Page 183 of Moon Craving

allusion to love as well.

Emily's lovely violet eyes grew misty again. "It is a miracle."

Abigail knew exactly what she meant: the clan's acceptance and appreciation of

her. "Yes."

She spent the rest of the day reacquainting her sister with the Sinclair holding and

relearning her sister's words, movements and heart as well. Emily told Abigail about her

life among the Balmorals, in much richer detail than she had ever been able to go into in a

letter she knew would be read by both her father and Sybil as well as Abigail.

"I am so glad you found another woman to call sister. I missed you so much, but at

least I still had Jolenta. I prayed for you to find someone to take my place," Abigail

admitted.

"No one could take your place in my heart, but Cait is another sister of the soul. I

know you will find the same when you come to Balmoral Island to visit."

"Isn't she Talorc's sister as well?"

"Yes."

"Won't she come here to visit?"

Emily bit her lip, a clear marker that she was hesitant to speak freely.

"Just say it," Abigail demanded.

"Talorc promised not to take Cait's little son, but she worries that if she brings him

to visit, Talorc will decide he belongs with the Sinclairs rather than the Balmorals."

"Why would he?"

"Because the babe's father was Sean, Talorc's second-in-command before Barr."

"Niall and Barr's older brother?" Abigail asked in shock. "I knew they had been

married, but I did not realize she was pregnant when he died."

"Yes. And she was big with child when Drustan decided to keep her."

"This is part of the story you need to tell me, is it not?"

"Yes, but it's too long a story to get into before we have to return to the great hall to

eat."

The evening meal was a full celebration that ended with both lairds insisting on

carrying their wives up the stairs to the sleeping quarters. Abigail couldn't help noticing