The only explanation for the insanity was Munn. He was a menace.
Spiraling into another fine rage, she leapt from the chair and marched to the door. She tugged, never expecting to find it unlocked, but this time, the door opened. Hurrying along the passageway, she passed two guardsmen deep in discussion. Although they glanced up and nodded when she passed, they didn’t bother to block her way. Confident no one else would attempt to stop her, she quickly made her way down the circular stair, across the courtyard, and through the castle gate. She ran along the path to the garden, blind to everything save her destination.
She found Elspeth sitting in the midst of the frost-dead plants with Alexander.
“Where is that miserable brownie?” Laurie asked. “How do you call a brownie to you?”
Elspeth and Alexander, as one, flipped wide eyes up from the book they read.
“You dinnae,” Elspeth said after a moment. “They appear only when they wish.”
Laurie glared at the horizon, raised her arm and made a fist. “Damn you, little man. I’ll find a way to keep Patrick close to my heart. You’ll not force us apart.”
Queasiness once again rumbled in Laurie’s stomach. Her vision blurred. She clutched her belly and swayed. Was this magic too? Had Munn put a hex on her?
“Laurie!” Elspeth jumped to her feet “What is it? What has befallen you?”
Laurie didn’t have the breath to answer. She stumbled over the gravel path and threw out an arm, reaching for the wall, but it was too far away and she was too weak. She slid to the ground and lost consciousness.