His Bonnie Bride
“Tavis had never liked the subterranean chambers of a keep. A glance at the grim faces of Iain, Sholto, Angus and Donald told him that they were none too fond of them either. Phelan, however, strode along with apparent calm, plainly at home within the labyrinth although they had barely quit the tunnel so there was still plenty of time to get thoroughly lost. Tavis wondered if he had been a fool to put his trust in a boy.
Donald was wondering much the same thing and he said, "I cannae like this. The lad could be leading us into a trap. He is a Sassanach after all." Tavis almost laughed at the indignant look on Phelan's small face. "I am Irish. For Uncle Roden I might lead ye into treachery an he dealt in it, which he does not, but not for the Sussex bitch." He paused as he thought he heard a noise. "I seek to free Storm afore their plans for her can reach fruition. Hark!" The sound of a door opening echoed clearly in the gloom. Dousing their light, the Scots and Phelan melted into the s...hadows, tucking themselves into a small, doorless chamber.MoreLess
Donald was wondering much the same thing and he said, "I cannae like this. The lad could be leading us into a trap. He is a Sassanach after all." Tavis almost laughed at the indignant look on Phelan's small face. "I am Irish. For Uncle Roden I might lead ye into treachery an he dealt in it, which he does not, but not for the Sussex bitch." He paused as he thought he heard a noise. "I seek to free Storm afore their plans for her can reach fruition. Hark!" The sound of a door opening echoed clearly in the gloom. Dousing their light, the Scots and Phelan melted into the s...hadows, tucking themselves into a small, doorless chamber.MoreLess
Guest 2 years ago
I would have given this book 10 out of 10 -If Tavis did not turn out to be a spineless unfaithful drunkard in the end.
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