The Highlander's Servant (Book One of the Highlander Possession Series)

Chapter Six

I like the face to the picture of Graham that I put. Ignore his body tone ;) for he should be much larger in bulky muscle

Kirstin awoke bright and early, meeting Alana in the foyer.

"Good morn'." She greeted Kirstin, who smiled back at her. As the two of them walked down the long dirt road, basket in hand, Alana said, "I see the laird has allowed ye to accompany me for now on."

"Aye, that is correct." Kirstin was beaming.

Alana observed Kirstin's reaction, and responded, "What exactly did the laird say? Yer smiling like a child and I canna think of any other reason for it but him."

"Naethin'." The small blonde replied, "In fact, I came upon his chambers at a bad time. He had a man by the neck, and I swear the man would have passed out from lack of breath if had I no' arrived." Kirstin wasn't about to mention the events that took place after her occurrence. In fact, she had hid the book beneath her mattress and was going to make time to read it later.

Alana raised an eyebrow at Kirstin, not believing her fully. She refrained from pushing the matter and getting an answer from the small blonde.

Then, Kirstin spoke up, "So, what about Ewan? He seems like a nice fellow, aye?" she teased the elderly woman who began to turn pink in the face.

"He is but a friend." Alana snapped lightly.

"Only a friend. Right." Kirstin hummed sarcastically, which made her receive a stern look from Alana.

The two women small-talked the rest of the way about various subjects. Upon entering town, Kirstin could not help but feel a heavy gaze on her back. She turned around but saw no one looking at her in particular, so Kirstin shook the eerie feeling off.

Alana came to a stop and turned around, grabbing Kirstin's hand and placing a few gold coins within her palm, "Ye go find some rosemary and I will get the yeast for baking."

"Aye." Kirstin nodded her head, and then the two women parted separate ways. Kirstin rubbed the coins in her hand, admiring the weight of each one as she walked down the road.

Just as before, Kirstin became aware of someone's watchful gaze. This time when she turned her head, she saw Graham from across the road. He was watching her intently, his green eyes penetrating her, making her all the more timid.

Kirstin turned away from him, but not before seeing the red-haired man walking towards her. She briskly walked away, not liking the way he was looking at her.

She had just made it to the tables where the herbs and spices were located. Kirstin did not get much further as a heavy hand was placed on her arm. She spun around at the sudden contact, knowing all too well who had stopped her.

"Why do ye run from me, Lass?" Graham's tone was rough, as he was eager to know why the young blonde feared him so.

"I did no' see ye. I apologize if I offended ye." She rushed a bit too quickly.

Graham's eyebrows furrowed and a frown made way to his lips, "Yer blue eyes met mine only mere moments ago and I saw the recognition on yer face."

Kirstin's frown matched that of his, "Mayhap I was only looking, and no' actually seeing."

The man laughed, his voice echoing among the nearby stands, "Ye lie much too well for yer age."

She gave a wry smile, noticing that he had caught her lie, and replied easily, "Mayhap that, too."

This only made Graham laugh once more, and Kirstin coward back a few steps.