Page 29 of Desiring the Highland Laird
“I’ll hem this up for ye.”
Evie slipped into the bed, pulling the blankets up and over her. As she sat there, she watched the woman walk to the door.
“Roslyn?” She paused, turned back to her. “Thank you.”
She gave her a small grin. “Yer welcome. G’night, lass.”
And then she was gone.
Chapter Ten
Hamish led Callumfrom the armory through the keep to the west tower, which was used for guests, should they have any. He wasn’t sure why they were heading there but he assumed he would learn why soon enough.
His da paused at one of the doors and then turned to him, a glint of concern in his eye. His hand was on the door handle.
“We dinnae use this room much, ye ken,” he said.
Callum nodded.
He continued to hesitate. “’Tis something I’ve shown no one else. Not even yer mam before she passed, may she rest in peace.”
The look on his face made him wonder what his da was up to and why he seemed to want to keep the room a secret.
“Aye, I understand.”
He pushed open the door to the chamber. The room was dark save for the shaft of light coming from the hallway. From what he could see in the minimal light, the room was devoid of furniture save for a chair by the hearth and the bed which had no linens on it. The walls were covered with large tapestries woven in muted colors. Hamish entered and moments later, a candelabra came to life, illuminating the room in a soft yellow glow.
Six tapestries lined the walls. He had never seen them before. Callum entered the chamber and approached the first one. Hestared at it in quiet disbelief as his mind tried to make sense of what his eyes were seeing.
The first image was of a woman with long silvery hair and bright blue eyes standing on a craggy hill with her hand outstretched above her. Something in her hand glowed with streaks of light shooting out from it over her head. It was a nighttime scene, with gloomy shadows pressing all around her and two women flanking her. One had black hair. The other had red hair.
The second tapestry was of a bolt of lightning hitting the ground in front of the three women as they stood on the craggy hill. The ground was lit up in a bright flash.
The third showed the cloudy sky split in two and a woman falling from it toward the ground.
There were three more tapestries after that lining the walls, but they were devoid of an image. He peered at them for a long moment, confusion flickering through him.
“What am I looking at, Da?”
“The prophecy,” he said. Hamish moved to the first one and pointed. “The Night of Shadows. They are the Triple Goddess.” Then he moved to the second one. “The Shattering. The Triple Goddess did this to protect All Time and to make sure it didna fall into the wrong hands.” Then to the third. “The arrival of the lass.”
Callum looked closer at the third tapestry. Indeed, it appeared the woman falling from the sky had red hair and wore a black garment like the one Evie arrived in. But how? How could a tapestry be of an event that happened earlier that day?
“Where did ye get these?” Callum asked.
“They came to me with the prophecy. I dreamed it, ye ken, and then this one appeared.” He pointed to the one of Evie falling from the sky.
Callum shook his head, still not believing. “Appeared?”
“Aye. It dinnae appear in the tapestry until she arrived.”
He continued to stare at the wall hangings as though they were objects he had never seen before. Well, in some ways, that was true. He had never seen these particular tapestries, but something about them were odd.
“Ye still think it’s a farce?” Hamish asked. “Do ye eyes no see the truth?”
He did see the truth, but he didn’t want to believe it. Even with the arrival of Evie depicted in the third tapestry, which he didn’t understand. He also didn’t understand why the others were blank. They were merely hangings made of fine woven thread.
“What about those?” He motioned to the ones devoid of an image.
