MacDonald tried to comfort Anna that night, but she would have none of it. “They are not thinking,” she whispered in German. “Can"t you convince him this is madness?”
MacDonald smiled into the darkness and leaned down towards her. “Anna, my love, they wish to wed and to bed. Ye can see it in their eyes. Tis yere culture that says they must wed ere the latter.”
Anna put her lips together and turned over, offering a cold shoulder to MacDonald. He sighed and tried again.
“Anna, let me be yere counselor this eve. They are both set on this. The more we oppose a marriage, the more they twill insist. I dinna wish to lose our laddie. Let them wed and build their home here. They twill be close by. She has already surprised me with her stamina and insistence on staying out of the covenant. Most w
