“Duncan MacLaren, how dare you treat my guest in this way?”
Could anything else go awry? Both girls were missing, Esmeraude had chosen again to be defiant, there was only simple fare this night and thin ale to be had. Eglantine was embarrassed enough that Burke might find her hospitality lacking.
And that without Duncan blackening the man’s eye.
Though Burke seemed to take the incident with his usual grace, Eglantine was not so inclined to let it pass without comment.
“How dare you?” she demanded of Duncan, who merely glowered at her. “How could you greet a guest with your fist?”
“How could he come to court you with another woman’s ring upon his hand?” Duncan demanded hotly. “What of the insult to you? If you imagine, Eglantine, that I shall stand aside while another man of Theobald’s
