Highland Sacrifice (Highland Wars Book 2) - Plot & Excerpts
Ceana crawled, sobbing, to her bed. She gripped the post tight enough to make her knuckles white as she pulled herself up onto the mattress. Flashes of childhood memories assaulted her. A windy day, and her mother chasing her through the courtyard, the both of them laughing. Warm summer sun kissing their skin as they rode horses through heather-filled fields. Her mother pointing out the rainbow coming through an icicle. Mother stroking her forehead when she was sick. Mother sweating and working as hard as any laborer in the fields of their land—always with a smile. She should have guessed about Beatrice, but in her naïve mind, she’d hoped the two of them had been friends. “I knew your mother.” Beatrice had said it one day during the games. Her words had shocked Ceana almost as much as the woman’s kindness in seeing her given a bath and clothed after a fight in the mud with another entrant. “She, too, liked to be called the Bitch of MacRae.
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