But that woman was not Emma.
Per my instructions, Hilda was to share her maid with Emma until we could hire one for her. She was to be ready to be introduced to the warriors at breakfast. Word would spread quickly throughout the village, but I wanted to keep Emma in the castle until we could curb that pretty poisonous little mouth of hers.
The sun rose over the horizon. I returned my weapons and joined the dining hall. After breakfast was served, the men waited for me to begin, but I waited. I clenched my muscles. What if the damned woman did not show?
Finally, the doors opened, and she walked in. She’d been pretty yesterday, but today, with her hair piled on top of her head and dressed in the clan plaid, she was a vision. Silence fell over the hall, and as I stood, so did the men.
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