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The guard led them through the great hall, past an enormous three-sectioned fireplace, and down a maze of corridors, until at last they came to a set of wide wooden doors. More sentries were posted there, and their guide murmured something into the ear of one. He nodded and pounded his staff against the floor twice, announcing them.
The doors swung open, and Fiona peered into the opulent room. She saw the king sitting at the head of a long table with a dozen other men gathered around him. She spotted Cedric and Tavish and Robert. Then joy burst free inside her heart, for there stood Myles, anticipation and curiosity painted on his face.
His smile broke wide when he saw her, but he glanced at the king.
James nodded. “Go greet your wife, man.”
Fiona bit back a cry of gladness as Myles strode to her side and pulled her tight against him. Relief seeped into her tired limbs. She clung fast, saying nothing. Once he knew the purpose of their mission, he might be angry, but for this moment at least, he was happy to see her.
The king and the others moved closer, and Vivienne pressed past Fiona to charm them with her smile, greeting several by name and maneuvering the group back toward the head of the table.
Fiona was grateful for Vivi’s intervention and hugged her husband for another full moment until he leaned back to cup her face in his hands. His eyes were keen with questions. “What are you doing here?”
She paused, wanting to weep at the import of what she must share, but she blinked those useless tears away and harnessed all her courage. She looked to John. “You must recall my brother.”
Myles glanced his way, and his expression grew wary. He loosened his grip on Fiona and offered a slight bow of his head.
“Of course. ’Tis a pleasure. Although these are most peculiar circumstances.”
John bowed low. “They are, indeed.”
Cedric joined them then, coming to stand next to John, eyeing him with both caution and vulnerability. Fiona could not help but look from one to the other, searching for resemblance. She could see it now, in the curve of their jaws and the tilt of the nose. Subtle, but there to anyone who might wonder.
“My lord,” John said stiffly, bowing to the earl.
“John, I am most pleased to see you.”
John’s shoulders relaxed the most miniscule amount, and Fiona blinked back another tear. How odd this moment must be for them, yet there was no time to wonder over it.
She grasped her husband’s arm. “Myles, my brother brings news which the king must hear at once. We need a private audience.”
“What is this about, Fiona?”
“I cannot say until the others are gone. Please, Myles. It is most imperative the king be informed with all due haste.”
He searched her face. “I will ask.”
She watched, along with John and Cedric, as Myles left her side and went to speak quietly with the king. John and Cedric exchanged another wary glance with each other.
James seemed more interested in Vivienne’s backside than whatever Myles might impart. Still, he waved a hand and drew the attention of them all.
“Gentlemen, leave us.”
Soon Fiona and Vivienne were left with the king, Cedric, Myles, and John. Fiona’s nausea seemed determined to return, though undoubtedly more from nerves and fatigue than from the child she carried. Still, the walls of the chamber wavered before her eyes, and she moved to grip the edge of the table. Myles returned to her side and pulled her arm through his.
“Come, sit here.” He guided her to a chair not too far from the king, but the others remained standing.
Vivienne moved forward. “Your Grace, may I have the honor of introducing Sir John Sinclair, Lady Fiona’s brother.”
James rose from his chair and now stood with his hands behind his back, his eyes hawkish in their perusal, looking every bit the powerful sovereign. He took John in, from his well-worn boots to the dingy brown cloak.
John shifted on his feet a moment and then stepped forward to kneel down before the king. “Your Grace, I am your humble servant. I pray you forgive this interruption and hear my message.”
The king turned and walked back to his chair. He sat down heavily. “I hope for your sake that this news is worth my time.”
John remained on one knee, his head bowed. “I believe you will find the information useful, Your Grace. Distressing, but useful.”
The king sat forward. “Distressing, you say? ’Tis poor judgment to bring me distressing news, don’t you think? Then again, Sinclairs are not known for demonstrating sound judgment, are they?”
Fiona could tell by his tone that he taunted, and John’s ears burned pink. She could not help but intercede. She rose from her chair. “Your Grace, we are most grateful for the friendship you have offered our clan. It is the spirit of friendship and loyalty which brings us here today to warn you of impending danger.”
The king’s gaze met with Fiona’s, and he relented, waving his hand toward her brother.
“Get up, Sinclair. Tell me what you’ve come to say.”

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Penjaga membawa mereka melalui balai besar, melewati perapian dipotong tiga besar, dan turun labirin koridor, sampai akhirnya mereka datang ke serangkaian pintu lebar kayu. Penjaga lain yang diposting di sana, dan panduan mereka bersungut sesuatu ke dalam telinga satu. Dia mengangguk dan ditumbuk staf ke lantai dua kali, mengumumkan mereka.Pintu berayun terbuka, dan Fiona mengintip ke dalam kamar mewah. Dia melihat raja duduk di kepala meja panjang dengan selusin orang lain berkumpul di sekelilingnya. Dia melihat Cedric dan Tavish dan Robert. Kemudian sukacita meledak gratis dalam hatinya, untuk ada berdiri Myles, antisipasi dan keingintahuan dicat di wajahnya.Senyumnya pecah lebar ketika ia melihat dia, tapi dia melirik raja.James mengangguk. "Pergi menyapa istri Anda, laki-laki."Fiona sedikit kembali teriakan sukacita sebagai Myles berjalan ke sisinya dan menariknya ketat terhadap dirinya. Bantuan meresap ke dalam anggota badan dia lelah. Dia berpaut cepat, mengatakan apa-apa. Setelah ia tahu tujuan misi mereka, dia mungkin marah, tapi untuk saat ini paling tidak, ia merasa bahagia untuk melihatnya.Raja dan yang lain mendekat, dan Vivienne ditekan melewati Fiona pesona mereka dengan senyumnya, salam beberapa nama dan manuver kelompok kembali menuju kepala atas meja.Fiona bersyukur untuk Vivi intervensi dan memeluk suaminya untuk saat penuh yang lain sampai ia membungkuk kembali ke cangkir wajahnya di tangannya. Matanya tertarik dengan pertanyaan. "Apa yang Anda lakukan di sini?"Dia berhenti, ingin menangis pada impor apa yang harus dia berbagi, tapi dia berkedip mereka dicapai dengan air mata tidak berguna dan dimanfaatkan semua keberanian. Dia tampak kepada Yohanes. "Anda harus ingat adikku."Myles melirik jalannya, dan ekspresi tumbuh waspada. Ia mengendurkan pegangan pada Fiona dan ditawarkan busur sedikit kepalanya.' Tentu. ' Tis sebuah kesenangan. Meskipun ini adalah situasi paling aneh."John membungkuk rendah. "Mereka adalah, memang."Cedric bergabung dengan mereka kemudian, datang ke berdiri di samping Yohanes, mengamati dia dengan hati-hati dan kerentanan. Fiona tidak bisa membantu tetapi melihat dari satu ke yang lain, mencari kemiripan. Dia bisa melihat itu sekarang, kurva rahang mereka dan kemiringan hidung. Halus, tapi ada untuk siapa saja yang mungkin bertanya-tanya."Saya Tuhan," kata John kaku, membungkuk untuk earl."John, saya paling senang melihat Anda."John's bahu santai paling miniscule jumlah, dan Fiona berkedip lagi air mata. Bagaimana aneh saat ini harus bagi mereka, namun tidak ada waktu untuk bertanya-tanya di atasnya.Dia memahami suaminya lengan. "Myles, adik saya membawa berita yang raja harus mendengar sekaligus. Kita perlu audiensi pribadi.""Apa ini tentang, Fiona?""Saya tidak bisa mengatakan sampai yang lain pergi. Tolong, Myles. Paling penting raja diberitahu dengan semua karena tergesa-gesa. "Dia mencari wajahnya. "Saya akan bertanya."Ia menyaksikan, seiring dengan John dan Cedric, Myles kiri sisinya dan pergi untuk berbicara dengan tenang dengan raja. John dan Cedric bertukar pandangan lain waspada dengan satu sama lain.James tampak lebih tertarik pada Vivienne di belakang daripada apa pun yang mungkin menyampaikan Myles. Namun, Dia melambaikan tangan dan menarik perhatian dari mereka semua."Tuan-tuan, meninggalkan kami."Segera Fiona dan Vivienne ditinggalkan dengan raja, Cedric, Myles, dan Yohanes. Mual dariotto tampak bertekad untuk kembali, meskipun pasti lebih dari saraf dan kelelahan daripada dari anak dia membawa. Namun, dinding ruang goyah sebelum matanya, dan ia pindah untuk mencengkeram tepi meja. Myles kembali ke sisinya dan lengan melalui ditarik."Datang, duduklah di sini." Dia dibimbing dia ke kursi tidak terlalu jauh dari raja, tetapi yang lain tetap berdiri.Vivienne bergerak maju. "Rahmat Anda, mungkin saya memiliki kehormatan untuk memperkenalkan Sir John Sinclair Lady Fiona saudara."James bangkit dari kursinya dan sekarang berdiri dengan tangan di belakang punggungnya, matanya hawkish di teliti mereka, melihat setiap bit yang berdaulat yang kuat. Ia mengambil Yohanes, dari botnya usang untuk cokelat jubah suram.John bergeser pada kakinya sejenak dan kemudian melangkah maju untuk bersujud di hadapan raja. "Rahmat-Mu, aku adalah hamba yang rendah hati Anda. Aku berdoa Anda mengampuni gangguan ini dan mendengar pesan saya."Raja berbalik dan berjalan kembali ke kursinya. Dia duduk berat. "Saya berharap demi Anda berita ini adalah layak waktu saya."John tetap di atas satu lutut, menundukkan kepala. "Saya percaya Anda akan menemukan informasi yang berguna, Anda rahmat. Menyedihkan, tetapi berguna."The king sat forward. “Distressing, you say? ’Tis poor judgment to bring me distressing news, don’t you think? Then again, Sinclairs are not known for demonstrating sound judgment, are they?”Fiona could tell by his tone that he taunted, and John’s ears burned pink. She could not help but intercede. She rose from her chair. “Your Grace, we are most grateful for the friendship you have offered our clan. It is the spirit of friendship and loyalty which brings us here today to warn you of impending danger.”The king’s gaze met with Fiona’s, and he relented, waving his hand toward her brother.“Get up, Sinclair. Tell me what you’ve come to say.”