‘Is that what we’re calling murder these days?’ I asked, although there was a lightness behind my words. Byron might not be aware of it but there was little chance of any further mishaps now I’d sorted out the Bull. But it still didn’t seem fair that I was the only one without a buddy. ‘There’s only me from Clan Adair,’ I said, pointing out the bleeding obvious. ‘Does that mean I can nominate someone to come with me?’

Byron’s gaze flickered towards Jamie. ‘I’ll talk to my father. But even if he agrees, you can’t bring someone who’s in the Kincaid, Darroch or Moncrieffe Clans because they will be already be represented.’

I shrugged. ‘Suits me. Jamie can be one of the Moncrieffe reps.’ I winked at him. The corners of his mouth tugged up in a quick answering smile. He was still very cute, especially when he put his dimples on show like that.

Byron’s jaw tightened. ‘No, he can’t. Both my father and I will be travelling for Moncrieffe.’

I was surprised at that. Byron’s attendance made sense; he had, after all, been one of the few Sidhe I’d had proper contact with and I doubted that the other Clan reps would be keen to chew the fat with me during our journey. However, I’d assumed that the Steward would delegate the journey to someone else. He must be a hands-on kind of leader.

Tipsania was looking bored. ‘He’s made things very awkward for the other Clans. Now they all have to send their Chieftains so they don’t lose face.’

‘As they should,’ Byron replied. ‘This is a matter of some importance.’

‘So I’ve heard,’ she said sarcastically.

His expression softened. ‘Sorry. It’s been a long week.’

Tell me about it. ‘Can we get this show on the road?’ I interrupted.

‘I’ll inform the others. Despite your sudden desire to get going, we won’t leave until first light tomorrow. By the time everyone gets their gear together, it’ll already be too late today.’

I remained cheerful. ‘More time for me to hang around the Cruaich and get to know the Sidhe, then. What fun.’

Tipsania rolled her eyes. ‘Byron, baby, will you come with me to the garden? I need some fresh air.’

‘It would be my pleasure.’ It was interesting that his expression told an entirely different tale. He was going to have to work on his acting ability if he planned to make an alliance with the Scrymgeours through Tipsania to solve the Moncrieffes’ financial woes. Although, looking at the way she hooked her arm round his and gazed adoringly up at him, that might not be too hard.

I watched them go. Jamie said reluctantly, ‘I have to, um, I have to go too.’

I smiled at him. ‘Okay.’