And as he stared at her, he wondered just how much like Isobail she really was.
Just how far would she go to gain his help...
He gave her a hot, l.u.s.tful once-over and let his gaze linger meaningfully on her b.r.e.a.s.t.s. "Is there anything else you would offer me?"
She blinked at him once as if not understanding, but as he watched, her amber eyes sparked.
She gasped, then raked a repugnant stare over him that duplicated his own. There was no guile or artifice about her. She was truly offended by his question.
"Och now," she said, curling her lip, "you are foul to even make such a suggestion to a well-bred lady.
How dare you! Well, never you mind. I"ll be finding my own way to England and not be in your presence another moment."
He was surprised by her words and her indignant reaction.
Huffily she gathered her skirts into her hands and gave him one more sneer for good measure. "You are a crude, ale-smelling beastie, and I have no use for such a man. Better I should go alone to my aunt"s than have to deal with the likes of you. I should have never come here."
Nowshe had that thought?
Ewan caught her arm as she started past him. "How did you get here?"
She glared at his hand on her arm. "I rode a horse until I reached your mountain and then I walked."
"Is that how you intend to get to England?"
"Aye. I"ll crawl there on my hands and knees if needs be."
"You"ll never make it alone."
She gave him a hard, determined stare. "Then I shall die trying."
He saw red again. "The b.l.o.o.d.y h.e.l.l you will. I"m taking you home to your clan."
"Never."
His jaw twitched. In all his life he had never had a woman infuriate him so. Women were either too terrified or too l.u.s.t-filled in his presence to do much more than nod or giggle. But this one... this one made his blood boil.
"You think I won"t?" he asked her.
She s.n.a.t.c.hed her arm free of his grasp. "I think you don"t know who my clan is. You have no idea who I am, and you can"t take me back to my father unless I tell you, which I most certainly will not do."
She had him there.
But not for long. "Youwill tell me."
"Ha!" she snapped, lifting her chin defiantly.
Ewan clenched his hands into fists. What did a man do with such a woman?
"Why of all the men in Scotland did you come to me?" he asked.
"Because you and your brothers are the only men I know who scare Ryan. I knew Sin and Braden MacAllister would never leave their wives to take me to England, and Lochlan, being laird, would never consent to help me for fear of running afoul of my father and his clan. That left you, who has no other tie to anyone. I thought that if I told my father that I had eloped with you, no one would dare come after me."
Ewan muttered under his breath about women and their mindless machinations.
This was a nightmare all over again. So close to the events with Isobail and yet so oddly different.
How could this be happening to him again? Especially on this particular day that marked the death of his brother. "You told them you eloped with me?" he asked.
"Well, what else could I do?"
"You could have done as you were told."
She shook her head. "That is the one thing I canna do. Norwill I."
"Why?"
"Because I will not allow myself to be some useless adornment."
Ewan frowned at her unexpected words. Although why he even reacted to that, he didn"t know. She seemed to throw his keel every time she opened her mouth.
"I am not some nothing to be ignored and patted on the head and tolerated like a pet dog," she continued. ""Tis bad enough my father thinks me lack-witted, but to be married to such a man... Never."
What a bizarre concern for a woman. Who"d ever heard of such? A woman"s place was to do as she was told and to bend her will to that of her father and then to the husband her father picked for her.
G.o.d help them all if a woman ever took it into her mind to think for herself.
He, for one, would never again help a woman defy her family"s wishes.
"For this you are willing to risk your life?" he asked.
"If someone planned to shut you away and ignore you, to listen but never hear a word you spoke, would you tolerate it?" She looked about his cave and appeared to change her mind. "Well, mayhapyou would, but I will not. I have a mind of my own and I wish to use it."
Ewan shook his head in disbelief. "Wherever did you get these ideas?"
She ignored him. "You"ve made it quite clear that you"ve no wish to help me. So be it. I"ll trouble you no more. Now step aside and let me be on my way. I"ve a long journey ahead and-"
"You"re not leaving."
"I beg your pardon?"
"You heard me. I"m not about to allow you to take a journey that at best would result in your ravishment, at worst your death."
"I"m no concern of yours."
"Lady," he said, his voice gruff and menacing, "the moment you put my name on a piece of parchment designating me as your betrothed, you became my concern. What think you would happen if you were harmed? Your father, whoever he is, would demand my head for allowing you to be hurt. According to your own words we are bound to each other."
She cringed as if she hadn"t thought quite that far ahead. "They might not believe it," she said hopefully.
She nodded her head as if she had just convinced herself of her reasoning. "After all, we"ve never met before. Come to think of it, they shouldn"t believe it at all."
"But they will," he said morosely.
"How do you know?"
"Trust me, my luck would have it no other way."
Ewan growled deep in his throat again. She seemed to have that effect on a lot of men when they spoke with her. Though why everyone became exasperated with her, she was never quite sure.
Nora watched as he began gathering his things. "What are you doing?"
"I"m getting ready to take you to my brother"s."
"Why?"
"Because you can"t very well stay here with me."
She braced her hands on her hips. "I don"t wish to go to your brother"s. I must get to my aunt."
"In England."
"Aye."
Ewan paused to look at her. "And who, pray tell, is this precious aunt you would have me deliver you to?"
Nora hesitated. That knowledge could quite easily hurt her more than help. She always had to be careful of whom she told that to-the repercussions could be quite dire.
"If I tell you, you must swear on your soul that you won"t take me back to my father."
"Fine. I swear on whatever portion of soul I possess that I won"t take you to your father."
She took a deep breath and hoped he would abide by those words. "My aunt is Eleanor of ! Aquitaine."
Ewan laughed incredulously at her declaration.
Och now, what a load of blather that was. He"d never heard anything more preposterous.
This woman, whoever she was, was a fine piece of work to make such a grand claim. "Queen Eleanor of England is your aunt?"
"Aye."
Oh, the la.s.s was a daft one, for sure. There was nothing more to be done about it. Her being niece to the queen of England was complete and utter madness. "Then I am the son of William the Conqueror."
" "Tis nice to meet you, William Rufus."
Ewan raked a hand through his hair, though what he really wanted to do was wrap it around her neck and squeeze.
Whatever was he to do with her?
He didn"t believe her for a single moment. If the niece of Eleanor of Aquitaine was anywhere in Scotland, everyone would know.
"And your name, la.s.s?"
"Eleanor, named for my aunt, but they call me Nora."
"And your clan?"
"That I won"t tell you."
For the first time, Ewan understood some of Lochlan"s frustration when his older brother had been dealing with Maggie during the last days of their feud with the MacDouglas clan. At least then Lochlan had had Braden to come in and save the day, and tame the wench. There was no one around to help him with this vexation.
What did a man do with a woman who wouldn"t heed reason?
Was it too much to ask for some divine intervention?
Obviously so.
Ewan wasn"t sure how to proceed, but then dealing with women was the specialty of his brothers, not him.
"Very well then, Eleanor-"
"Nora."
Nora cringed at the murderous look he gave her.
"You know," she said quietly. "I truly didn"t mean to be a bother to you. I just want to go to my aunt"s.
Eleanor always said that I could come to her any time I needed to."
"Did she now?"
"Aye."
"And did she say anything else?"
"To let no man, save the Lord, our G.o.d, dictate my behavior."
Ewan hesitated. Now that sounded like the queen of legend; however, it didn"t mean anything other than the fact this woman had learned of her. There was no way she could be a princess or whatever it was Eleanor"s niece would be.
This la.s.s was as Scots as he was.
And the sooner he removed her from his life, the happier he would be.
With that thought in mind, he extinguished his fire and gathered a few makes.h.i.+ft foodstuffs and plaids.
Nora watched as Ewan made ready to leave. Part of her was tempted to run, but she held no doubt he could catch her. Those long legs of his could take one step to her three.
Perhaps Lochlan could be bribed or persuaded to force Ewan to take her to England, or maybe one of his other men. She had to get out of this country before her father missed her and led a search.