha'e much to attend to. I lea'e ye and ye father to do as I ask. She is claimed and na other is to touch her. We will make it official when the time is right. ”
    Kagan smelled honey and vanilla and looked up to the balcony.
    Flawless!
    Her shoulders were bare and her gown dipped down over her splendid breast. The rest of the gown catered to her curves in sheer delight. Smiling, he met her gaze. He laughed softly as her cheeks flamed and she turned to run. His smile broadened as he looked at the Duncans, she was his now and he prayed his children would have her sea green eyes and sun streaked mousy hair.
    Andra's deep groan echoed down the hall as she stalked toward the second floor. She wondered why Dagma had made such a perfect man and why on earth had he sent him to Shinonoble. Why did she have to be homely and fat? Her eyes dropped to the voluptuous swell of her breast and sighed loudly. More than would fit in a man's hand.
    She stopped at the window that overlooked the stables and Kagan walked into her sights. His kilt fit snugly over his hips and Andra silently hoped it would fall, exposing his bottom. She closed her eyes and his face imprinted itself into her memory. Her dreams would be filled with the dark proud warrior every night and his shining armor would disappear at dawn.

Chapter3
    Shinonoble Keep 1572
    “ Absolutely na! ” roared Crimm Duncan at his eighteen year old sister.
    The five-foot and five-inch beauty held her ground under his chin as well as any man. The men in the bailey slunk away as the two headstrong Duncans battled with words and body language. And none of them dared to stay around to hear the outcome, let alone to see it.
    “ Why na, I'm eighteen and well past proper age of courtship! ” she roared back as she handed him a twisted dagger.
    “ Nay! I will'na ha'e ye prancin' 'round like a barmaid in front of the blasted vultures at that gatherin', ” he snapped through clenched teeth.
    “ Ye'r bein' stubborn and downright mean. All the girls in the highlands will be there and most of them are only fifteen or sixteen, ” she screamed at her brother as he aimed the blade.
    “ It is na a place I will allow ye to go. The men will slobber all o'er those girls and disgrace the ones that get lured out into the shadows, ” he argued as he let the dagger fly at the target. “ Ye are too gullible to be let loose prowlin’ ‘round a bunch of leeches. ”
    “ Am I so ugly and homely that ye and Da keep me locked away like a prisoner? Are ye ashamed I am yer sister? Do ye na want me to be married and ha'e babes to sit on yer knee? ” she asked as she tried to appear distraught.
    “ Nay little sister, ye'r a beautiful woman, but it is for yer own good, na man is worthy of ye, ” he quickly said as his brows etched together.
    “ Just let me go, this one time. Please. I ha'e na once been to a gatherin' or to a dance or courted. I swear I will be careful and na attract any attention to myself. Please Crimm, I would be grateful and I'll promise to throw myself o'er a cliff if I shame ye in any way, ” she pleaded as she let a tear slide down her cheek during her performance.
    She desperately wanted to see Calin, her friend from years ago, and knew if she was going to see him she had to play Crimm right into her hands. She had played with Calin in the stables and he had been the first boy she had ever kissed.
    When she was thirteen, he had kissed her. It was a new experience and they had kissed often and taught each