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“The following morning I saw one of the Viscount’s lackeys arrive and try to enter my home – I knew what he was after and tried to get in his way but he walked right through me. I felt helpless. Angry and helpless.”
“I should have known Donnan would not let him pass. Even the little grouse did her best to see him off. The lackey turned tail but I knew he’d be back and that meant my friends wouldn’t be safe. The Viscount wanted my Indenture.”
To be continued …
Scottish Aristocracy was no better than their English counterparts and many of them were educated in England – and most of them – even today – still are. All very English sounding “Scottish” Lords with English class distinction attitudes.
A load o’ goodfernuffinks the lot of ’em! 😉 although, perhaps there was the occasional good soul born into their ranks who rebelled against their way of life, like Caitriona for example 😀
Nice border collie drawing! I wish I could draw dogs that well.
Thank you 🙂