The Magic Ring of Brodgar. Кейтлин Эмилия Новак

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СКАЧАТЬ is one of the main traits of your character,” he smirked. “Let's go, I'll walk you back.”

      They walked slowly towards her home, enjoying each other's company. It had completely darkened. The moon was entirely hidden behind the clouds. Without getting too close to the castle, Derek embraced Megan, kissed her goodbye, and wished her a good night. She expected him to suggest meeting again or to set a date, but he remained silent. Apparently, he was the type of man who decided when and where the next meeting would occur before letting others know. Discussions and agreements were not his style.

      “Good night, Derek,” said the girl, and walked away without looking back.

      Closing the door behind her, she stole a quick glance at the spot where they had just said goodbye, but he was no longer there.

      “Megan! We were looking for you, where did you go? I was so worried. We couldn't find you among the people at the celebration, so we thought you had returned home before us, but imagine our horror when we didn't find you here either.”

      “Sorry, Glenn. I met a young man, we got to talking, and I lost track of time.”

      “Well, that’s a pretty good reason,” Glenn said approvingly.

      “What time is it?”

      “Past one in the morning.”

      “Oh, that’s late indeed.”

      “It's okay, don't worry. I'll go calm Warren down. He went up to our room for his jacket and was about to go out looking for you.”

      “Megan! Thank God you're back!” her cousin was already descending the staircase.

      “I’m sorry; I really didn’t mean to worry you.”

      “Everything’s fine. The main thing is you’re home and you’re safe. Now we can all sleep in peace.”

      All three went upstairs and dispersed to their rooms. Megan was happy. She remembered Derek; his handsome face, his kisses, and realized that she didn't want to leave for London anymore. A light, dreamy smile appeared on her lips as she went to bed, full of anticipation for their future meetings. That night, the girl slept soundly and sweetly, without any dreams.

* * *

      In the morning, Megan invited Gregor to Malcolm's office to discuss some points about the documents he had handed over to her a few days ago. The manager meticulously answered Megan’s questions and helped her analyze all aspects of the work. Pleased with the results of their brief meeting, she let him go.

      Now that I have studied all the information, it's time to make a decision, she thought. There seemed to be only one decision to make – appoint Warren as the head of the factory, leave him in charge of Castle Mal, and head back to London. The castle, in any case, needed to stay in reliable hands. Someone had to live in it to prevent it from falling into disrepair. But Megan had no desire to leave at the moment; after all, Derek had come into her life. She pondered for a long time on what to do. The family meeting was scheduled in three days, and she would have to announce her decision. First of all, it was necessary to talk to Warren, offer him management responsibility with a fifty-fifty profit split. She had no desire to manage the work personally, as the restaurant business required her full commitment.

      She could stay a few more weeks at Castle Mal to see how events would unfold. Extending her stay in her historical homeland would not be too bad. The only thing left was to make arrangements with her cousin. Leaving the office, she went down to the hall.

      “Glenn, do you know where Warren is?”

      “He left for the distillery this morning.”

      “Did he say what time he’d be back?”

      “No, he always returns at different times. If I see him before you do, I'll definitely tell him you were looking for him.”

      “Thank you.”

      “I hope you had a successful introduction yesterday. Warren and I wanted to introduce you to our friends. If you're interested, we can arrange, for example, a friendly lunch or dinner in the coming days.”

      “Why not? Meeting new people is always useful. Yesterday's rendezvous was quite ordinary, nothing special,” said Megan, feigning indifference. She didn’t like discussing her personal life, so she decided not to mention anything about Derek just yet. There was still nothing between them, and perhaps there never will be.

      “Glenn, if you're not busy right now, shall we go for a walk? I'd like to bring some heather back to my room.”

      “I'd love to join you. Just let me grab my wrap. It's always chilly with the sea breeze.”

      For the next two hours, Megan and Glenn strolled along the beach and through the heather fields. They got to know each other better, chatting non-stop and discovering their differences. Megan was reserved and usually only talked about what she considered safe. She could carry any conversation, but skillfully changed the subject when necessary, so her interlocutor could hardly notice the shift. She only superficially touched on personal matters. Glenn was much more sociable. Always ready to share her thoughts, experiences, and hopes – she never seemed gossipy or pushy. She had a fine sense of when someone didn't want to talk about something and tactfully changed the subject. She was interested in everything around her and listened to her company with joy and attention. Megan felt easy and calm with Glenn.

      When they returned to the castle, Warren was already waiting for them.

      "There you are! I was wondering where you had disappeared to.”

      “Megan wanted to pick some heather, and I decided to keep her company.”

      “Warren, I was looking for you earlier today. I’d like to discuss some important matters,” Megan got straight to the point.

      “Sure, whenever it's convenient for you.”

      “If you’re free now, then I'm ready.”

      “Then let's go to Malcolm's office,” the cousin suggested.

      It took them about an hour to discuss all the details. Warren was receptive to the idea of staying in the castle and taking over the management of the distillery. He thought it was the best solution to the problem.

      “I think I'll stay here a bit longer. A few weeks of vacation will do me good. I've enjoyed the peaceful, measured life here, unlike London, where every day is just hustle and bustle,” Megan said.

      “Excellent news! Glenn and I would be delighted. The more frequent and longer your visits, the better. Glenn is so happy with your friendship. She missed that. She has become very attached to you.”

      “Thank you, Warren, I'm also very glad that we became friends. By the way, I think it's time to eat something.”

      They went downstairs, where Glenn was eagerly waiting for them.

      “It's so good you came, I'm so hungry. I thought if you didn't come in ten minutes, I'd start dinner without you,” she said, neatly folding the wrapper from a candy she just ate.

      “What's with you today? Where does this appetite come from?” Warren asked.

      “I burned hundreds of calories today! Your cousin and I walked many miles. I probably broke my weekly record in one day,” Glenn laughed.

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