Chapter Three“Dead!”
The word sounded like an explosion as it echoed round the Chieftain’s Room.
Then as the Clansmen stared at the Duke incredulously The Kildonnon said slowly,
“Why was I not told?”
“I am telling you now!”
“And where is her body?”
“She is buried in France beside her lover.”
There was an audible gasp before the Duke said harshly,
“I am ready to tell you what occurred, which is why I have brought you here.”
The Kildonnon sat glaring at him, his heavy eyebrows almost meeting across his forehead.
The others were rigid in their seats and only the Duke standing in front of them seemed almost insultingly at his ease.
There was, however, an expression on his face so grim and so stern that it seemed as if overnight he had changed from a young man into an old one.
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