Part 46 (1/2)

Somewhere out there, Kieran MacAllister might still be alive.

And G.o.d have mercy on his brother should he ever find him.

Epilogue.

A month later Ewan held Nora's hand as they walked through the framework that would one day soon be their new home. It would be a fine manor home fit for his lady wife and their new babe, whose arrival was now confirmed.

His heart light, he watched Nora tell the steward exactly what she wanted the great hall to look like while his own thoughts drifted.

He still couldn't believe what Lochlan had told him about Kieran.

None of them could.

Kieran was alive.

If he ever got his hands on him, Ewan would kill him for it.

d.a.m.n his brother for his selfishness that had cost all of them untold years of suffering.

But it was hard to hate Kieran, for it when all he had to do was look at his wife and think of the joy she gave him. For her, he would gladly suffer all over again.

Ewan was still wary that the MacKaids would make good their threats against them.

So far no trace of them had been found.

Not that he was worried. It would take more than them to come between him and his wife. Not to mention that Pagan had sworn to see them dead over what they'd done to Lysander.

Ewan held little doubt the man would make good on his promise. Something about Pagan said that he would make a formidable enemy.

Surely the man would make them regret the very day they had been born.

”Ewan?”

Looking up at Nora's call, he went over to her side.

She stood in the center of what would one day soon be their own hall, where they would entertain and live out a life he had never dared hope for.

”Think you this will be finished by the time the baby comes?”

Ewan nodded. ”Aye, my love. I'll make sure of it.”

He cast a meaningful look to the steward, who quickly a.s.sured him all would be done in plenty of time.