CHAPTER 49

Keeley’s eyebrows went up again. “The laird has been acting as your healer?”

“He stitched my wound when an arrow struck me,” Mary said. “He did a fine job.”

“Tell us what you need,” Maddie urged. “I’ll make sure you have it as soon as possible.”

Keeley thought a moment as she surveyed the sleeping warrior. She’d need a whole host of herbs and roots, but she preferred to find those herself. She didn’t trust others to recognize the plants she used.

Instead she asked Maddie for water and bandages and broth so Alan would have some sustenance. It was important for him to keep up his strength. A weakened man didn’t fight off illness as well as a strong and fit warrior.

She instructed the older woman on what she wanted done for Alan in her absence.

“But where are you going?” Mary asked with a frown.

“I must go forage for the roots and herbs I need for my medicines. If I don’t go now, I’ll have to wait until the morrow and that might be too late.”

“Edward won’t like that,” Mary murmured. “He’