Chapter FourBrave words, Clova thought to herself as she lay awake in the darkness, but they were useless unless they could be supported by action.
The difficulty was that she realised how ignorant she was not only of Scotland itself but of how she could actually help the Clansmen.
She found herself tossing and turning and wondering who would advise her and who would understand the difficulties.
At the same time she knew the answer all too clearly, the one person she wanted to talk to was the Laird of Cowan.
‘I must see him, I must!’ she decided just before the first fingers of dawn showed in the sky.
Then at last, as if she had solved the problem for herself, she fell asleep.
She was awakened by her maid, Jeanne, who looked after her, coming into the room and pulling back the curtai
