A Noble Deception (The Douglas Clan) - Plot & Excerpts
The exhausted groom and his bride, followed by the most important members of Clan Douglas’s many branches, trudged up to their newly prepared bedchamber. Moira glowered the entire way—at any noble Douglas who dared meet her eyes. Who in the blazes of hellfire did they think they were to be escorting her to her marriage bed? She was not chattel, whatever they might think! When she made to protest, Lord Albermarle gave her a sharp jab in the ribs. “It’s their right by rank, lass,” he warned, whispering into her ear that the others would not hear. “Ye’d best be getting used to it now that ye’re to live at the castle.” When they reached the marriage chamber, a small, fat Douglas pushed his way to the front of the group. Leaning close, he scrutinized Moira with small eyes set deep into a ruddy face. He was a Lowland Douglas, a lesser baron of an unimportant seat. But he’d been sent as representative of the ninth Earl of Douglas, who himself was unable to attend.
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