THE HIGHLANDS OF SCOTLAND
s the last emerald sparkles flickered away into the night, Leah Noble huddled close to the floor, her eyes clenched shut. Stomach churning in fear, she prayed to any and all gods who might hear her to grant that the magic would pass her by.
“Are you unharmed, lass?”
Leah jumped, startled as much by the unexpected sound of Margery MacQuarrie’s voice as by the woman’s gentle touch to her shoulder. She tried to nod her answer, but the terror wracked her entire body with violent tremors. Even...