At The Laird's Command (Sword And Thistle Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
These were the words I heard whispered over me as I came in and out of consciousness. At some point, I became aware of bandages around my ribcage, and an intense pain whenever I shifted. “She couldn’t have been luckier in the placement of the wound,” came the voice of the physicker above me, instructing Arabella. “It was deep enough to penetrate the muscle, but managed to merely graze all the most vital things inside.” Given the throbbing agony, I didn’t feel especially lucky. But I was alive, and in the laird’s bed, I saw, when I finally opened my eyes. It seemed as if half the castle was crammed into his quarters. The laird was in an armchair at the side of the bed, holding my hand. My sister was there, too, hurrying to fetch me something to drink. And Ian was at the window, staring out over the loch with a faraway gaze. “What happened?” I asked, though my voice was a scratchy, throaty sound. “The siege is ended,” Arabella said, excitedly. “Davy did it! Clan MacLennan broke the blockade and sent Donald ships to the bottom of the loch.
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