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“About what?” Morag’s thoughts had drifted and she found it hard to focus on what she was doing. First, she could think of naught else but Bedivere, and then she started thinking about her visit with Mazelina.
“I think Lord Henry from Devon is a good candidate, as well as Baron Oxford from Suffolk. Don’t you?”
“What about Sir Bedivere?” asked Morag. “Or mayhap my uncles or even my faither?”
“Of course, they are also good choices, too. But until I speak with them, I can’t consider them. After all, your father and uncles have yet to arrive. For all I know, they are not interested at all.”
“They’ll be here soon,” Morag assured her, not really knowing if they’d show up. Right now, Morag wished for Fia or her cousins to be there so she could tell them about her betrothal to Bedivere. She supposed she could go back and talk to Mazelina, but the old woman confused Morag. After their last two meetings, Morag had left the secret garden feeling like she was in a daze.
“Is something bothering you, my dear?” Lady Ernestine applauded for the two men who had just finished jousting. Morag clapped as well, but her heart wasn’t in it.
“Aye,” admitted Morag. “Somethin’ is botherin’ me. Lady Ernestine, do ye think Sir Bedivere would make a good husband for me?”
The woman laughed. “I thought you already had decided he would. If not, why did you two get betrothed? Was it for alliances?”
“I suppose I acted hastily, and I canna say it was for alliances since I dinna even ken where he lives or anythin’ about his personal life.”
“Then you need to find out these things before it is too late,” suggested the woman.
“How?” asked Morag. “I feel as if I need my sister and cousins to tell me what to do. I wrote and sent a missive to my cousin, Willow, asking for advice.”
“Now, Morag,” said Lady Ernestine, laying her hand atop Morag’s. “You don’t need your sister or cousins to tell you how you feel about a man. But if you want to get to know him better, you will need time alone with him. After all, I have kept you very busy lately and, for that, I am sorry.”
“No need to apologize. I am happy to be here although I’m no’ sure I have been much help.”
“Go to him,” said the woman with caring in her eyes. “Spend time with him and then you will know if he is the one for you or not.”
“Thank ye, Lady Ernestine.” Morag got up to leave. “I value yer guidance, as I dinna seem able to look into a person’s heart the way ye were able to do with the earl.”
“My husband was a gruff man at times, but we had a good marriage.”
“What makes a guid marriage?” asked Morag curiously.
The woman thought for a minute and then held up a finger. “I would have to say honesty is one of the biggest things that will make or break a marriage. If there is not open communication between a husband and wife, then there will never be trust between you. And without trust, there will never be true love.”
