“Aye, go on. She has been asking fer ye and Elspeth. I will stay here and send fer ye immediately if there is a change. Now go, and dinna upset yer sister.”
Logan bent to the bed and Elspeth’s ear. He told her he would return in a few moments. “I love ye,” he made sure to tell her, and then left the room.
When he reached the door to May’s rooms, he knocked and then stepped inside. There was no one in the front sitting room, but her bedroom door was ajar, and a man’s laughter filled the air. His father.
Logan pushed open the bedroom door and stepped inside.
His sister sat propped up on her bed. Her cheeks were rosy, as they almost always were, and her eyes were wide and their usual vivid blue. Only her hair gave away any sign of her illness. Her curls were limp and lifeless.
When she saw him, she gave him a wide smile. Their father chuckled as Logan ran to her bedside. “She has been waitin’ fer ye, Logan.”
“I fell asleep.” He set his smile on May and then moved closer and bent to kiss her head. “How do ye feel, Mayfly?”
“Perfectly well! I keep trying to tell Papa, but—”
“Of course, ye’re no’ perfectly well,” Logan interrupted her, then turned to their father. “Dinna tell me she is already tryin’ to leave her bed.”
“She is,” the lochiel verified.
“Only because I want to see Elspeth,” May’s gaze on them both went scalding hot.
“She is still unresponsive,” Logan let her know. “The moment that changes, I will come and bring ye to her.”
“What do ye mean, bring me?” she argued. “I can go myself.”
“Nae, ye canna,” both her father and brother said at the same time.
“Och, Logan,” his sister scolded, “ye havena been here in so long, I fergot how much like Papa ye are.”
Logan smiled at her. “Then ye are doubly blessed!”
She brooded at him for a moment but then, she smiled back. “Logan, did ye see the ribbon in Elspeth’s hair?”
He thought of it and his smile warmed. “Aye, I saw it.”
“I gave it to her,” May told him happily. “I gave her all of them. I was going to give her the brush that matches the mirror and comb set, but I thought such a costly gift should come from her husband, so I gave her the ribbons.”
“Ye have my thanks, but I would prefer ye didna make bargains with Elspeth.”
“Och, but I didna,” she told him. “She made me that beautiful arisaid and matching skirts. She said she didna want to make any bargains, so we made them gifts.”
“Ye approve of her then?” he asked lovingly.
“If I said nae, what would ye do since ye’re already wed?”
“Will ye say nae, then?”
She laughed softly and shook her head. “I like her plenty.”
“I will tell her ye said it,” he promised.
He sat with her and his father until his aching heart would let him sit no more. He hurried back to his rooms and practically burst into his bedchamber, hoping his mother had good news.
She didn’t.
“I’m certain ’tis only a matter of time, Logan,” she tried to soothe him.
“Of course,” he made himself smile. As long as he didn’t look at Elspeth, he could do it. “May is her usual self.”
