looked as noble as his rider. Beautiful. There he sat in his white shirt & plaid wrapped around, ready for the journey. Next to Duncan sat, Rhys, his man in charge of the guard. She had seen Duncan talking with him several times. Several of his men were riding with them.
Duncan smiled at her & said, "Good morrow, lass."
"Good morrow," she replied with a nod of her head, but darn it he called her lass & a shiver ran down her spine! Walking over to a horse she assumed was for her, she hiked up her skirts, put her foot in the stirrup & swung herself onto the horse. Thank goodness she had ridden before. She had loved it. It hadn't been since she was a girl, but at least she had. She also knew she would have quite a time walking after this trip, but she was smart enough to wear pants underneath & a bit of padding as well! She adjusted the skirts as best she could. Duncan gave the surprised stable man a grin as she took the reins.
"Thank you."
"Aye, Milady."
There was a younger man standing on Duncan's other side. She hadn't seen him at first. He had a smile as well, but it was friendly; more in the way of a hello.
"Sonya, this is Adair. He runs things for me."
"When he lets me," Adair smiled. She let out a snort. "It is nice to meet you, Sonya MacLeod."
She raised a brow & looked at Duncan. "It is nice to meet you as well, Adair." Leaning down towards the man she said, "Perhaps we can talk when next he sends you off to the king."
Adair laughed & it was clear that Duncan understood her meaning from his sardonic smile. She never looked away from Duncan's gaze until Adair cleared his throat. "Have a safe trip, My Laird."
"Thank you, Adair." Duncan spurred his horse forward & she followed. Or the horse did.
After a while of riding Duncan called to her & she pulled her horse aside his.
"Yes, My Laird?"
He glanced at her. "Doona call me that lass," he said, sounding annoyed.
"Just practicing for when we get there," she said as sweetly as she could, glancing at him sideways. She wasn't even mad at him. She was sure he was just trying to do what he felt was the proper thing, presenting a relative of the king to him. She still wasn't sure why she had gotten so upset. Perhaps it was that she didn't want to leave Duncan & it felt like she was being shoved away suddenly. She wasn't the type to be shoved unless she wanted to be. Hmm wouldn't be a bit stubborn would I? Nah.
"I think the only practice ye need is saying, "Your Majesty."
"Well, that shouldn't be too hard."
He smiled at her & they rode in a nice silence. There seemed to be a trillion things running around in her head that she wanted to tell him & ask him. Instead, she kept silent & was just happy that he had called to her & that they now rode side by side.
*
Spending the night outside on the ground wasn't that appealing to Sonya, but it wasn't like you could just get onto the motorway & be there in a couple of hours. Dirt roads & no car. Man how she missed her little car. She called it her box on wheels. Now the only thing on wheels were carts!
As Sonya swung her leg down she felt the crack as her foot hit the ground. Man, did that horse grow since she first got on it? Straightening up she wandered over to the stream they had stopped near. She splashed some water on her face & neck. After her drink & her horses drink she tethered him near the water. She untied the roll from the horse & removed the saddle & blanket.
"I would have had someone do that for ye, lass."
Did he have to be so quiet? What if he did that when she was behind the bush taking care of business? "That's okay, I got it."
"Aye, I can see that. Ye have experience with horses."
Damn. Did he have to look so good? "Yes. I had uncles that had them. I rode whenever I could."
"Well, you seat a horse well."
"Thank you."
"If ye hand me your roll, I will put it near the fire for you."
Sonya picked up the roll & started to walk toward the fire with him, but he took it from her. He lay it down & lay
Duncan smiled at her & said, "Good morrow, lass."
"Good morrow," she replied with a nod of her head, but darn it he called her lass & a shiver ran down her spine! Walking over to a horse she assumed was for her, she hiked up her skirts, put her foot in the stirrup & swung herself onto the horse. Thank goodness she had ridden before. She had loved it. It hadn't been since she was a girl, but at least she had. She also knew she would have quite a time walking after this trip, but she was smart enough to wear pants underneath & a bit of padding as well! She adjusted the skirts as best she could. Duncan gave the surprised stable man a grin as she took the reins.
"Thank you."
"Aye, Milady."
There was a younger man standing on Duncan's other side. She hadn't seen him at first. He had a smile as well, but it was friendly; more in the way of a hello.
"Sonya, this is Adair. He runs things for me."
"When he lets me," Adair smiled. She let out a snort. "It is nice to meet you, Sonya MacLeod."
She raised a brow & looked at Duncan. "It is nice to meet you as well, Adair." Leaning down towards the man she said, "Perhaps we can talk when next he sends you off to the king."
Adair laughed & it was clear that Duncan understood her meaning from his sardonic smile. She never looked away from Duncan's gaze until Adair cleared his throat. "Have a safe trip, My Laird."
"Thank you, Adair." Duncan spurred his horse forward & she followed. Or the horse did.
After a while of riding Duncan called to her & she pulled her horse aside his.
"Yes, My Laird?"
He glanced at her. "Doona call me that lass," he said, sounding annoyed.
"Just practicing for when we get there," she said as sweetly as she could, glancing at him sideways. She wasn't even mad at him. She was sure he was just trying to do what he felt was the proper thing, presenting a relative of the king to him. She still wasn't sure why she had gotten so upset. Perhaps it was that she didn't want to leave Duncan & it felt like she was being shoved away suddenly. She wasn't the type to be shoved unless she wanted to be. Hmm wouldn't be a bit stubborn would I? Nah.
"I think the only practice ye need is saying, "Your Majesty."
"Well, that shouldn't be too hard."
He smiled at her & they rode in a nice silence. There seemed to be a trillion things running around in her head that she wanted to tell him & ask him. Instead, she kept silent & was just happy that he had called to her & that they now rode side by side.
*
Spending the night outside on the ground wasn't that appealing to Sonya, but it wasn't like you could just get onto the motorway & be there in a couple of hours. Dirt roads & no car. Man how she missed her little car. She called it her box on wheels. Now the only thing on wheels were carts!
As Sonya swung her leg down she felt the crack as her foot hit the ground. Man, did that horse grow since she first got on it? Straightening up she wandered over to the stream they had stopped near. She splashed some water on her face & neck. After her drink & her horses drink she tethered him near the water. She untied the roll from the horse & removed the saddle & blanket.
"I would have had someone do that for ye, lass."
Did he have to be so quiet? What if he did that when she was behind the bush taking care of business? "That's okay, I got it."
"Aye, I can see that. Ye have experience with horses."
Damn. Did he have to look so good? "Yes. I had uncles that had them. I rode whenever I could."
"Well, you seat a horse well."
"Thank you."
"If ye hand me your roll, I will put it near the fire for you."
Sonya picked up the roll & started to walk toward the fire with him, but he took it from her. He lay it down & lay
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