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As their eyes locked, time seemed to stand still. Keira was acutely aware of her racing heart and the warmth of his touch. Yet, she needed a moment to collect her thoughts, to evaluate the risks and rewards of his proposal.

With a deep breath, she finally spoke, her voice steady but tinged with a flicker of vulnerability. “I need a little more time to consider. It’s a decision I want to make with a clear mind, not after two glasses of whiskey.”

“As ye wish,” he replied, pulling his hand away from her chin, where her skin now lamented the loss of his touch. “But sometimes, a glass of whiskey can be a better advisor than yer conscious mind.”

“That may be so,” she said, taking a step back, but this physical distance did little to alleviate her frantic state of mind. “But they say that morning is wiser than the night.”

He nodded silently, to which she merely bid him a hasty goodnight, and then flew back to her chamber, her mind a tempest of thoughts and emotions.

The encounter with Raphael had left her in a whirlwind, the proposal echoing in her thoughts. The dimly lit room offered no solace as her restlessness grew.

The weight of the decision loomed over her, amplifying the cacophony in her mind. She could still hear his deep voice offering her all sorts of pleasure. Should she take this leap of faith? Should she embrace the unexpected? Or should she adhere to the plans others had so meticulously crafted for her?

With a sigh, she rose from the bed where she had tried to lie down, unable to stay still any longer. She needed air, and space to think. She wrapped a shawl around her shoulders, her bare feet padding softly against the floor as she made her way to the window.

The night was calm, the moon casting a gentle glow on the Scottish landscape, providing sudden clarity in this much-needed moment.

I can handle myself around him.

A few more moments of deep thought assured her even more of this fact.

Yes. I am free to explore this feeling of desire, and he is the perfect man for that. Then, after fourteen days, I will walk away from all this just as easily as he can and marry the Earl.

5

Raphael sat across from Jasper in the elegant study, the weight of their business conversation tangling with his racing thoughts of Keira. He struggled to keep his focus on the trade agreements and alliance strategies, the allure of their previous encounter still fresh in his mind.

It was all too insane, and yet, he hoped that Keira would accept his proposal. To him, it made perfect sense. He would kill two birds with one stone.

He would have some fun, which was, after all, what Keira herself wanted, and in addition to that, he would also rid himself of the prospects of marriage that had been looming over him like the sword of Damocles. Despite all of this, he tried to focus on the conversation he was having with Jasper.

“The changin’ dynamics of the region call for a strengthening of this alliance immediately.” Jasper nodded. “There havebeen whispers of unrest, and we must ensure the safety and prosperity of our clans.”

“I couldnae agree more,” Raphael said, leaning back into his leather chair opposite his friend. Keira was still in the back of his mind, but he was ready to delve into the intricacies of trade agreements and defense strategies that were crucial for their clans.

“Jasper,” he began. “We’ve seen a steady growth in trade over the years, but recent developments suggest that we need to fortify our trade routes further. I propose explorin’ new trade agreements with neighborin’ clans to diversify our tradin’ partners and reduce dependency on any single alliance.”

Jasper thought about it for a moment, then nodded in agreement, appreciating the strategic thinking. “I wasnae a fan of depending on anyone before, hardly had any allies, to begin with… So, aye. Diversification is a wise approach. I concur. I’ll instruct our trade envoy to initiate discussions with potential partners. We must also ensure the safety of our merchants and caravans durin’ these journeys.”

Raphael was now fully immersed in the conversation. This was where he felt the safest, making sure that his clan was protected and taken care of. Jasper wanted to do the same, so it was easy to find themselves on the same page regarding all these issues.

“Absolutely,” Raphael continued. “Security is of the utmost importance. We could strengthen our patrols along the trade routes, establishin’ secure checkpoints and fosterin’ bettercommunication with neighborin’ clans to share information about any potential threats.”

As they continued to discuss trade and defense, their synergy and shared vision became evident. They exchanged ideas on enhancing the training of their warriors, improving the infrastructure of their strongholds, and investing in advanced defense mechanisms to fortify their territories.

Jasper added, “In addition to physical defenses, we should bolster our intelligence network. Havin’ reliable information about the activities and intentions of neighborin’ clans will empower us to make informed decisions and act swiftly if needed.”

Raphael agreed, recognizing the importance of obtaining information. “Yes, intelligence is a powerful tool. We’ll work on strengthenin’ our network and buildin’ alliances with informants. Sharin’ information within our network of allies can only benefit us all.”

Their conversation continued, a symphony of strategic planning and shared goals. It was a testament to the strength of their alliance, where their collaboration and mutual respect for each other’s insights would undoubtedly lead to a safer and more prosperous future for their clans.

For a moment, Raphael managed to forget all about his meddlesome, matchmaking mother and the dangerous fact that there was a woman who had managed to capture his interest,without even realizing that she had unwittingly put herself in danger by doing so.

At that point, a soft knock echoed through the study, momentarily breaking the focused atmosphere.

“Aye?” Jasper lifted his gaze and directed it towards the door. Raphael did the same, wondering who it could be.

The door pushed open slowly, revealing Keira. Raphael thought she would be surprised to see him there with Jasper, but on the contrary, her face revealed no surprise. It was actually as if she had expected to find him there, and not only that, but she was there for him. He almost smirked but managed to resist doing so.