For now this would do. Reeve couldn’t have agreed more. He wanted vows exchanged right now, before anything else interfered. Unfortunately, the next interference came from his family. Willow flew off the steps and into the great hall yelling, “Trey is awake.” “Let him wait,” Carnoth yelled angrily. “I want this done.” Tara turned on her father. “If as you claim, Reeve will be dead shortly after our vows are exchanged, then I insist that he be given the chance to speak with his brother one last time.” Reeve grinned. “Your daughter has a point, Carnoth.” The man mumbled beneath his breath before waving them away. “Be quick about it.” MacAlpin warriors roamed the great hall, their presence a warning to Carnoth and a relief to the parents and brothers as they hurried up the stairs. Mara was the first one in the room, but then everyone moved out of her way, including her husband, who followed on her heels.
