Page 106 of Ruined By the Ruthless Highlander
Marian started, and Lachlan stepped back, his face hardening as he listened again for the sound.
“That’s nae normal,” he said, picking up his tunic from where she had dropped it on the floor.
He hurriedly put it back on as Marian fixed her hair, her cheeks flushing harder at the awkwardness of the situation.
He rushed toward the door, and she tensed.
“Wait!” Her voice rose slightly in panic. “Where are you going?”
She bit her lip at the obvious question, but he answered anyway.
“To check what has happened.”
Marian swallowed.
If these are invaders…
Her heart thumped as she watched him, realizing that she would not be able to bear it if he got hurt.
“Then I am coming with you,” she declared, following him into the corridor.
Lachlan did not argue. He led her quickly down the corridors in the other wing, where she’d never been before.
They stopped outside a door.
“Where—”
“Me chamber,” he said, pushing it open.
Marian’s breath caught.
His chamber.
She’d never been in a man’s private rooms before, and despite what they had just shared, she still felt hesitant to enter. But Lachlan was already crossing to the window, and curiosity pulled her forward.
“It has the best view of the courtyard,” he said.
Marian stepped up to him, close enough that their arms brushed. Her body tingled slightly at the brief contact as she looked out the window. But then, she saw who stood below.
Her eyes widened, and she let out a gasp. Her knees trembled slightly, and Lachlan immediately took her arm to steady her. He looked down at her, his eyebrows drawing together.
“Do ye ken who that is?” he asked, pointing at the impeccably dressed man who was speaking to Finn at the gate.
Marian nodded, swallowing. “Yes,” she said, her voice tight. “He is my uncle.”
CHAPTER THIRTY-SIX
Marian looked like she had seen a ghost.
“Lord Norton,” she breathed, the name slipping past her lips like a curse. “My mother’s brother.”
Her throat bobbed as she swallowed, and she swayed slightly on her feet.
Lachlan’s grip tightened on her arm. His eyes narrowed as he took in the look on her face, his eyebrows drawing together in concern.
“Are ye all right?” he asked.
Marian nodded, unable to find her words for a moment.
