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“I amuse you?” she asked in a sharp tone Perhaps honesty was not the best option after all

His eyes glinted withhow iven the it was Georgie Moncreith you saw at the tavern He’s the only son of a factor and believes hientry”

His tone was filled with scorn—an insult froentle and lowered circumstances, still carried himself like the proud laird

Yes, he was very different fro Not a disappoint realized,

with soor was or wasn’t, he had not disappointed her

Shona chose that , and the next fewup a couple of comfortable spots by the fire

“Good night,” she said, turning down the lantern and leaving theht

Gregor stood, hesitant

“You should sleep,” Meg said at last “To now?”

He s how I felt before Your Shona must be a witch”

“I don’t know if she is mine, but yes, I have heard her called so”

“You didn’t answer o elsewhere to sleep?”

Meg didn’t look at hi “Of course not, Captain Grant I will trust you, if you will trust me”

He hesitated a er, and then re followed suit, taking off her boots and leaving on her stockings and other clothing She would have enjoyed a long, hot bath, but such a luxury seemed unlikely in the present circumstances

Meg closed her eyes She was uncoor Grant’s breathing gradually slowing He was falling asleep already Meg supposed it was a vital requisite for a man in his position, to sleep whenever and wherever he could She squeezed her eyes tighter shut and tried to pretend she was at home in her own comfortable bed