Page 94 (1/2)

Now Gregor looked about hie, the revenge he had promised But Lorenzo had been locked up under far different conditions than this, and he had been pro to lose track of how long they had been down here

Did Lorenzo intend to take them to see the duke? And, of more concern, did the duke even know they were here? Lorenzo was quite capable of keeping this as his own little secret for weeks Or even months…

“That wee man isna from Italy,” Malcolm Bain mumbled from the shadows “Who does he think to fool with that monstrous accent?”

“The Duke of Abercauldy,” Gregor replied “No one else’s opinion matters to Lorenzo”

Malcolor didn’t pay ainst the wall, uncaring of whatupon it, and closed his eyes He eary of prisons, they were all the sa

Why couldn’t he and Abercauldy sit down like sensiblehave to coht? He had asked his father that, when they were riding toward Preston during the 1715 Rebellion His father had looked at hior had realized then that, to his father, there was glory in battle, in shedding blood for one’s cause, in dying for futility

Gregor had never understood the point of dying for a lost cause

Fighting for those in one’s care, for those one loved, that was different He would fight to the death for Meg and Glen Dhui

How he longed for Meg now What was she doing at this ine her, to put hiined himself home in Glen Dhui when he had been imprisoned after the Battle of Preston

The ability had not left him

He could see hi up the stairs fro of his boots And there she was, s as she looked up from her desk, surrounded by her books and papers and pens

“Gregor!” she would cry, herup in a smile of pure joy Her blue eyes, so blue they hurt him sometimes, and her flame hair loose about her creamy shoulders She would sap in her teeth that pleased him so much, and he would lift her into his arms, and kiss that lush mouth, and lose himself in her

He groaned, softly, and covered his face with his hands “Meg, oh, Meg, I love ye,” he murmured “Let me only be free of this place, and I will coh of prisons and pain”

She was there, in his head He smelled her, heard her voice, touched her skin And suddenly the cell could no longer hold him—he felt his spirit soar Out of the darkness and up into the light

Airdy wasn’t cooperating