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They had reported back to her that the place was empty except for a few servants, and when he’d spoken with them, they hadn’t received any word on who the new owner was. With her proof of ownership—she was determined that it was proof—she’d decided to move her household and what was left of her clan to Fife.

Surely no one would have inherited the place. MacDuff was not known for his hospitality, and as far as she knew, there was no family, except his daughter.

Her own home had been crumbling around her ears for years, with her father taking no interest in the place since her mother had died, and the Clearances making it hard to grow enough food to feed a family on land that was slowly being taken over for sheep farming.

Despite the fluttering in her stomach, she drew herself up. “I am Mistress Katie Stirling of Stirlingshire.”

He continued to study her. “And ye claim to own MacDuff castle?”

Her unease grew, but she forged ahead. “Aye. I dinnae ken how many times I need to say it to ye. Are ye daft?”

Evan’s eyes narrowed. “Nay, mistress. Not daft, just confused.”

Katie’s mouth dried up, and her breathing increased. “Confused how?” The words barely made it past her lips.

“Confused, lass, because I am the owner of MacDuff castle.”


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