A/N: Tiff n Shiff rock, as do all of you xx
Chapter 39
"My Laird," Isabella said as she reached out and took her husband's hand. She hoped the use of his title would make him more willing to hear what she had to say. ""May I speak to you privately for a moment?"
Edward was about to tell his wife he had more pressing matters to attend to, but one look at Isabella's face and he could not deny her request. He could see whatever she had to say to him was important, to her at least. He took her hand and led her to his weapon room. Where he turned to face her, waiting not so patiently to hear what she had to say.
Isabella glanced nervously around at the various swords and axes on the wall. This room made her incredibly uncomfortable. She didn't understand why anyone would want such barbaric weapons stored in the room before their sleeping chambers, but then there was a lot about her husband that she didn't understand.
"Ye wished tae speak tae me?" Edward said, annoyed by his wife's lack of concentration.
Isabella nodded, realising that her husband was becoming irritated by her stalling. "You believe the housekeeper to be my assailant, do you not?"
"Aye," Edward nodded, wondering where this conversation was going. "She bears the mark ye described."
"I saw the cut," Isabella agreed. "But may I suggest that the mark is on the wrong arm and not nearly as deep as it should be. Also, Tiffany isn't as tall as my attacker."
"Are ye sure?" Edward asked suspiciously, wondering if his wife was telling the truth or spinning a tale to save the housekeeper.
Isabella nodded. "I would not lie to you, husband. I mean, I know I have in the past, but now that we are married, I promise to always tell you the truth."
Edward caught her chin and tilted her head to look at him. He stared deep into her eyes, looking for any signs that she was lying, but he could see none. "Ye hae better be telling me the truth. If I find oot ye are lying."
"I am not. I swear."
"Very well, I will hae the woman released n order ma men tae keep searching."
Isabella curtsied, pleased that her husband had listened to her. "Thank you."
Edward led his wife back into the main hall, and ordered his men to release the housekeeper. His men did not seem overly pleased with the command, especially when Edward instructed them to keep looking, but Edward did not care. His only concern was finding the idiot who had dared to threaten his wife. He couldn't bear to think what would have happened to her if she hadn't been carrying a knife.