Beloved Imposter
“He did not say that he had forced it from her just moments earlier. “Did you know about it?”
Anger jumped into the Campbell’s eyes. Until that moment, any emotion had been held well in check.
“You did not object to sacrificing her?” Rory said contemptuously.
“I did not know. I think—” He stopped suddenly, as if realizing he was being baited into saying things he did not intend to say.
“And if you had known?” Rory bored.
He had to know more about James Campbell before he ventured further.
“I would have found a way to prevent it.”
“Even at the risk of committing treason?”
The silence was broken only by a knock on the door. Rory strode over to it and took a tray laden with fruit, cheese, bread, and a roasted chicken. It smelled far better than anything that had come from the kitchen since he’d arrived. There were also two goblets.
He ignored the frown on the face of the clansman delivering it.
He took the tray to the table, poured wine into both goblets, and handed one over to the Campbell.
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