There Your Heart Will Be Also by Felicia Rogers Page A

said , she was surprised when he crushed her to his side and resumed walking. Then h is next words caused her mouth to fall open in a most undignified manner .
    â€œIn the moonlight ye are a vision of loveliness.”
    Pulling back, she gave him an incredulous look. “Why are you doing this?”
    â€œDoin’ what, lass?”
    â€œAttempting to court me. Trying to gain my favor. What is your motive?”
    â€œJust being friendly.”
    â€œI think you should leave.”
    â€œI don’t mind walking with ye.”
    â€œNay, I mean, leav e the keep.” With nimble fingers she held his jacket out to him. But Cedric wouldn’t take it.
    Shaking his head, he said, “I don’t think so.”
    â€œI’m afraid you must. Because I’m ordering you to do so.”
    â€œAnd by what authority do ye have to order me out of the Greenbriar keep?”
    Sarra hesitated. Cedric’s motivations for coming to Greenbriar weren’t yet clear. If he was given the identity of the true mistress of the keep , what would happen? D id she want to find out ? With another moment’s hesitation, she bow ed her head and answer ed , “None. I have no authority here . ”
    Focusing on the ground before her, Sarra felt a sudden lack of warmth . Cedric had left , taking his cloak with him .

Chapter Nine

    Cedric was disappointed. Stalking angrily around the rent ed room in Megean’s small home, he raked a hand through his hair. What was wrong with him? He was here for one purpose. To find the mistress of the keep and marry her , with or without her consent. The land was all that mattered. What had come over him? How had he allowed this infatuation to begin ?
    Sarra. She was like no other woman he’d met. This young lass was weaseling her way into mind, his thoughts , his heart .
    Upon seeing her in the garden with the knight, Cedric had snuck closer. He’d heard very little of the actual conversation. His thoughts and eyes were only for the vision before him. Part of him entertained the notion that perhaps Sarra could be his “m istress ” even after he was married. But nay, the lady wasn’t the type for such a thing. In truth, the thought of her being such was disgusting to him.
    Lying down upon the straw mattress and staring at the ceiling above, Cedric pulled a wrinkled parchment from his sporran. This piece of paper gave him the rights to Greenbriar. All of it. Everything. All he had to do was marry the lady of the keep.
    He should ask Megean who the lady of the keep was. Cedric wasn’t sure if he had been in the village long enough to be trusted. W ould she even answer his questions ? But if he asked and was given the answer , then his little trysts with Sarra would be over. There would be no more getting to know the lass. No more di nn ers. No more walks in the garden. Perhaps revealing his true identity could wait , at least a few more days.
    He balled his hand into a fist and shoved it under his head as he struggled to get comfortable. Aye, his mission could wait. He had nothing but time.
    Cedric woke bright and early. Trading in his breeks for his kilt , he headed to the lists . Cedric found several of the knights practicing their sword play. One pointed at him and asked, “How do you move like that?”
    Cedric raised an eyebrow. “I don’t understand ye r question.”
    â€œI meant, how do you work in a kilt? I’ve always wondered how the Scots are able to fight under such exposure. Your legs showing, no armor , and the like .”
    â€œ I alway s wondered how y e move in all the mail, meself. To move without i t i s quite simple. Ye just lift ye sword and sling it like ye do when y er wearing breeks.”
    â€œReally?”
    â€œAye, really.”
    The lad asked his friend , “Want to give it a try?”
    â€œIn a kilt?”
    â€œNay, let’s wear our breeks and take off our armor.”
    â€œ Gavin, Sir