Page 93 of Keeping Kate
Kate nodded. “You have let go some of the fierce locks you had on yourself.”
He gave a rueful smile. “I have, I think. All due to you and your magic.”
“Not me. You have changed within, sir. Perhaps it was just time for it to happen.”
He laughed, giving Daisy a little bounce. “Whatever it was, it is all gone now, Miss Daisy Fraser,” he said.
“All gone,” Daisy said. “All gone!”
He looked at Kate. “I have been a fool.”
“Foo,” Daisy said.
Kate laughed. “Love, Captain Fraser,” she said, “makes its own magic, they say.”
“MacCarran fairy wisdom.”
“Oh, aye,” she murmured, looking up at him. “We should go inside.”
“Aye. But wait. We do not yet know, Miss MacCarran—’’
“Mrs. Fraser,” she amended.
“—if your wee magic can help three men leave prison without putting you in their place.”
“We shall hope so, sir, or you and I will be back to chains and manacles.”
“Let us hope we at least share a cell,” he said wryly, and led her through the gate.
As they greeted Euphemia and the girls at the door and entered the house, Kate touched the crystal at her throat. Love had been born in her life, and it must have the chance to thrive. Somehow they had to prevail in the dangerous task ahead.
