A/N: Thanks goes to Sherry & Tiffany x x
Chapter 37
When Isabella was well enough, Edward moved her back to the castle. He also sent news to the village that he was looking for a wet nurse. Isabella of course wanted to feed their son herself, but Edward didn't want her to be his sole source of food. He knew most noble women chose not to feed their children at all because it was too taxing on their body and he naturally didn't want his wife to get sick.
The wet nurse came in the form of a young woman named Rosalie. She was a braw thing, with hair the colour of honey and blue eyes as deep as the sea. It was a shame a woman as braw as her was made a widow. Her husband had passed away from an unknown illness two months ago, leaving behind her and their six month old son, William. Rosalie had been struggling to make ends meet and had jumped at the chance to serve the Laird. Edward had moved her into the room above theirs. She and Isabella were fast becoming friends. In fact, all three women were.
"Edward told me he has set a date for your wedding," Isabella said, as she sat cradling a sleeping Rodric.
"Aye," Alice blushed. She was still embarrassed at the fact that her mistress had caught her in the most intimate positions. Of course, she wasn't pure before she gave herself to Jasper, but a lady like her mistress wouldn't understand that. She was just glad that both the Mistress and Rodric were well. The wee lad seemed to be thriving. He had an appetite like a true Scotsman.
Rosalie giggled. "Tell me again, how ye caught them," she said to Isabella. She found the story most amusing, but only because she knew it ended well.
Now it was Isabella's turn to blush. She didn't enjoy reliving the moment or the image of Jasper's arse that seemed embedded in her mind.
The girls burst into laughter.
"Ye ken I wouldn't mind getting caught n' an compromising position myself," Rosalie stated.
Isabella gasped in shock.
"Oh please," Rosalie said, rolling her eyes. "Ye hiv the Laird. Just imagine whit it's like tae learn the pleasures of love and then hiv them taken away from ye. There isnae a day goes by that I didnae miss ma husband."
Isabella patted her hand. "I'm sure you will meet someone when the time is right." At that moment, Emmett walked into the great hall. Isabella wondered if Emmett could be that someone. Would her matchmaking skills work again? There was nothing that would please her more than to see both the captain and her friend happy. After-all, everyone deserved to be happy. She certainly was.