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more import. “Do no’ tell me that Lady MacDonnell has invited that blasted man to stop o’er again?”
    “All right. I’ll no’ tell ye that,” Alpin said with a shrug, and then added with some satisfaction, “But she did. Which ye might ha’e prevented had ye troubled yerself to return to the castle with me rather than throwing up Millie’s skirts like ye were still a warrior fer hire and no’ a laird now.”
    “Ye go too far, lad,” Greer growled. “And one o’ these days ye’ll be sorry fer it.”
    Alpin did not look the least concerned. He merely shrugged and turned to walk back toward the stable, but Greer collared the boy and dragged him back. “Tell the stable master to do the best he can by the horses. Then ha’e Bowie settle as many men as he can in the barracks with our men. Send the rest into the keep. They can sleep in the great hall as they did last time. But tell Bowie to post more guards. I do no’ trust Danvries.”
    “Aye,” Alpin said with distaste. “The man’s a skeevy whoreson.”
    Greer scowled at the lad with surprise. “Where the devil did ye learn to talk like that?”
    “From you,” Alpin said dryly and then turned and moved back toward the stable master and Bowie, who Greer saw was now there as well.
    Shaking his head, Greer led his horse to the stables himself to tend the beast. The stable master would have enough on his plate trying to find places to put the English horses without having to tend his horse. Besides, Greer had no great desire to see Danvries again. In fact, he was wishing that he’d stayed in the woods for the rest of the day and night. Or that he’d returned earlier and had the gate closed on Danvries and his men ere they’d reached it.
    “I'm sorry,” Fenella breathed. Fresh tears were pooling in her eyes and she was wringing her hands miserably as she shook her head. “I am no’ thinking straight. I ha’e no’ done so since Allen’s death. He was such a wonderful man, Saidh. Ye would ha’e liked him. He was so kind, and gentle and sensitive. He had the servants cut flowers fer me every other day and place them in me room.”
    She turned to gesture to several arrangements of dry and dead flowers along one wall of the room. Saidh supposed she’d had them brought from the master chamber when she’d been moved here.
    “And he bought me the most expensive fabrics and lovely jewels,” Fenella continued, turning back to her. “But best of all, he was just so sweet. He could tell I was terrified on our wedding night, and rather than force me to endure the consummation, he gentled me and told me it was all right, he would no’ trouble me for his rights, ever. That I was free of them altogether if I wished. But if I came to desire to have children, I need only let him ken and we would do whatever I wished to accomplish it.”
    The tears in her eyes spilled over now, rushing down her cheeks in rivulets. “There can no’ be another man as sweet and good as Allen in all of Scotland and England combined. And now he is gone.” The last word was a long mournful cry and Fenella threw herself against Saidh to burst into another round of heart-wrenching sobs.
    Saidh stood still for a moment, but then raised her hands to awkwardly pat her cousin’s back. The woman had taken her completely by surprise. She had come here suspecting her of having turned into some sort of madwoman, bent on killing her husbands. Instead, she found a woman who truly seemed to be in deep mourning for a husband she appeared to have loved a great deal. Saidh didn’t think anyone could be such a good actress to feign this distress.
    Saidh remained standing there, rubbing Fenella’s back until the woman’s sobs gentled to soft sighs and hiccups, then urged her to sit on the side of the bed with her and took her hands in her own.
    “What happened?” she asked quietly. “Until the other day I had no idea ye’d e’en married again, and then I learned ye’ve remarried three