just dinnae want to go to bed with any of these women. Elizabeth has somehow gotten under my skin; she’s the one whose arms I want to lay in!”
Chuckling, Malcolm clapped his friend on the back, “’tis a good sign my friend, perhaps yer marriage will turn out better than ye supposed!” he paused. “While we are on the subject of yer wife”, he continued after a pause, “how is she doing?”
“I received a letter from Ewan a few days ago; she is awake and eager to recover as quickly as possible. No doubt causing her own problems for my staff!” he chuckled at the thought.
“Aye and ye want to be back there helping her make a full recovery?” Malcolm sent him a lecherous wink, “the way things are going here, we might make it home before the weeks out!”
“That’s what I was thinking! I’m sure yer Mary will be happy to have ye home.”
“Aye, I’m sure I shall be a very lucky boy if you know what I mean!” he winked in a lecherous manner.
Laughing, both men lapsed into their own thoughts of their wives, both men eager to return to them.
“ Who’d've thought we’d ever be sitting in the middle of a battle field wishing we were home with our wives?” Duncan pondered aloud.
Malcolm only shook his head.
Chapter Fourteen
“Have you seen Ewan this morning Annie?” Elizabeth enquired, leaving the dining room after enjoying her breakfast. She was feeling a little deflated from having to eat alone. These past two weeks, since Mrs MacTavish had deemed it fit to let her leave her room, Ewan had been sharing breakfast with her each morning. In fact, he had spent the past two weeks just about glued to her side, mumbling something about a promise to his father.
“I think he went down to the village my Lady”. Annie replied shyly.
“Elizabeth! I had thought we’d gotten past that ‘my lady’ nonsense!” Elizabeth tried to hide the exasperation in her voice with a smile.
Blushing, the young girl curtsied clumsily, mumbling her apology as she raced into the sanctuary of the kitchen.
“Am I such an ogre?” Elizabeth sighed to herself; she had really believed she was making progress with the staff.
“Well, ye certainly don’t look like one!” Elizabeth jumped into the air and quickly spun around, hand over her heart, to where Mrs MacTavish was standing; now serenely dusting a golden candle holder.
“I didn’t see you there Mrs MacTavish” Elizabeth chided, now slightly embarrassed from her reaction. Anyone would think she was a child afraid of monsters and ghosts lurking in the dark hallways she berated herself.
“Maybe ye should go down to the village, see if ye can find the boy, keep him out of mischief” Mrs MacTavish suggested.
“It’ll take a better woman than I to keep that boy out of trouble” both women laughed out loud, acknowledging that while Ewan was only a child, already he was a law unto himself, just like his father!
“Does this mean that you’re actually allowing me to leave the castle?” Elizabeth asked in mock astonishment! Teasing the old woman, who had all but forbidden her from setting foot outside.
“Perhaps it’s time for ye to go out and explore yer land” eyes twinkling mischievously as she went on, “let the villages get a glimpse of their new mistress, and it saves us having to tell them about ye!”
Laughing, Elizabeth spun around, hurrying to the stairs, “I’ll just put on my walking boots and then I’ll be off” , she took the steps two at a time, joyful in the prospect of going down to the village.
Shaking her head in amusement, Mrs MacTavish went back to her cleaning.
Dressed in a thick green dress and her shining walking boots, Elizabeth eagerly walked out from the protective gates of the castle and down the winding path towards the village.
It was a glorious spring day and the sun was sparkling brightly in the sky, giving out just enough heat to allow her to leave her cloak behind. Bouncing down the steep hill, Elizabeth
Chuckling, Malcolm clapped his friend on the back, “’tis a good sign my friend, perhaps yer marriage will turn out better than ye supposed!” he paused. “While we are on the subject of yer wife”, he continued after a pause, “how is she doing?”
“I received a letter from Ewan a few days ago; she is awake and eager to recover as quickly as possible. No doubt causing her own problems for my staff!” he chuckled at the thought.
“Aye and ye want to be back there helping her make a full recovery?” Malcolm sent him a lecherous wink, “the way things are going here, we might make it home before the weeks out!”
“That’s what I was thinking! I’m sure yer Mary will be happy to have ye home.”
“Aye, I’m sure I shall be a very lucky boy if you know what I mean!” he winked in a lecherous manner.
Laughing, both men lapsed into their own thoughts of their wives, both men eager to return to them.
“ Who’d've thought we’d ever be sitting in the middle of a battle field wishing we were home with our wives?” Duncan pondered aloud.
Malcolm only shook his head.
Chapter Fourteen
“Have you seen Ewan this morning Annie?” Elizabeth enquired, leaving the dining room after enjoying her breakfast. She was feeling a little deflated from having to eat alone. These past two weeks, since Mrs MacTavish had deemed it fit to let her leave her room, Ewan had been sharing breakfast with her each morning. In fact, he had spent the past two weeks just about glued to her side, mumbling something about a promise to his father.
“I think he went down to the village my Lady”. Annie replied shyly.
“Elizabeth! I had thought we’d gotten past that ‘my lady’ nonsense!” Elizabeth tried to hide the exasperation in her voice with a smile.
Blushing, the young girl curtsied clumsily, mumbling her apology as she raced into the sanctuary of the kitchen.
“Am I such an ogre?” Elizabeth sighed to herself; she had really believed she was making progress with the staff.
“Well, ye certainly don’t look like one!” Elizabeth jumped into the air and quickly spun around, hand over her heart, to where Mrs MacTavish was standing; now serenely dusting a golden candle holder.
“I didn’t see you there Mrs MacTavish” Elizabeth chided, now slightly embarrassed from her reaction. Anyone would think she was a child afraid of monsters and ghosts lurking in the dark hallways she berated herself.
“Maybe ye should go down to the village, see if ye can find the boy, keep him out of mischief” Mrs MacTavish suggested.
“It’ll take a better woman than I to keep that boy out of trouble” both women laughed out loud, acknowledging that while Ewan was only a child, already he was a law unto himself, just like his father!
“Does this mean that you’re actually allowing me to leave the castle?” Elizabeth asked in mock astonishment! Teasing the old woman, who had all but forbidden her from setting foot outside.
“Perhaps it’s time for ye to go out and explore yer land” eyes twinkling mischievously as she went on, “let the villages get a glimpse of their new mistress, and it saves us having to tell them about ye!”
Laughing, Elizabeth spun around, hurrying to the stairs, “I’ll just put on my walking boots and then I’ll be off” , she took the steps two at a time, joyful in the prospect of going down to the village.
Shaking her head in amusement, Mrs MacTavish went back to her cleaning.
Dressed in a thick green dress and her shining walking boots, Elizabeth eagerly walked out from the protective gates of the castle and down the winding path towards the village.
It was a glorious spring day and the sun was sparkling brightly in the sky, giving out just enough heat to allow her to leave her cloak behind. Bouncing down the steep hill, Elizabeth
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