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“Yes.”

“Ye must nae worry about such things, darling,” he replied, “we will find out who it is and deal with the matter.”

“It was Eric, wasnae it?” she asked, unable to hide the concern on her face. She knew if it were Eric, she would continue to blame herself for asking Christian to spare his life. It had all happened because of her.

“I have other enemies too, me darling,” Christian laughed, “yer future husband is a very hated man.”

“Nae anymore,” she said, running her hand over his face affectionately, “several lairds have presented their support to ye.”

“They have,” he said, “and most of it is yer doing.”

Keira was taken aback by the sudden compliment since she had truly done nothing. It was Christian who had invited them all and had been hoping to work for an alliance between his clan and theirs. It had all been his idea, and she admired his thinking and the ability to put those thoughts into action. He had successfully achieved exactly what he had wished to.

“I did nothing,” she said with a shrug, just as Christian picked her up in arms. Keira squealed but held onto him. “What are ye doing?”

He softly kissed her forehead before taking her towards the bed, softly placing her on it as he slid in beside her as well. Keira turned to look at him, admiring again his strong features, still waiting for his answer. Would she ever get used to how handsome and strong and kind he was?

“Ye stood beside me just as me lady should have, Keira. Ye were charming and brilliant, and everyone was in awe of ye. When I got angry with that laird, ye handled the matter with ease and made sure nay one felt uncomfortable. If there was someone who truly was perfect in every measure tonight, it was ye,” he smiled at her.

“Ye flatter me, me laird.”

“I only tell the truth, me lady,” Christian replied. Keira hugged him even closer, her head resting on his chest. She was still wearing the gown she had worn at the feast, but she did not even care about destroying it. If she was close to Christian, everything seemed well.

“But I am still worried, Christian,” she said, looking up into his eyes. She knew he could sense how tense he was.

“About the arrow?”

“Yes. I do nae understand who would dare to threaten ye knowing yer reputation, and my heart keeps on telling me it could be nay one but Eric,” she confessed, truly concerned.

“Even if it is Eric, I will deal with him,” Christian said, stroking her hair, “Ye ken me and my army. We are warriors, Keira, and if someone dares to harm us, we ken how to crush them. Hence, whoever was dumb enough to attack me, will suffer.”

“If it is Eric, I will nae be able to forgive myself for asking ye to nae kill him when there was still time,” she said, her voice breaking.

“My darling, ye must remember that ye asked me to spare Eric because of the goodness of yer heart, and if it is him, ye are nae to blame at all. Do ye understand me?” he stressed, looking straight into her eyes intently.

“I do,” she nodded, even though her heart was quite heavy still.

“Although, ye must promise me something?”

“Anything,” she said.

“Ye will continue with yer fighting practice and yer sword fighting as well as riding. I ken I have promised ye to always protect ye against anyone who hurts ye, especially Eric, but I need ye to be able to protect yerself as well. Ye are strong, Keira, and I ken that ye can make yerself stronger. Do ye promise?”

“Of course, Christian,” she smiled, “I started the practice to feel stronger in the face of anyone that might wish to hurt me, and I will continue it.”

“And it will all end well for ye, I am certain,” he assured her, and Keira nodded. She knew Christian cared for her immensely and only wanted her to get stronger.

If it was truly Eric who had threatened Christian tonight, the night of their betrothal feast, she was certain he would try to attack them again. He would try to enter their lives again. Keira knew she needed to make sure she was prepared if he somehow tried to hurt her again.

Eric had been wounded, his pride had been hurt, and it was only natural that he would continue to harbor a desire for revenge. She knew he was a petty man and always thought about his best interests without caring for those around him. Hence, Keira was almost positive that the threat was his doing, and she was slightly scared of what he might do next.

CHAPTER17

“Ye are absolutelycertain nay one saw ye?” Eric asked Brian, his man at arms. Brian had just returned from the MacPherson castle after doing Eric’s bidding since he had wished to threaten Christian.

“Yes, me laird,” Brian confirmed, “nay one saw me. The arrow reached the Laird MacPherson, and I escaped from his garden almost immediately. It was dark, and hence my job was easier.”

“Excellent,” Eric replied and nodded at him, signaling him to leave. His job was done now.

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