& need some adventure, Adair. I can very well handle my own household." Adair raised his eyebrows. "Doona look at me like that! After all I am the Laird of Ronin!"
"So we established My Laird," Adair smiled a big grin.
"Och, stop that!" Duncan laughed as he fell into a chair next to the hearth.
"She reminds me of someone."
Duncan studied him for a moment. "Mayhap. We have had this conversation before."
"Aye, My Laird." Adair turned thoughtful. "But have ye yet reconciled yourself?"
"She is dead, what more can I reconcile?"
"Yer brother would not have married her, if you had told him."
"She chose him. She was in love with him, not me. You can'na go about doing everything because someone may get hurt feelings."
"Aye, & who are we talking about now?" There was a brief silence & Adair continued, "Ye have hardly looked at another woman since."
Duncan couldn't help but smile. "Ye are a devilish man, Adair. Ye know that is why I keep ye around, aye?"
"Keep me? Ye send me off like ye are that young woman. What is the lass' name?"
"I am no' sendin' the lass away. Her name is Sonya & ye know very well that I am just presenting her to her kin. She is a MacPherson."
"Aye & a MacLeod from what I hear."
"If you knew her name…" Duncan narrowed his eyes & then sighed. "I was planning to bring her to see Angus anyway. Now he can offer her to stay there with the MacPherson clan if he wishes."
"And what of offering her of the Clan MacLeod?"
"She is welcome here. I have already told the lass that."
"If she gets over this."
"Well, she is from a different world than ours. A world where they travel on great metal things that we just make jewelry from."
Adair raised his brows. "A different world ?"
"A different world. Whatever you want to call it she is nay from here. Besides," Duncan grinned, "she is too stubborn to be told what to do anyhow."
"Hmm."
"Hmm, what?" Duncan sat watching the brown liquid in his cup as he awaited Adair's response.
"Well, my laird, it was a long trip, so I will retire."
"Aye. Goodnight Adair. It is good to have ye home, lad."
"Thank ye, My Laird."
Duncan sat there thinking. The stone he had given Sonya, she wore around her neck in the center of a symbol of his world. Her world & his world…together. Just touching her face tonight made him forget everything around them. He felt the surge when he lifted the necklace up, saw the quickening of her breathing, knowing his own breathing came more rapid at the touch of her cool skin on his hand. The surges that continued to go through him. Could this be why he never found his true mate? Why he didn't tell his brother he was going to ask Aaralyn to marry him? Could it be that this woman that did crazy things to his mind, heart, & body was his mate & he hadn't found her before because she hadn't come to his world yet? He prayed it was. And he prayed she wouldn't be mad for long, or he would have to take matters into his hands by taking her into his hands.
*
Sonya wasn't sure why she had gotten so annoyed. It wasn't that important & yet it was. She had paced half the night. Maybe it was hormonal. Goodness knows she had been having so many emotions & feelings that she had no clue what to do with! Then when he stood in front of her, looking down, she saw how his beautiful blue eyes glittered. Was that a smile playing at the corner of his mouth? The nerve! "Maybe it was that he was directing me about like a sheep! I am no sheep!" she muttered.
A knock at the door stopped her from gathering her things. "Come."
"Good morrow, Miss."
"Good morning, Sarah."
"Are ye ready, Miss?"
"Yes." Sonya took her back pack & swung it over her shoulder along with a messenger bag. Sarah followed her from the room & down the stairs.
"Have a safe trip, Miss."
She looked at the girl & smiled. "Thank you, Sarah."
"Come back soon, Miss." Sonya nodded at her, but said nothing.
Outside Duncan was waiting. He sat upon a beautiful, big chestnut colored horse. The horse
"So we established My Laird," Adair smiled a big grin.
"Och, stop that!" Duncan laughed as he fell into a chair next to the hearth.
"She reminds me of someone."
Duncan studied him for a moment. "Mayhap. We have had this conversation before."
"Aye, My Laird." Adair turned thoughtful. "But have ye yet reconciled yourself?"
"She is dead, what more can I reconcile?"
"Yer brother would not have married her, if you had told him."
"She chose him. She was in love with him, not me. You can'na go about doing everything because someone may get hurt feelings."
"Aye, & who are we talking about now?" There was a brief silence & Adair continued, "Ye have hardly looked at another woman since."
Duncan couldn't help but smile. "Ye are a devilish man, Adair. Ye know that is why I keep ye around, aye?"
"Keep me? Ye send me off like ye are that young woman. What is the lass' name?"
"I am no' sendin' the lass away. Her name is Sonya & ye know very well that I am just presenting her to her kin. She is a MacPherson."
"Aye & a MacLeod from what I hear."
"If you knew her name…" Duncan narrowed his eyes & then sighed. "I was planning to bring her to see Angus anyway. Now he can offer her to stay there with the MacPherson clan if he wishes."
"And what of offering her of the Clan MacLeod?"
"She is welcome here. I have already told the lass that."
"If she gets over this."
"Well, she is from a different world than ours. A world where they travel on great metal things that we just make jewelry from."
Adair raised his brows. "A different world ?"
"A different world. Whatever you want to call it she is nay from here. Besides," Duncan grinned, "she is too stubborn to be told what to do anyhow."
"Hmm."
"Hmm, what?" Duncan sat watching the brown liquid in his cup as he awaited Adair's response.
"Well, my laird, it was a long trip, so I will retire."
"Aye. Goodnight Adair. It is good to have ye home, lad."
"Thank ye, My Laird."
Duncan sat there thinking. The stone he had given Sonya, she wore around her neck in the center of a symbol of his world. Her world & his world…together. Just touching her face tonight made him forget everything around them. He felt the surge when he lifted the necklace up, saw the quickening of her breathing, knowing his own breathing came more rapid at the touch of her cool skin on his hand. The surges that continued to go through him. Could this be why he never found his true mate? Why he didn't tell his brother he was going to ask Aaralyn to marry him? Could it be that this woman that did crazy things to his mind, heart, & body was his mate & he hadn't found her before because she hadn't come to his world yet? He prayed it was. And he prayed she wouldn't be mad for long, or he would have to take matters into his hands by taking her into his hands.
*
Sonya wasn't sure why she had gotten so annoyed. It wasn't that important & yet it was. She had paced half the night. Maybe it was hormonal. Goodness knows she had been having so many emotions & feelings that she had no clue what to do with! Then when he stood in front of her, looking down, she saw how his beautiful blue eyes glittered. Was that a smile playing at the corner of his mouth? The nerve! "Maybe it was that he was directing me about like a sheep! I am no sheep!" she muttered.
A knock at the door stopped her from gathering her things. "Come."
"Good morrow, Miss."
"Good morning, Sarah."
"Are ye ready, Miss?"
"Yes." Sonya took her back pack & swung it over her shoulder along with a messenger bag. Sarah followed her from the room & down the stairs.
"Have a safe trip, Miss."
She looked at the girl & smiled. "Thank you, Sarah."
"Come back soon, Miss." Sonya nodded at her, but said nothing.
Outside Duncan was waiting. He sat upon a beautiful, big chestnut colored horse. The horse
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