Page 48 of A Highlander's Vow

Megan bent at the waist and said in a soft, determined voice, “Laird Daniel Mackenzie is my laird.”

Sinclair waved her off and looked over at the lad who had brought her to the bushes and creek. “Take her away and tie her to one of those trees.”

The young warrior took her by the arm and walked her to a small tree. She sat and he said, “I need to get the cord to tie ye up with.” He started to walk away and turned back. “Doona run away.”

She had to smile at the lad. It was a good thing she had already decided that running away was dangerous. He soon returned and wrapped her with the cord, then walked off.

Megan went over in her mind what Anthony had said. So there was a dowry that Robert never received. That probably explained whyThe Gunn was so insistent in marrying her. He would get the dowry that was meant for Robert. What she couldn’t think of an explanation for was the question she’d asked herself many times over: Why was Anthony so anxious to marry her off to The Gunn? What was it in for him if The Gunn got the dowry? They could have had an agreement to split it. And another question was, if Anthony had the dowry, why hadn’t he spent it?

Once again her head started to pound, so she pushed all the unanswerable questions from her mind.

It was getting dark when another warrior carried food to her. It was a roasted animal of sorts. With the dimness it was hard to tell what it was. But being hungry, she didn’t care and ate the whole thing.