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“Thank ye, Me Laird,” Crane replied in a small voice before resuming his breakfast.
Astrid busied herself with breakfast too while Flynn ate in silence as he heard those around him conversing about everyday things. He knew he could have contributed a word or two, but his mind was solely occupied with thoughts of the woman who was sitting right beside him. He knew he wished to kiss her again, even more so after last night. Although, he had bigger issues at hand. One thing he wished for was to make sure Astrid felt at home at the MacKie castle.
He had promised Laird O’Donnely that he would take care of his daughter, and while Astrid did look quite at ease here, he needed to make sure she had everything she wished for. He wanted her to be content and happy.
The very feelings were rather strange for Flynn, since he had never experienced such intense passion for anyone in the past. What he felt towards Astrid was both intriguing and confusing for him, but he refused to shy away from it.
“Billy?” Flynn turned towards his man at arms, who was almost done with breakfast too.
“Yes, Me Laird?”
“I need a word with ye after this,” Flynn said, knowing he sounded serious.
“Is everythin’ all right?” Laila asked, worry creeping into her tone.
“Everythin’ is excellent, Grandmother. Ye need nae worry. How do ye feel now? After last night?” Flynn asked, sneaking a look at Astrid, who was smiling playfully.
His grandmother’s expression turned to confusion for a few seconds before she finally realized he was referring to the charade she had pulled last night. “Oh, yes, I rested the entire night, so I feel much better.”
“What happened?” Billy asked, looking up and staring at Laila.
“Oh, nothing. I just ate too much and had a heavy chest, I think. I am much better now,” Laila replied quickly, making sure no one made a big deal out of it.
“I am glad. Ye must rest today as well,” Flynn said, making sure he sounded concerned.
“Nay, nay resting for us today. I promised Astrid I would show her the castle, since ye apparently are too busy to do so. Hence, the responsibility falls on my shoulders,” she said, making sure to point out to Flynn how he had refused to show Astrid the castle.
Laila quite enjoyed scolding him for the tiniest of things, but Flynn knew she did it all out of love.
“I hope ye enjoy yer day then,” he said as he shifted his gaze to look at Astrid, “ye and Astrid both.”
“I am certain we will,” Astrid replied softly.
Flynn nodded at her before standing up from his chair and nodding at Billy, who followed after him. The two men walked straight towards Flynn’s study, which was a room no one else had access to. The Laird valued his private space immensely and was rather particular about who was allowed to enter.
Darkness greeted him as he walked inside the study, but soon enough, his gaze became accustomed to the dim light. He quickly moved towards the windows and pulled away the curtains to allow sunlight to enter the dark room. The massive desk at the center of the room shone as sunlight filtered inside and fell all over it, illuminating it grandly.
The place was simple and sparsely furnished except for a thick carpet, a table, chairs, sofas and shelves lined with books.
“So, is something the matter, Me Laird?” Billy asked as soon as Flynn took his position behind the table.
“Naething is wrong, Billy. I just want ye to make sure Astrid is safe at all times,” Flynn began, wondering what it was that he truly wanted,
“I can do that,” Billy assured him, but Flynn knew it wasn’t enough.
“I also wish for ye to take care of all of Astrid’s needs. Make sure she must want for nothing, and do everything she asks. If she wants a tour of the castle, give it. If she wants to look at the clan grounds or the mountains around, make sure it is arranged. I need her to be comfortable and well taken care of at all times.”
Flynn knew it might have sounded absurd to Billy, for he had never before made such a request on anyone’s behalf.
Although, he did not care. He knew if there was someone who would never question his moves, it was Billy. The man knew Flynn inside out, and they had no secrets between them.
“It will be done, Me Laird. Anything else?”
“Nay,” Flynn replied, just as he remembered something and stopped Billy again. “Billy, wait.”
“Yes?”
“Did ye think of something? As I asked ye?”
