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The door closed behind the five of them and Taran served whisky to everyone.
As he tasted it, Lachlan commented. “This one is not bad, either.”
Nodding his thanks, Taran’s attention encompassed the visitors.
“So…” He prompted after a hearty swig.
Drostan clasped hands behind his back. “We heard about an… incident.”
“A mis— “ Aileen began, but Taran interrupted her.
“The renegade pawed my wife.” He asserted before the buidseach said it had been a misunderstanding for his sake.
Lachlan tried to hide an amused smile. Seemingly, Taran did not stand alone in his opinion of their cousin.
“Alistair is too far gone in English ways to paw anyone.” Fingal protested.
“It can be taken as a breach of peace between clans.” Drostan stated.
“No, it cannot.” Insisted Taran. “I defended her honour.”
“In an apple bobbing game?” Lachlan came.
The renegade told the tale minutely.
“You brutes are not breaking the alliance over this, are you?” Aileen did not disguise her indignation.
If they did, she would be cut off her family because of him.
“It is not our intention.” Drostan answered.
“But the incident became notorious.” Fingal informed. “Even the McPhersons came to inquire about it.”
This gave Taran pau
se. That his deceased wife’s clan were nosing in showed the thing might become serious.
Freya had also been a McPherson, which entangled clan politics even more.
“I will make a public apology.” Taran proposed.
Aileen’s mahogany gaze snapped on him. “No, you do not need— ”
“Let us settle a meeting between our two clans and I will do it.” Taran continued, interrupting her.
The mistake had been his and he would not risk her happiness for it.
Drostan looked at his brother-in-law with no small amount of admiration. “Do you mean it?”
“I do.” The McDougal answered firmly, stare set on The McKendrick.
“Will anyone listen?” Aileen asked emphatic.
“Not this time, buidseach.” Taran expressed with consideration.
“Buidseach?” Lachlan laughed.
“It suits her.” Fingal agreed smiling.
