CHAPTER FIVE
Climbing up the side of the moor with the wind on her face and the grouse moving ahead of them, Tara thought that it was the most exciting thing she had ever done in her life.
She could hardly believe what she had heard when during luncheon the Duke had said,
“Would you like to climb to the cairn on the top of Ben Ark this afternoon? There is the finest view in the whole of Scotland and one can see for hundreds of miles.”
For a moment she stared at him wide-eyed, hardly believing that he was giving her an invitation.
Then she replied,
“Can I – really do that?”
“I am prepared to take you if you wish to go.”
“It will be wonderful!” Tara exclaimed.
From the moment she had come from her bedroom last night to join the Duke for dinner in the Chieftain’s Room, he had behaved
