A/N: Still feeling like shit, but trying my best to keep ahead of the updates. I will get to reviews etc as soon as I feel better xx
Thanks to Tiffany & Sherry x
Chapter 29
"Your wife!" the Baron stuttered. "Why I ought to have your head for this," he roared. "I paid good money for that woman and I mean to have her, even if I have to rip your seed from her belly."
The Baron's words were meant to anger Edward, even threaten him, but Edward was a trained warrior. He knew better than to think with his emotions. He flicked his wrist signalling his archers to take down one of the Baron's men. The arrow soared through the air, piercing the soldier to the Baron's left, through the neck, killing him instantly.
"I warned ye tae watch yer tongue when speaking about my wife," Edward said as he looked over the dead soldier on the ground. "Ah, willnae warn ye again."
"This is preposterous," The Baron shouted. "You can't just go around like savages, taking things that don't belong to you."
"This is the Highlands. We can da whatever the hell we want," Edward said, making his men laugh. "Ah suggest ye pack up your things and return tae England wae yer tail between yer legs, cause the only thing yer gonna find here is death."
The English soldiers drew their swords at Edward's words, but Edward didn't flinch. The Baron called them to hold. If he were a smart man, he would take Edward's offer and return to England and give up any illusions he had of having Isabella.
Edward knew it was a risk sending the English home. The Baron could easily return with more soldiers, but he also knew it was a risk slaughtering them all right here. More English were likely to come looking for them, but not only that it could be seen as an act of war to kill them on another clan's land.
He was also troubled by the fact that the Baron knew his name because he knew it hadn't been said in front of the English soldiers when they had rescued Isabella. So, that could only mean one thing, the Baron had an ally, here in the Highlands. Was it the Grahams? The English did seem rather comfortable on their land. When he had scouted them the day before they had just been on the border of Graham's land, they hadn't travelled far at all. And come to think o it, why weren't the Grahams trying to run them off their lands? Maybe his alliance with the Grahams wasn't so strong after-all. Had they betrayed him for the English scum?
Edward spat on the ground, the thought of betrayal left a nasty taste in his mouth.
"I have considered your words," the Baron said, drawing Edward from his thoughts. "And I can see we are outnumbered," he said, glancing up at the archers on the cliff. "We will return to England, with our tails between our legs as you so put it."
Edward nodded his head and motioned his men to back up, creating a space for the English to leave through. He didn't like it though. He could see the smugness in the Baron's eyes. He had something planned and he had no doubt it involved his new ally, but Edward had every intention of finding out who it was.
When they left, he sent Collin and three other men after them to spy on them, and report back any of their findings. While he planned on making a stop at the Graham's home, to find out just how comfortable they were with the English.