Ghosts of Culloden Moor 03 - Jamie by L.L. Muir

Ghosts of Culloden Moor 03 - Jamie by L.L. Muir

Author:L.L. Muir [Muir, L.L.]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2015-07-24T07:00:00+00:00


CHAPTER TEN

Elspeth felt her mind stirring, but tried to ignore it. Waking meant pain, each and every time.

It wasn’t the flagstones beneath her that made her ache, of course. She was long past feeling anything so physical. There would be no ache in her bones, her head, or her belly.

No. It was only her heart, ethereal as it may be.

For two hundred and seventy years, she’d ached. And if she was very careful and allowed her mind to still, she could postpone the return of her woes for a day, maybe more.

It was a fact she was usually unaware how much actual time passed between wakings. She only knew the year because of things she overheard. Occasionally, a newspaper was discarded where she might glimpse the date. But for the most part, she was left to guess the season by the weather. And in a country like Scotland, it was impossible to tell.

She could wake one evening to the soft patter of rain. The next, she would find lazy snowflakes floating to the ground. But had those two days been one after the other? Or had they been different seasons? Month’s apart, or years?

She closed her eyes tighter against the stones. If she could simply slip into nothingness for a few days, Jamie Houston would be gone and her shadow life would resume. Painful, but not insufferable.

For it was, in truth, agonizing to see the man’s face.

She groaned inwardly. The thought of Jamie Houston was enough to keep her from her respite. His image made her fear she might never find that temporary rest again.

With a sigh, she sat up. Absently, she willed away the ghost of blood on her nightclothes, as she always had upon rousing. But her next worry was not so habitual—she wondered what her hair looked like.

Heaven and angels help her, she wanted to look presentable in case she saw Jamie again! What nonsense! Why would it matter? It wasn’t as if Ian was coming for her anytime soon.

Jamie had been foolish to claim it would never happen, but she knew better. She’d seen the gesture from afar. She’d read the heartfelt pledge as surely as if he’d written it in his own blood. No mistake.

And then…after her untimely death, the years mattered not at all. Ian would still come for her. Even if he was nothing more than spirit when he did so, he would come. He would remember that promise, no matter if a wife and children had occupied the rest of his mortal time, no matter if his bones were buried in a distant country. He would remember, and he would come.

And she was determined to be there, on her tower, when he arrived.

He would see for himself that she’d kept her unspoken promise as well. In his eyes, it would appear as if she hadn’t moved an inch since last he’d seen her. He would hurry to her side, and they would touch their hands together, just as she’d imagined thousands of times.



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