A Time Apart: Time Travel Historical Highlander Romance Read Online Free
Author: Lolita London
experiencing filled her mind and she didn’t know what to do.
The old woman’s warning about water flared in her mind, but she instantly dismissed it. Something strange was going on that she couldn’t explain, but she wasn’t about to believe fairy stories and ridiculous fortune teller warnings. She glanced up as the man placed a blanket around her shoulders.
“Thank you,” she said. “For helping me.”
The man simply nodded his head.
“We need to go,” he said. “It’s not safe to be out here for long in the dead of night.”
“Go where,” Jenny asked.
“Well…, unless you tell me where your home is the only thing I can do is take you to mine,” he replied.
Jenny didn’t see anything else she could do. She didn’t recognize where she was and the area around her looked bleak and desolate. If she was left alone she didn’t think it would end well and she needed to accept the help being offered to her. There was only one thing she knew for sure. She wasn’t in the grounds of the Albion Manor House any more. When the man gripped her arm, she got to her feet and leaned against him as her legs trembled. He led her across to his horse and mounted first before hauling her up in front of him. His urgent cry encouraged the animal to a canter and in a matter of seconds they were galloping across moorland with the wind whipping past them.
Jenny kept her eyes on the surroundings as the journey continued. She was desperate to see something familiar to take away the sense of dread that was taking hold in her mind, but it was a forlorn hope. There was nothing but open countryside around them in the darkness and she shook her head as she tried to make sense of what was going on.
The flat landscape turned more rolling and hilly as the horse continued to race across the ground at a fast gallop and a couple of hours after setting off they were riding through a glen. The man whipped the horse relentlessly, but eventually eased off and let the animal slow its pace. In the distance, Jenny saw the outline of what looked like a medieval castle against the background of the night sky. Her eyes opened wider as they headed in its direction and she realized it was where they were going.
“This…,” she let out in a surprised voice. “This is where you live?”
“It’s the ancestral home of the clan Dungannon,” he said. “It’s my home.”
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Jenny muttered under her breath.
Things were becoming more surreal by the minute, as if she was in a dream that she would wake up from and laugh about. Her nerves came out when they got to the side of a loch and she saw the calm surface. Her recent experience of being in water made her wary of even being near it, but as the horse trotted around the shoreline she began to take in more detail of the castle they were approaching. Tall stone turrets speared the dark night sky and she could see that the entire place was set out on an island in the middle of the loch. The main building loomed large over two smaller ones on either side and all were enclosed by a massive stone wall. It appeared to be an impregnable fortress, with the mountainous backdrop giving it an impressive beauty.
At first Jenny couldn’t see how they would actually get across to the buildings, but when they moved further around the shore the long stone bridge loomed out of the darkness. It stretched out towards the huge wall and the man led his mount onto it. They made their way almost all the way across the bridge before coming to a stop as it ended. There was nothing but the open space of a huge gap in front of them and the man got down.
“Who is it?” the cry came out from the top of a massive gate in the wall.
Jenny could do nothing but watch as the man she was with stepped right up to the edge of the stone bridge.
“It’s James,” he shouted back. “Open the bridge.”
“What’s
The old woman’s warning about water flared in her mind, but she instantly dismissed it. Something strange was going on that she couldn’t explain, but she wasn’t about to believe fairy stories and ridiculous fortune teller warnings. She glanced up as the man placed a blanket around her shoulders.
“Thank you,” she said. “For helping me.”
The man simply nodded his head.
“We need to go,” he said. “It’s not safe to be out here for long in the dead of night.”
“Go where,” Jenny asked.
“Well…, unless you tell me where your home is the only thing I can do is take you to mine,” he replied.
Jenny didn’t see anything else she could do. She didn’t recognize where she was and the area around her looked bleak and desolate. If she was left alone she didn’t think it would end well and she needed to accept the help being offered to her. There was only one thing she knew for sure. She wasn’t in the grounds of the Albion Manor House any more. When the man gripped her arm, she got to her feet and leaned against him as her legs trembled. He led her across to his horse and mounted first before hauling her up in front of him. His urgent cry encouraged the animal to a canter and in a matter of seconds they were galloping across moorland with the wind whipping past them.
Jenny kept her eyes on the surroundings as the journey continued. She was desperate to see something familiar to take away the sense of dread that was taking hold in her mind, but it was a forlorn hope. There was nothing but open countryside around them in the darkness and she shook her head as she tried to make sense of what was going on.
The flat landscape turned more rolling and hilly as the horse continued to race across the ground at a fast gallop and a couple of hours after setting off they were riding through a glen. The man whipped the horse relentlessly, but eventually eased off and let the animal slow its pace. In the distance, Jenny saw the outline of what looked like a medieval castle against the background of the night sky. Her eyes opened wider as they headed in its direction and she realized it was where they were going.
“This…,” she let out in a surprised voice. “This is where you live?”
“It’s the ancestral home of the clan Dungannon,” he said. “It’s my home.”
“You have got to be fucking kidding me,” Jenny muttered under her breath.
Things were becoming more surreal by the minute, as if she was in a dream that she would wake up from and laugh about. Her nerves came out when they got to the side of a loch and she saw the calm surface. Her recent experience of being in water made her wary of even being near it, but as the horse trotted around the shoreline she began to take in more detail of the castle they were approaching. Tall stone turrets speared the dark night sky and she could see that the entire place was set out on an island in the middle of the loch. The main building loomed large over two smaller ones on either side and all were enclosed by a massive stone wall. It appeared to be an impregnable fortress, with the mountainous backdrop giving it an impressive beauty.
At first Jenny couldn’t see how they would actually get across to the buildings, but when they moved further around the shore the long stone bridge loomed out of the darkness. It stretched out towards the huge wall and the man led his mount onto it. They made their way almost all the way across the bridge before coming to a stop as it ended. There was nothing but the open space of a huge gap in front of them and the man got down.
“Who is it?” the cry came out from the top of a massive gate in the wall.
Jenny could do nothing but watch as the man she was with stepped right up to the edge of the stone bridge.
“It’s James,” he shouted back. “Open the bridge.”
“What’s
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