Demon Laird (Legacy Of The Mist Clans) - Plot & Excerpts
He braced his right hand against the table and swayed just a bit. Lia quickly realized he tired easily and was probably dizzy. He opened his eyes, blinking rapidly, still staring at the floor. He moved cautiously, mindful of his healing wounds, and bent to pick of a sheet of vellum next to his boot. Slowly, he handed it to her. “There are two more sheets in my solar,” he said. “Aidan and I were trying to break your cypher. We needed to determine if ye are what ye say ye are.” That was perfectly understandable, but she wished he didn’t feel as if he had to do that. Connell studied MacGrigor for a long moment, made a slight motion with his hand to the others, then returned to William’s side. Following his lead, the others returned to their places. MacGrigor’s gaze traveled over the sick in the great hall, his steel-gray eyes reflecting his worry and sorrow. Lia picked up the last of the vellum but kept her attention focused on the giant man before her.
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