MYLES PACED INSIDE the great hall.

MYLES PACED INSIDE the great hall. His wife had been with King James for far too long. And in the garden, no less. He was probably pressing her up against a tree at this very moment, trying to steal a kiss. James had no boundaries when it came to other men’s wives. He collected them like a boy collected pretty stones, admiring them, then slipping them into his pocket to be forgotten.
Myles turned and paced in the other direction. Fiona did not deserve such treatment. She was ignorant of courtly culture and its licentious ways. He should have refused when she asked to speak with James alone, but her blue eyes had pleaded, and she was so eager to learn more about her mother. Still, he’d been tolerant long enough.
Turning on his heel, he strode out the door and into the sunlight. The brightness blinded him but did not slow his pace. His boots cut marks into the ground until a wall of sultry fragrance from the garden halted him. And there he found them, his wife and the king.
Fiona had her back to him and turned at his approach. She looked stricken, guilty as a thief, and had a lace handkerchief pressed against her lips. It seemed His Majesty had given her a token. Perhaps more.
The king’s eyes sparkled in amusement. He loved nothing more than getting caught and flaunting his superiority. He knew no man would challenge him, for any who did found themselves on military campaign in some far-off land. Myles would not risk that. Not because he was a coward, but because he would not leave Fiona to fend for herself.
“Myles,” said the king, “you’ve arrived just in time.”
Fiona’s eyes were wide and round as saucers. Good Lord, what had James done to her?
The king put a possessive hand on her elbow and steered her forward. “She may need to rest a moment. But I suggest you find a different bench. It’s malodorous near this one. Come find me when your wife no longer has need of you. We need to talk.”
The king tipped his head to Fiona. “I look forward to seeing you this evening, my dear, when you are feeling well again. Good afternoon.”
With that, he left them.
Myles’s mind raced. It hurt to breathe, as if he’d been lanced in the gut. How casually the king cast her aside and went on his way. Myles looked to her face and found emotions he could not name. Not distress, but more an expression of bewilderment.
Perhaps it was not as Myles had suspected. Perhaps the king had merely shared something unexpected about her mother. He fought the urge to demand to know what had happened, for whatever had occurred, it was not of her own doing. He caught her elbow where the king had just released it.
“Would you like to sit down?”
Fiona nodded, and they walked to a second bench, not far from the first, but secluded in the shade of an apple tree. The scent of lilacs and honeysuckle swirled around them. Fiona dabbed the cloth along her forehead.
“You look distressed. Did the king say something unpleasant?”
She paused and then shook her head. “He told me how your father and my mother helped him escape.”
Myles had long known of his father’s involvement in that escapade but had no notion Aislinn Sinclair had been involved. But that explained much. “What else did he say?”
Fiona’s eyes met his, and a flush crept over her pale cheeks. “It seems he has no quarrel with my family now that my father is no longer laird.”
“That’s good. Then the truce has served its purpose.”
She nodded and the hand in her lap moved to her abdomen. “Yes. It seems it has.”

Hasil (Bahasa Indonesia) 1:

MYLES mondar-mandir di aula besar. Istrinya telah dengan King James terlalu lama. Dan di kebun, tidak kurang. Ia adalah mungkin menekan dia melawan pohon pada saat ini, mencoba untuk mencuri ciuman. James telah tanpa batas ketika datang ke istri orang lain. Dia mengumpulkan mereka seperti anak laki-laki mengumpulkan batu-batuan cantik, mengagumi mereka, kemudian menyelinap mereka ke dalam saku untuk dilupakan.Myles berbalik dan mondar-mandir di arah lain. Fiona tidak pantas pengobatan tersebut. Dia adalah bodoh budaya sopan dan cara jangak. Dia harus memiliki menolak ketika ia diminta untuk berbicara dengan James sendirian, tapi matanya biru telah memohon, dan ia begitu bersemangat untuk belajar lebih banyak tentang ibunya. Namun, ia telah toleran cukup lama.Menyalakan tumit-nya, ia berjalan keluar pintu dan ke sinar matahari. Kecerahan membutakan matanya tetapi tidak memperlambat kecepatan. Botnya potong tanda ke tanah sampai dinding pengap aroma dari kebun dihentikan kepadanya. Dan di sana ia menemukan mereka, istrinya dan raja.Fiona telah dia kembali kepada-Nya dan berbalik pada pendekatan. Dia tampak terserang, bersalah seperti pencuri, dan telah renda sapu tangan menekan terhadap bibirnya. Tampaknya mulia telah diberikan padanya tanda. Mungkin lebih.Raja mata berkilauan di hiburan. Dia mencintai tidak lebih dari tertangkap dan memamerkan kelebihan-nya. Dia tahu tidak ada seorangpun akan tantangan dia, apapun yang melakukan menemukan diri mereka pada kampanye militer di tanah jauh. Myles tidak akan mengambil risiko itu. Bukan karena ia adalah seorang pengecut, tapi karena dia tidak akan meninggalkan Fiona untuk mengurus dirinya sendiri."Myles," kata raja, "Anda telah tiba tepat pada waktunya."Dariotto mata yang lebar dan bulat seperti piring. Baik, apa James dilakukan Tuhan kepadanya?Raja memakai tangan posesif sikunya dan mengarahkan dirinya ke depan. "Dia mungkin perlu beristirahat sejenak. Tapi saya sarankan Anda menemukan sebuah bangku yang berbeda. Hal ini malodorous dekat satu ini. Datang menemukan aku ketika istri Anda tidak lagi memiliki kebutuhan Anda. Kita perlu berbicara."Raja Tip kepalanya ke Fiona. "Saya berharap dapat melihat Anda malam ini, sayangku, ketika Anda merasa baik lagi. Selamat sore."Dengan itu, dia meninggalkan mereka.Myles's pikiran berlari. Itu menyakiti untuk bernapas, seolah-olah dia telah lanced dalam usus. Bagaimana santai raja melemparkan dia ke samping dan melanjutkan perjalanannya. Myles memandang ke wajah dan menemukan emosi ia tidak bisa nama. Tidak tertekan, tetapi lebih merupakan ekspresi bingung.Mungkin itu adalah tidak seperti Myles telah diduga. Mungkin raja hanya berbagi sesuatu yang tak terduga tentang ibunya. Dia berjuang dorongan untuk permintaan untuk mengetahui apa yang terjadi, untuk apa pun yang telah terjadi, itu tidak melakukannya sendiri. Dia tertangkap sikunya mana Raja telah baru saja dirilis itu."Apakah Anda ingin duduk?"Fiona mengangguk, dan mereka berjalan ke bangku kedua, tidak jauh dari yang pertama, tetapi terpencil di bawah naungan pohon apel. Aroma bunga lili dan honeysuckle berputar di sekitar mereka. Fiona dioleskan kain sepanjang dahinya."Kau tampak sedih. Apakah raja mengatakan sesuatu yang tidak menyenangkan?"She paused and then shook her head. “He told me how your father and my mother helped him escape.”Myles had long known of his father’s involvement in that escapade but had no notion Aislinn Sinclair had been involved. But that explained much. “What else did he say?”Fiona’s eyes met his, and a flush crept over her pale cheeks. “It seems he has no quarrel with my family now that my father is no longer laird.”“That’s good. Then the truce has served its purpose.”She nodded and the hand in her lap moved to her abdomen. “Yes. It seems it has.”