Wicked Highlander

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My usual list of thanks: My husband for, well, everything. My kiddos, because they’re young enough to think Mom is still special, and my biggest cheerleaders. To my parents and family, because y’all are the greatest! Thanks are due to my ever-wise editor, Monique Patterson, who has the best suggestions and greatest insights. To Holly and everyone else at St. Martin’s working behind the scenes — you rock! And to my wonderful, supportive agent, Irene Goodman.

Cairn Toul Mountain, Highlands of Scotland

July 1603

Deirdre stood on the balcony overlooking the cavern that made up her great hall. There were no lofty windows to let in the sunlight as they were deep in the mountain.

Instead, there were multiple large, oval candelabras hanging from the arched ceiling high above them shedding their light. In the yawning space, the glow from the candles couldn’t reach everywhere. And that’s just how she liked it.

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