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âCan I help ye home?â
âNay. But t hank you just the same .â
Sarra gave him a genuine smile as Cedric stood and helped her to her feet . A grin split his face as he watched Sarra hobble toward the village . He studied the sway of her hips as she moved . They had a habit of swooshing back and forth in a most alluring manner. Aye , this maid Sarra was a fair woman to look upon.
All things considered Cedric wouldnât mind being this lassâ husband. But this wasnât why he was here . He wasnât here to find just any wench and settle down. No. This land belonged to him. And the only way to stake his claim was to find and marry the mistress. Nothing could be allowed to distract him from the goal. Not even an emerald - eyed beauty.
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Cedric walked at a leisurely pace through the village , search ing for a place to spend the night . It would take time to convince the Lady of Greenbriar he was the best man for Laird of her keep. And he needed a place to stay while doing so.
Cedric e nter ed a hut with an open door . Maybe it was an inn with a pub attached ? Taking a seat in a dark corner , he watch ed and wait ed .
Two elderly men sat at a table, mugs of ale in their hand. Ignoring everyone in the room, they spoke loudly to one another.
âUsed to be back in my day , things were different.â
âHow so?â
âWell, Angus, I tell ye . I think some of us olâ men should have strayed a bit farther from the village to find a woman.â
âI donât think I am gettinâ ye?â
âIf we â d strayed a little farther we might have had more of a variety. As it is, well, Angus, what I mean is , these gels we have around here is just plum ugly, thatâs what I mean. Our sons ainât goinâ have nary a choice when it comes to weddinâ. They â ll be gettinâ an ugly lass and thatâs that.â
âWell , I think I should take offense at ye r statement, with me having a gel and all. What about m e Gertrude?â
âWhat about ye r daughter, Gertrude? She âappens to be one of the ugliest ones!â The old man shout ed and guffaw ed , while striking his thigh .
âAye, ye be right. Me wife makes me say those things . I mean she makes me say Gertrude is pretty. She â s all about making the wee lass feel good about herself.â
âItâs like I says, things is different. Our sons will just have to close their eyes and think of merry olâ England.â
Cedric head shook at the conversation. A serving girl brought a tankard of ale to the table . He gave her a nod of thanks and pressed a coin onto the table. She reached for it and stuffed it down the front of her gown .
M aybe the old men at the other table had some eyesight issues or maybe they just hadnât noticed the specimen right under their noses . H e could see nothing amiss with this lass.
Cedric took a deep gulp of the tepid brew , still eyeing the girl in front of him. She gave him a big grin and ale spewed from his mouth clear across the rough wood hewn table. T he lass had but one tooth in her whole mouth !
The old men in the room hee-haw ed . The nameless one glanced at Angus . âNow ye see what Iâm talking about ? Ugly!â
The waitress slammed their refills down in front of them and stalked off to other waiting customers.
The nameless patron directed his gaze toward the newcomer . âYe must be new here.â
â Aye .â
âAre ye passing through with the merchants or are ye coming to stay for a wee bit?â
âOlâ man, ye know it ainât none of ye business,â replied Angus.
âAngus, if the lad donât want to answer me , I reckon he can tell me so . I be accepting of it . S hush and give him time to answer.â
âIâm hoping to stay a while.â
âAye, thatâs good. We be needing some more men around here. Most of the single men left when the