Laird Innes relaxed at once, but simply said. “Nobles tup servants all the time. It rarely leads to murder.”
“Aye,” Geordie sighed. “But after tupping her, I was stupid enough to allow guilt to influence me into showing her a kindnessshe misconstrued.”
It was Aulay who explained. “Some time ago Katie and Geordie were mistaken for meself and me wife, Jetta, who does have darkhair like Katie,” he added heavily. “Because of that mistake, Katie was shot with an arrow while riding back to the keep withGeordie.”
When Aulay paused, Geordie picked up the thread of the explanation and said, “The lass has no family. Her mother was a maidhere who came to work at Buchanan when Katie was a wee bairn, and she died some years back. There was no one to tend to her,or even care really whether she lived or died.” He took a deep breath and added, “I felt guilty. She’d been injured becauseo’ me family. If I hadn’t stopped to take her up on me horse that day, she never would have taken the arrow. It did no’ seemfair, or right, so I . . . I stayed at her bedside until she recovered,” he finished unhappily.
James Innes raised his eyebrows. “That was a kindness on yer part.”
“Apparently, no’ as kind as ye’d think,” Geordie said dryly. “She misconstrued me actions and decided I must love her . . .and so did everyone else.”
“Even I thought he might have finer feelings for the maid,” Aulay admitted on a sigh. “I was waiting for him to approach meabout taking her as a bride if she recovered. When Katie was well along the path to healing and yet he did no’ do that, Ibrought the subject up with him.”
“And that’s when I realized what I’d done,” Geordie said grimly. “I stayed away from her after that, but she was near to healedby that point anyway, and was below stairs days later. She followed me around after that, giving me calf eyes, always thereto fill me mug ere it was even empty, bringing me food at every turn, and offering me herself at every opportunity. ’Twasa relief to get away and go help Conran with his brother-in-law, the MacLeod,” he admitted. “When I returned and heard she’dbeen seeing Simon while I was gone, I thought mayhap everything would settle down now.” Grimacing, he scrubbed his face withhis hands, and said, “I’m thinking now though that I was wrong.”
There was silence for a minute, and then Aulay said, “’Tis possible we’re wrong about this instead. She’s always been verypleasant to Dwyn in my presence.”
“Aye, she has in front o’ me too,” Geordie admitted. “And while Dwyn probably would no’ have said anything, I’m sure Una orAileen would have mentioned if any o’ the servants had been anything but pleasant to Dwyn. But,” he continued quickly whenAulay opened his mouth to speak, “Katie offered herself to me after the sup the night after I returned. ’Twas an hour or soere Dwyn stepped in the glass,” he added to make sure they knew which night. He’d returned in the middle of the night beforethe incident he was talking about. Now he said, “I refused, o’ course, but when I said I thought she was seeing Simon now,she shrugged and made it obvious that did no’ matter. She’d toss him over for me.” He allowed a moment for that to sink inand then pointed out, “Besides, ye said she claimed Simon fell off the horse behind her after being wounded and the mountspooked and fled.”
“Aye,” Aulay agreed, obviously not understanding what that had to do with anything.
“If she was seated in front o’ him, how was Simon gutted behind her by anyone but her?” he asked simply.
Aulay’s head went back as if Geordie had punched him. When it came back down his expression was cold. Nodding, he opened thedoor. “I’ll send Katie up with water.”
“Ye ken Simon wanted to marry Katie,” Rory said solemnly as the door closed behind Aulay.
Geordie turned to peer at his younger brother, amazed to realize he’d forgotten all about his even being in the room he’dbeen so quiet. “Nay, I did no’ ken that.”
“He told me that just yesterday,” Rory said sadly, and then asked, “What are ye going to do once Katie gets here?”
Geordie was silent for a moment, thinking that this was his fault. That he should have told Simon Katie wasn’t faithful andhad tried to get him to sleep with her. Perhaps he would have broken off with her. Perhaps he wouldn’t have ridden out withher today. Perhaps he’d still be alive and Dwyn would still be here rather than captured by a man who meant her nothing butharm.
Sighing, Geordie straightened his shoulders, and said, “I’m going to get her to admit what she’s done and tell me where Brodiehas Dwyn.”
Rory nodded and began to gather his medicinals. “We should leave, then.”
Baron Innes didn’t argue and Geordie soon found himself alone, waiting for someone he hoped like hell could tell him wherehis wife was. Because if he was wrong about this, he didn’t know how they’d find Dwyn.
“Surely ye do no’ expect me to believe that nonsense, lass? Ye’re no’ married to Geordie Buchanan. Ye canno’ be!”
Dwyn tore her gaze from Father Machar, who sat tied up in the corner of the tent, and turned to peer at Faolan Brodie. “Why?Because it disrupts yer plans to force me to marry ye?”
She watched the rage grow on the man’s face and braced herself to be hit, but he merely roared, “Nay! Because there’s beenno wedding! Katie made sure o’ it. The last thing she wanted was for you to marry Geordie Buchanan. She wants him for herself.’Tis why when he started paying ye too much attention she spread glass on the floor outside the garderobe, and why when thatdid no’ work she poisoned yer drink. It was all to keep ye away from Geordie.”
“Katie? The maid?” Dwyn asked with amazement.
“Aye, sweet wee Katie the maid,” Brodie said
