Lady's Choice
Chapter One
Glenelg, the Scottish Highlands, April 14, 1380
Where is Sir Hugo?" nineteen-year-old Lady Sorcha Macleod
demanded impatiently. She cradled a profusion of flowers in her arms as she
gazed down the steep hill at the sparkling water of the Sound of Sleat, the
deep sea-lane flowing between Glenelg, on the mainland, and the Isle of Skye.
Her younger sister, Lady Sidony, bending to pick some yellow celandine for
their collection, said over her shoulder, "You cannot know that Sir Hugo
even received your message. The messengers have not all returned. And, even if
he did, you cannot know he will come for her or come in a boat if he does. He
could easily ride from Lothian or come from somewhere else. He may even be in
Caithness."
"Faith, Sidony, I don't care how the man arrives, just so he
does," Sorcha said impatiently. "If he does not show his face soon,
he will be too late."
"It is too bad the Lord of the Isles had to die when he did,"
Sidony said as she arose and added her flowers to Sorcha's. "Adela
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