Return of the Rogue
Chapter One
Northern Scotland, late 1500s
She twirled in circles, her skinny little arms stretched out from her sides and a broad smile on her thin face. She would twirl and twirl and when she stopped, her head still spinning, the barren moor would magically dance in front of her eyes.
She laughed with glee and clapped her small hands until the dancing stopped, then went in search of wildflowers. The yellow ones were nice, but the violet ones were her favorite. The pretty color matched her eyes, or so her mum told her when they picked flowers together.
A frown suddenly captured her face. She wished her mum were with her today but she had too much work to do. Though her stepfather, Calum Tannach, expected her to help her mum, her mum would often chase her off to have fun, joining her now and again when she was certain Calum wouldn't learn of it.
Today her mum had shooed her off, telling her to have a day of fun since it was a special day. It was her birthday. She was eight years old today.
A smile quickly reclaimed her thin face. Her mum wouldn't want her ... read full excerpt from Return of the Rogue ebook
