To Avenge Her Highland Warrior (Highland Fae Chronicles Book 3) - Plot & Excerpts
She was out of time. War would be upon them in a few short days and the Viking would take Lorna far from here... and far from Logan. She curled a fist and fought the rising tingling in her hand. It would be so easy to jog his memory. Just a little sprinkle... She shook her head, settled on the wooden rafter high above the hall, propped her elbows on her knees and rested her chin in her hands. Below, servants slept on and the howl of a wolf far off breached the sounds of light snoring and shuffling feet outside. Logan’s restless footsteps created the greatest noise, the thud of his boots rhythmic yet antagonising, as if reminding her of the passing of time. Magic was not an option. Had she not learned her lesson already? A light touch here and there would have no effect, but something as great as returning someone’s memory? That would surely mess with fate and she would be forever trying to fix her mistakes. Her only option was to help Lorna escape.
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