The Invisible Bride (By the King's Command book 4)

The Invisible Bride (By the King's Command book 4)

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Gair, the third-born son of the Laird to the largest clan on the border, is one of three identical triplets. He is quite content with the fun and freedom of a third-born son. He enjoyed spending his days training with the men and his nights laying with willing lasses. Leaving his brothers to squabble over how to run the clan and worry about providing heirs suited him fine. Unfortunately, the king has other ideas. To keep peace in the highlands and unite the borderlands the king feels all three men must have a clan of their own. Since he believes all three are unwed, he chooses brides for them which will result in each having a clan to rule and a wife to create heirs with. He wed Gai to a beautiful woman. The problem? The woman had married his brother two years earlier! With a coin toss, the brothers swap identities, switching wives and clans. Will anyone notice? Will Gair regret leaving his home and the beautiful woman the king had gifted him to head off into the unknown, to run a clan he's never visited and marry a woman he's never met? Isobel is an outcast in her own clan. She refuses to dress or act like a lady. Instead, she has found a way to become nearly invisible, and to help and who are being abused to escape to new lives. She had thought herself safe from the dangers of marriage. It hadn't occurred to her that the king would see it done. Can she trust this stranger with her secrets? Can he help her heal from the past? Most importantly, can she help him save their clan from being taken over by a band of rogue mercenaries?

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Prologue

The bell rang clear and loud, slicing through the silence of the morning. Giogair MacInnis jumped up from the table, planning a light kiss on the head of the curvy young blond who he intended to spend the day in bed with. He strode quickly out into the yard, expecting the guard to update him on who or what they had spotted. “My Lord!” Ian called to him from the stairs as he stepped out. “A large group rides this way from the south west! They bare the king's standard. Your brother is already on his horse and riding out with some men.”“Which brother?”“Padraig.” Griogair cursed and looked towards the stables. He caught the eye of a lad by the door and held up three fingers so the boy would know which horse to saddle. Padraig was the absolute last of them who should have ridden out. He was far too quick to lose his temper. The three of them ruling together was not working. No matter how they attempted to divide the labour there was always something going awry. Somebody taking it upon the

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81 Chapters

Prologue

The bell rang clear and loud, slicing through the silence of the morning. Giogair MacInnis jumped up from the table, planning a light kiss on the head of the curvy young blond who he intended to spend the day in bed with. He strode quickly out into the yard, expecting the guard to update him on who or what they had spotted. “My Lord!” Ian called to him from the stairs as he stepped out. “A large group rides this way from the south west! They bare the king's standard. Your brother is already on his horse and riding out with some men.”“Which brother?”“Padraig.” Griogair cursed and looked towards the stables. He caught the eye of a lad by the door and held up three fingers so the boy would know which horse to saddle. Padraig was the absolute last of them who should have ridden out. He was far too quick to lose his temper. The three of them ruling together was not working. No matter how they attempted to divide the labour there was always something going awry. Somebody taking it upon the
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Chapter 1

Isobel Sinclair listened from between the walls behind her father’s solar. These long-forgotten secret passages had saved her on more than one occasion and taught her so much about ruling the clan. Today, however, the passage could only offer her a small space of time. The king had done what her father had so far failed to. She was wed. Having passed one and twenty she had started to hope that her father had given up and she would be left alone. Never being wed would have suited her just fine. There wasn’t a single thing in a marriage that she was wanting. Her mother had been miserable and most of the women of her clan didn’t seem to fair much better. A few seemed content enough, but it was so rare that she hadn’t wanted to try her luck. Certainly with not any of the men her father had wanted to give her to. It had never occurred to her that the king might take it upon himself to see the deed done by marrying her to a stranger. She probably should have considered that the king wou
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Chapter 2

Griogair looked around at the bedraggled castle as he followed after the old king’s emissary, the drunken laird, and the terrified maid. It would kill him to live like this until the Laird died or he fathered a bairn. Even if he and his wayward lady conceived this very day it would be well into winter before he took charge and next spring before he could get this clan started on the path to prosperity. At least both of his brothers had a pretty woman that they knew they favoured and were lairds of decent keeps from the day they wed. This place was a disaster, and he hadn’t even known Sinclair clan had a marriageable lass as heir. He still didn’t know what she looked like! There was not a single portrait of her in the keep as far as he had seen. On top of that, he’d have to wait to rule here until her father died, passed the title voluntarily, or the next blood heir was birthed. That had seemed fine at first. It would give him time to get used to the idea of being a Laird and taking o
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Chapter 3

His wife led the way up the stairs, her head high, her back straight. She would have looked confident and proud if it weren’t for the nervous way her hands gripped her tunic. Though most women had the option of hiding their hands in their skirts so likely many wives felt as she did now. His brothers had both known the women they were wed to and even coupled them before when the women had been willing and glad to join with them. This moment was not a happy or solid beginning to their lives. As she opened the door to her chamber Gair decided this was not going to go the way the emissary expected. The man would be in the room, as required, but he would not be getting the show that he had no doubt had while ensuring Paddy and Eliana were wed. Izzy stepped into the room ahead of him and Gair stopped, bracing his arm across the door and preventing the Emissary from entering. The man’s eyes widened and he opened his mouth, but before he could speak Gair told him the way things were going to h
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Chapter 4

Isobel watched her husband as he walked to the door. He took his shirt off and tossed it onto the edge of her bed. The muscles rippled across his tanned back like waves on the ocean and her breath caught in her throat. He was every bit as large and powerful as she’d imagined. There was no way he could couple with her and not hurt her. Besides, how could he couple without entering her? What he promised was impossible. Why would he make a promise he could never keep?This wasn't his fault, Izzy tried to reason with herself as she swallowed around the hard lump in her throat and fought the tears that burned her eyes. She knew what he had to do. It was the king's command, it had to be so. She had survived this many times before, and now she was fully grown so she would surely survive today as well. Perhaps the pain would be less since she was fully grown now.Scooting under the counterpane she pulled it quickly to her chin. She closed her eyes and took a deep, shuttering breath before tell
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Chapter 5

Griogair stomped up the steps to the castle in a very bad mood. He had spent the day talking to some of the men in the village, introducing himself and learning what he could about his new home. He was not impressed. At all. The ramparts and shops weren’t in any better shape than the castle. The crofters' homes were in shambles. The people feared their laird but wished to only grow enough to pay their rent and survive until spring. There was not a single happy, motivated soul among them. If the crofters in his clan lived in these conditions they would likely leave, but these people didn’t even have the motivation to walk away and look for something better. Most annoyingly, the men had all snickered at the news that their lady was wed! The women looked him up and down, a couple even flirting with him! Not one person that he had met had offered a single word of congratulations or well wishes. The sound of drunken laughter further soured Griogair’s mood and pulled him towards the gre
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Chapter 6

Once the door was firmly closed, Gair turned to look at his wife. His eyes were drawn first to her chest. Where and how had she hidden those under her tunic? Even if she had a padded corset on that was way more than just a handful of flesh spilling over the top of the low neckline. He felt his mouth water as his tarse rose. Bloody hell. Why could he not keep his body under control around this woman? He knew his wife would not be a willing partner yet. Probably not any time soon either. He cleared his throat and drug his eyes up to hers.“Mo bhean bhoidheach...” he couldn’t stop his eyes from travelling over her from head to toe and back up again. Her curls were pulled tightly back from her face and pinned up in a way that almost hid the shortness of it. It accented the lines of her face and made her look older, perhaps very near his own age. The skirt was green on top and grey on the bottom, the top green with silver laces and grey sleeves. The neckline was lower than some that he h
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Chapter 7

Isobel’s mind was flickering around more than the flame of the candle she was staring at. She tried to blink back the tears that burned her eyes when she realized that her mother’s old wool shawl wasn’t bringing her the comfort and warmth that it normally did. Instead, it scratched at the top of her breasts, making her feel foolish, half-naked, and scared. Why had she trusted the advice of a woman who did everything in her power to draw a man’s attention? Of course, the emissary's whore would give her a promiscuous dress! Now the womanly part of her that she kept most hidden was on full display, beyond even what a decent lady would show, tempting a man who had every right to do whatever he wished to her. Would he be angry that she was dressed this way but not eager to couple?Her husband had certainly gotten angry with Dairmaid quickly enough. Would he react as violently when she angered him? No doubt he would. He would likely be more difficult to get away from than the men of her cl
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Chapter 8

Gair was not impressed with the disaster the maid had sent him into. The expression on her face when he asked for a different room to sleep in should have been a good indication that there was nothing suitable. The bed stank so badly he could smell it from the hall! The stones under the window were growing moss and the dust over everything looked like a thin coat of snow with footprints around the rim to each wall torch and to the bed where the linens had been dropped. She hadn’t even made the bed up. He stood in the doorway, staring at the space and not at all sure what to do. He should have checked out the sleeping arrangements this afternoon rather than going to meet the clansmen. Now there was no time to fill himself a new mattress, no time to order the room scrubbed clean, no time to prepare a pallet in the hall, and no time to make himself a camp in the bush. He had searched the keep but found no staff except the cook who had just sneered at him and insisted there were no w
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Chapter 9

It hadn’t taken nearly as long as she’d expected to get her father’s friends down and locked side by side in the pillory. Their feet were locked in tight and their hands shackled behind them. She and her husband had been grinning and trying not to laugh out loud the whole time! It was more fun than she’d had in years. Hopefully, he wouldn’t be too quick to retire to his bed. As she took the stairs quickly behind him her breath caught and she stumbled a step. She stopped on the stair, staring at the ground in front of her.Did she actually want to spend time with a man?“Izzy?” She looked up to see him a few steps ahead, he had stopped and turned when she stumbled. She smiled shyly and started back up the stairs.“Stubbed me toe,” she said softly. They stopped again in the hall outside her door. He looked in, then looked down the hall to the room that had been shown to him.“Do they clean yer room?” She winced. “Nay. I clean it. None of the maids here goes in a bedroom if she can help
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