Chapter Five
The singing drew her down the hallway. She felt an intense urge to know if they were right. She wanted to know if what they were hearing was really the Laird of Claymore Castle singing in his private quarters. There was no logical explanation as to why she wanted to know, she simply did. And despite Bridget's frantic whispers of warning, Tawnyetta couldn't stop. She stepped out of the sitting room into a hallway that led deeper into the living quarters. The singing grew louder.
It was definitely a man's voice. A man singing joyfully. A man singing off key. As she drew closer she could hear that the singing was accompanied by the sound of music playing. He must be singing along. A man who sang so boldly out of tune would probably not be too furious if he found two women wande
