“Irline crossed her arms over her chest and stared up at him, her curiosity quite evident. “A boon?” “Aye, just one boon.” “Tell me what boon it be that ye seek. I’ll no’ say aye or nay until I hear it.” He was quite thankful that she was at least willing to listen. “Let me have just a few moments with Joie, alone, without all the women around.” “Are ye daft?” she asked with a most serious tone. “Aye, I fear so,” he said as he offered her a warm smile. “All I ask is fer a few moments alone with her. I’ll even keep the door open and ye can watch to make certain I do no’ do anythin’ either one of us would be ashamed of.” Irline studied him closely for several long moments, sizing him up, looking for any hint of insincerity or deceit. Finally, she gave a curt nod of her head. “Verra well,” she said. Graeme was so overcome with relief that he scooped her up and hugged her. “Put me down, now, Graeme MacAulay!” she said as she smacked the back of his head. He was still smiling when he carefully set her back on her feet. “Thank ye, Irline, from the bottom of me heart.” “Do no’ thank me yet, Graeme. If yer mum finds out, I’ll lie and tell her ye held us all at sword point.” “’ Tis a risk I be willin’ to take,” he said.” GraemeBoonsIrlineTrying To See Joie Book:Isle of the Blessed Source: Isle of the Blessed