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you boys ragged.”
“ They are clansmen,” the boy said. “If they arena kin tae a MacGrigor, then they be married or allied tae one. I will bring my friends. They will help.”
“Thank you.”
While Lia waited for Connell, she moved on to the next patient. He was an older man but still very much in his prime, and just like William, he had a high fever, aching stomach, and could not keep food down. The more Lia spoke to people, the more worried she became. There were only two who complained of different ailments; the rest were all the same.
Connell appeared in the door, looking around the room in concern with Robert only a step behind. He spotted William and immediately went to his side, crouching before him.
“William? What is wrong?”
“Forgive me, Da. Mum said she didna wish tae worry ye.”
Lia stepped up next to him. “Your mother, is she sick too?”
“Aye,” William replied grima cing. “But she be too afraid tae come tae the castle.”
“What be this, lass?” Connell asked her as he looked around the room, his eyes wide. “Some sort of plague?”
“I do not yet know,” Lia replied. “But Alba said there are many more in the village who are sick. With William being your son, I thought you should know.”
“Thank ye , lassie. My wife bides her time at her small shop in the village, selling wool and dyed threads. My duties here at the castle keep me away far too much. I will fetch her here.”
Lia bit her lip . Had Connell so quickly forgotten the MacGrigor’s order?
As Connell strode off, his worry plain on his face, Robert fell in step beside him. “Connell, I spoke with Aidan this morn.” They disappeared through the door , and Lia could no longer hear his words.
She needed to fetch her journal and begin making notes on the people she helped. With so many already here, and knowing more would be coming, if she didn’t start now, she’d never keep them all straight.
She turned to her medicant chests and nearly ran into a massive form standing behind her. She squeaked and jumped backward, fearing MacGrigor would order her to leave forthwith. But the giant man standing before her was not MacGrigor, even though he looked remarkably like him. Her eyes narrowed as she studied him. No injuries, no heavy cowl covering his face. In fact, he was a couple of inches shorter than MacGrigor, his eyes a deeper blue, and his long, dark hair a shade lighter, tied with a strip of leather at the back of his head. But his body was just as strong and his features almost as handsome.
“Forgive me,” he said softly. “I didna mean tae startle ye.”
She blinked in surprise. Definitely not MacGrigor. “Who—”
His lips tugged up ward in a gentle smile. “I am Aidan, the MacGrigor’s younger brother. It was I who sent Connell and Robert for ye, fearing for my brother’s life.” He took her hand and bowed over it.
His actions stunned her so much that she simply gaped at him.
He straightened, his smile growing. “I am very different from my brother.”
“I… I see that.”
Unfortunately, his smile vanished. “Robert told me what happened last night. Please, lass, ye must forgive my brother. He suffered through a terrible ordeal.”
“I understand, sir.”
“Nay. Call me Aidan, please.”
“ Aidan, I know your brother wants me to leave this morn but…” She gestured to those in the tiny room.
“Aye. Your skills will be sorely taxed this day. And worry not, I will not allow my brother tae send ye away. Ye sacrificed everything tae come here and help him. I willna allow him tae throw ye into the street.”
“That would be most appreciated.”
He winked at her. “If, after today, my brother does not see reason, I’ll make him see it.”
She swallowed hard , wondering if she dared hope.
“Now, lassie, tell me everything ye need. I will see tae it that no one dares defy ye in the matters of healing.”
She looked around the room trying to determine where to begin, but before
“ They are clansmen,” the boy said. “If they arena kin tae a MacGrigor, then they be married or allied tae one. I will bring my friends. They will help.”
“Thank you.”
While Lia waited for Connell, she moved on to the next patient. He was an older man but still very much in his prime, and just like William, he had a high fever, aching stomach, and could not keep food down. The more Lia spoke to people, the more worried she became. There were only two who complained of different ailments; the rest were all the same.
Connell appeared in the door, looking around the room in concern with Robert only a step behind. He spotted William and immediately went to his side, crouching before him.
“William? What is wrong?”
“Forgive me, Da. Mum said she didna wish tae worry ye.”
Lia stepped up next to him. “Your mother, is she sick too?”
“Aye,” William replied grima cing. “But she be too afraid tae come tae the castle.”
“What be this, lass?” Connell asked her as he looked around the room, his eyes wide. “Some sort of plague?”
“I do not yet know,” Lia replied. “But Alba said there are many more in the village who are sick. With William being your son, I thought you should know.”
“Thank ye , lassie. My wife bides her time at her small shop in the village, selling wool and dyed threads. My duties here at the castle keep me away far too much. I will fetch her here.”
Lia bit her lip . Had Connell so quickly forgotten the MacGrigor’s order?
As Connell strode off, his worry plain on his face, Robert fell in step beside him. “Connell, I spoke with Aidan this morn.” They disappeared through the door , and Lia could no longer hear his words.
She needed to fetch her journal and begin making notes on the people she helped. With so many already here, and knowing more would be coming, if she didn’t start now, she’d never keep them all straight.
She turned to her medicant chests and nearly ran into a massive form standing behind her. She squeaked and jumped backward, fearing MacGrigor would order her to leave forthwith. But the giant man standing before her was not MacGrigor, even though he looked remarkably like him. Her eyes narrowed as she studied him. No injuries, no heavy cowl covering his face. In fact, he was a couple of inches shorter than MacGrigor, his eyes a deeper blue, and his long, dark hair a shade lighter, tied with a strip of leather at the back of his head. But his body was just as strong and his features almost as handsome.
“Forgive me,” he said softly. “I didna mean tae startle ye.”
She blinked in surprise. Definitely not MacGrigor. “Who—”
His lips tugged up ward in a gentle smile. “I am Aidan, the MacGrigor’s younger brother. It was I who sent Connell and Robert for ye, fearing for my brother’s life.” He took her hand and bowed over it.
His actions stunned her so much that she simply gaped at him.
He straightened, his smile growing. “I am very different from my brother.”
“I… I see that.”
Unfortunately, his smile vanished. “Robert told me what happened last night. Please, lass, ye must forgive my brother. He suffered through a terrible ordeal.”
“I understand, sir.”
“Nay. Call me Aidan, please.”
“ Aidan, I know your brother wants me to leave this morn but…” She gestured to those in the tiny room.
“Aye. Your skills will be sorely taxed this day. And worry not, I will not allow my brother tae send ye away. Ye sacrificed everything tae come here and help him. I willna allow him tae throw ye into the street.”
“That would be most appreciated.”
He winked at her. “If, after today, my brother does not see reason, I’ll make him see it.”
She swallowed hard , wondering if she dared hope.
“Now, lassie, tell me everything ye need. I will see tae it that no one dares defy ye in the matters of healing.”
She looked around the room trying to determine where to begin, but before
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