After raising six sons, having a lass around will be quite a pleasure. I prayed for a daughter, but the Almighty blessed me with lads.” Maeve prattled on cheerfully as she led Fallon down a narrow hall. She halted before a large oak door and slid the key into the lock. “The room is not grand, but the mattress is stuffed with fresh straw, and there is a brazier to take off the morning chill.” Maeve lit several tallow candles, brightening their surroundings. Fresh rushes covered the floor and a bouquet of heather occupied the center of a small wooden table. Fallon inhaled deeply. The sweet floral fragrance reminded her of the lowland moors outside the walls of Laird Scott’s castle. Many a day she’d wandered those fields, picking the delicate blossoms and other assorted wild flowers to use in her healing potions or to scent her bathwater. She missed her life at Buccleuch. Laird and Lady Scott had accepted her into their home and always made her feel welcome. Now that the last of her family were gone, mayhap she’d return to their stronghold and resume her duties as the clan healer.
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