Bride Of Vengeance (Highland Romance Series Book 1) - Plot & Excerpts
Those words echoed in Nathanial’s mind for the next several hours. Even as they made camp after an arduous day of riding, he could still hear her plea. Lydia was sitting by the fire, stroking Teresa’s hair. Both women were silent, exhausted, and worried for the future. Nathanial was worried as well. He had never made this trip without his men before. He had never made this trip with sullen women, either. Nor had he made it dressed like some English dandy, but he had little choice there. His colors would bring the Duke to him quicker than he would like. He was not prepared. And he always rode through England dressed as the natives, though not as frilly, unless he was starting a war… or hunting a bride. Was he ever in England for any other purpose? If they rode hard enough, tomorrow night they would be sleeping under Scottish stars once more, and then he would be able to rest. As for this moment, he needed to wash the English off of his skin.
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