Highlander The Cursed Lord (Highland Intrigue Trilogy 3)

She laughed at the image her husband painted. “Your mother was thrilled at the birth of her granddaughter. And I was glad to see how pleased your father was with a granddaughter. I thought he would be disappointed it wasn’t a grandson.”

Rannick laughed. “He told me there were plenty more bairns for me to make and one was bound to be a son.” He shook his head. “I cannot believe it was your mother who changed the mixture I ordered Lawler to fetch for you.”

“Lawler barely remembers meeting her,” she said, recalling the man scratching his head when Verbena made mention of it.

“She put a spell on him, that’s what she did,” Rannick said, his brow narrowing. “Then she held her tongue, refusing to say why she did it, but I know she did it to annoy me.”

Bliss chuckled and teased. “Be careful she does not turn you into a frog.”

“She has no such power, but she cautions about one who may have,” he said.

“A child born with her eyes open and can see all at birth… a powerful wise woman,” Bliss said. “I believe that is what Nabila saw when dealing with you and what made her turn against you. She feared a woman born more skilled and powerful than herself, perhaps even the one who would be her demise.”

Rannick caressed his daughter’s soft cheek with his finger. “You would not believe the relief on Odran and Brogan’s faces when they learned that our daughter was born with her eyes wide open while I was struck dumbfounded by the news.”

Bliss tilted her head back to kiss him, then whispered, “We are all safe now. It is over, finally done.”

Rannick grinned and shook his head as he looked at his sleeping daughter, “Nay, wife, it has just begun.”