Highlander Claimed. Juliette Miller
Чтение книги онлайн.

Читать онлайн книгу Highlander Claimed - Juliette Miller страница 19

Название: Highlander Claimed

Автор: Juliette Miller

Издательство: HarperCollins

Жанр: Зарубежные любовные романы

Серия:

isbn:

isbn:

СКАЧАТЬ him.

      “I’ve assisted the Ogilvie healer,” I said. “I’ve tended many wounds.” If the pretence was that I was Effie’s assistant, then I might as well make myself useful. And there was nothing I would rather have been doing in this moment in time—or any other—than tending to Wilkie Mackenzie’s needs.

      “You sewed me up like an expert,” he said. “Effie said she couldn’t have done it better herself. And that’s saying something—she doesn’t give praise lightly, especially when it comes to the healing skills of others.”

      I began to peel back his bandage, making sure not to open the wound.

      “Did you train to be a healer?” he asked.

      I told him some of the details of my history and my family, as I had explained to his brothers. He seemed shocked by my admission that not only I but also my mother had been recruited to be Ogilvie’s mistress, and that our status had been lowered because of her refusals.

      I looked up at him to find him watching me with an inscrutable expression. “You are surprisingly stoic considering the oppression you’ve endured,” he said. “I’m sure I would be more bitter had my family been treated thusly.”

      I considered this. “I harbor bitterness toward only one person. And he is not here, nor do I hope to ever meet with him again. I know that my parents would be pleased that I had avenged my mother’s plight in a small way, and escaped his clutches. I can make peace with that, and do my best to find a life for myself elsewhere.”

      Wilkie continued to watch me, and I detected in him, as I had in Kade, a sense that he respected not only my honesty, but also my point of view. It occurred to me that I had surprised these brothers, that they might not have expected me to admit to my bold and traitorous reactions to Ogilvie; I also got the sense that they felt my actions entirely justified. I didn’t feel as though I needed this assurance, but I was grateful for it nonetheless.

      Wilkie followed a line of thought, speaking it aloud. “’Tis true that Ogilvie is well known for his fondness for keeping numerous mistresses. So much so that he’s never taken a wife. Not a particularly stout plan for the future of the Ogilvie clan, if he produces no legitimate heirs.”

      “Nay,” I agreed, hoping to change the subject away from the man who had been all but my nemesis for several years. “Your wound is healing well, warrior.”

      It was. The edges of the cut were already beginning to knit together. I walked over to the basin and filled a bowl with the still-warm water. I used a clean cloth to wash the area around the wound, taking care to be gentle with him.

      “Your potent healing paste recipe may have saved my life, according to Effie,” Wilkie said. “That, along with your sewing skills.”

      “I could share the recipe with her if she’d like. I’ve made it often for Ismay.”

      “Write it down and she can add it to her book.”

      “I— Well, I don’t know how to write. But I can dictate it to her.”

      “Is that so?” he asked, and there was astonishment in his voice, and maybe a thread of pity. “Were you never taught to write, lass?”

      “Nay,” I said quietly.

      “Can you read?”

      “My mother started teaching me once, but there was too much other work to be done. We never had enough time for the lessons.”

      He touched a fingertip to my chin and tipped my face up to him. “Well, that, sweet Roses, is something we could remedy.”

      I couldn’t help smiling at him. “You’re going to teach me to read, warrior?”

      “Aye,” he said smugly, as though he’d found a new mission in life. “That I am.”

      I felt overjoyed at the thought of Wilkie teaching me, making an effort for me, and spending his time with me in any capacity at all. If his intention was to teach me to read: that would require time. My future, at least for the short term, might not be daunting and unknowable; it could be charmed, if Wilkie was near. “I would very much like that.”

      Конец ознакомительного фрагмента.

      Текст предоставлен ООО «ЛитРес».

      Прочитайте эту книгу целиком, купив полную легальную версию на ЛитРес.

      Безопасно оплатить книгу можно банковской картой Visa, MasterCard, Maestro, со счета мобильного телефона, с платежного терминала, в салоне МТС или Связной, через PayPal, WebMoney, Яндекс.Деньги, QIWI Кошелек, бонусными картами или другим удобным Вам способом.

/9j/4AAQSkZJRgABAgEAYABgAAD/4RNQRXhpZgAATU0AKgAAAAgABwESAAMAAAABAAEAAAEaAAUA AAABAAAAYgEbAAUAAAABAAAAagEoAAMAAAABAAIAAAExAAIAAAAUAAAAcgEyAAIAAAAUAAAAhodp AAQAAAABAAAAnAAAAMgAAABgAAAAAQAAAGAAAAABQWRvYmUgUGhvdG9zaG9wIDcuMAAyMDEyOjEx OjI5IDE5OjA1OjQwAAAAAAOgAQADAAAAAf//AACgAgAEAAAAAQAAAfqgAwAEAAAAAQAAAyAAAAAA AAAABgEDAAMAAAABAAYAAAEaAAUAAAABAAABFgEbAAUAAAABAAABHgEoAAMAAAABAAIAAAIBAAQA AAABAAABJgICAAQAAAABAAASIgAAAAAAAABIAAAAAQAAAEgAAAAB/9j/4AAQSkZJRgABAgEASABI AAD/7QAMQWRvYmVfQ00AAv/uAA5BZG9iZQBkgAAAAAH/2wCEAAwICAgJCAwJCQwRCwoLERUPDAwP FRgTExUTExgRDAwMDAwMEQwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwBDQsLDQ4NEA4OEBQO Dg4UFA4ODg4UEQwMDAwMEREMDAwMDAwRDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDAwMDP/AABEI AIAAUQMBIgACEQEDEQH/3QAEAAb/xAE/AAABBQEBAQEBAQAAAAAAAAADAAECBAUGBwgJCgsBAAEF AQEBAQEBAAAAAAAAAAEAAgMEBQYHCAkKCxAAAQQBAwIEAgUHBggFAwwzAQACEQMEIRIxBUFRYRMi cYEyBhSRobFCIyQVUsFiMzRygtFDByWSU/Dh8WNzNRaisoMmRJNUZEXCo3Q2F9JV4mXys4TD03Xj 80YnlKSFtJXE1OT0pbXF1eX1VmZ2hpamtsbW5vY3R1dnd4eXp7fH1+f3EQACAgECBAQDBAUGBwcG BTUBAAIRAyExEgRBUWFxIhMFMoGRFKGxQiPBUtHwMyRi4XKCkkNTFWNzNPElBhaisoMHJjXC0kST VKMXZEVVNnRl4vKzhMPTdePzRpSkhbSVxNTk9KW1xdXl9VZmdoaWprbG1ub2JzdHV2d3h5ent8f/ 2gAMAwEAAhEDEQA/ANXp/VWPaactw9VvFgGjm/yo/Ob/ACUD6057qujxhWgPyrRQbGmCxpBe/wDq b9vprI9UAcezkObwD/31Qy2WZbKq64c5r9zWEgEkNdoNyi037IiASHGxem25I3WFwY07ARrO392V 0GJ9TMHIo3/aXss/lAR9yl1Oi6kYuLhkVimkW2PeJ97/AH+5v0v81XelZPWcrAF1Ta68pjtsPaC3 YQfTv/tPaoZ5J7g0LbcYR2IstDo/TL+ndVvwbnbqxXuD2xBgtj2n+suirxwONU2Nh5D8sZGbsGQc cNIYIEixwe7/ADRUtGvHnjlSQyekElgyQ9ZpAzHlSONHOq06cOyRLdvmQi2YTiNRAAkwZ48E73Fn thwLKRwJAQL8cgRxHIPK1b8W9uoY4LMvre3UtgeKXGEHGWj9nSRYKSXGO6PbL//QpGqdR7XeRJny Jak0srdvta9rRqdhBBcwi2qdP5p9rGsua7/BqJ9Gn0LLIqYGizJrtG4vk/Qb6L6/T31/9cVNmNda 92RjucxgnaBo+DP0dv5tX7v+EVcE9ToujjkCCDq9F1Vnr4wyw8MFdLNjvpSHOI2z+dsUvq5kX00u Fj32VANY1oqc1oa3Rvu2O3e7c76a5rG6xe2h+Pke4TAHdse4R+8zctroOTbVVNeERZYNrbiSGwT8 feo5xIiQWzAgn6PY1ZjWutaWtstOjNx4H0v5v+0j1ZxaAfTa13Egx/Wj27lzfUK8nGuqurY5zfTB NjQ7aHy7f9AP2c/nKFXWLoBbFmvLv702M9AGGZqRt69uc7gkc+ZhSsynabYJ7x3XPU9WreAXVP3H kSNPv2qyMh97T9mre7TX2kEfJPu1thP1DqWyssq9t7j9KNwaP3h/LWFZl31O9Z9pdzNbyXBwOpbt U7ri8vr9zXNMOAa4GQfEsas/JcBIjafDg6/FLh03T7ng2P21i/8Acez/ADgksmR++fud/wCRSQ4Y /wAuJXuHwf/Rxuom3PyQGj0haZLTzH8r+U/85aWLRm4La7bawMfcGFxcHbgfb9D8xV8nNpuZUxjA bWO3W28a/R2Nb/39XrRZmY9VG62trf0lllLG2u2D6bm1Osre/wBH6b/T3qoSaArRtxiPq4XWcfHq 6ttxnbq3lzSJ1Dmktdouhwuo7w1plzamb7APEDwH8lqz/rJTTkfWGy7FcXmt4rtfoGk0sqbZYxo+ j+k9T2/6RAw8o1ZTmteWNscS9zY1HZqUhxRj4BUNCT3L6Dj5Y+xhkn1X/Ra2S4SN3DVidSHTs291 drvs+ZXAssqIE/ybW/Qd/X/nK/31Ww+pPwbt1Di4PEEzqPmsnqlezKfdTJrtJcR4F2rlEI670mUQ bsWHYp6d1I2tZj3vyqnabw5oj+Q/1S/b/WrWvT0DqNrmttaxug9z7BbA/eDX1+5Zn1cyzVtk6O0I XW73Go+nuM6gNME/1f8AhP3E+PCTU/wa+TDWsPscmz6sPa2LL2lxIDYa4Cf3W+ СКАЧАТЬ