not attending the festival, I assure you it would take months before everyone had voted. We would have to wait until next year to compete.â
âBut we cannot wait that long for a decision,â Otis said.
âI will be completely honest with you and tell you I wouldnât give the matter to my clan to decide anyway. The mere suggestion is obscene. The Sinclair name is sacred. However, since you say you wish only to save your soldiersâ pride, if I decide on this union, then I will also suggest they compete for positions within my ranks under my commander. Those MacPherson soldiers who show strength and courage against my soldiers will be personally trained by Gideon.â
Otis nodded. âWeâll return then in three hours to hear your answer,â he said.
âGod guide you in making this momentous decision,â Brisbane added as he followed his friend outside.
Ramsey laughed softly. âWeâve just been led down a crooked path,â he remarked. âOtis believes the MacPherson soldiers could beat us and then he would have it all. Our protection and his name.â
Gideon wasnât amused. âThey come to you with hat in hand, begging, but then they have the audacity to put conditions on you at the same time. They are outrageous.â
âWhat say you, Anthony?â he asked Gideonâs second in command.
âIâm against this union,â the yellow-haired soldier muttered. âAny man who would willingly give up his name disgusts me.â
âI feel the same,â Faudron interjected, his hawk-like face red with anger. âBrisbane and Otis are despicable.â
âNay, theyâre simply cunning old men who want the best for their clan. Iâve known for some time now that they were going to come to me, and Iâve had time to contemplate the matter. Tell me, Gideon, are you in favor of such a union?â
âI know you are,â he replied. âYour heart is too soft, Laird. Itâs a troubling flaw, that. I see the problems involved in such a union.â
âSo do I,â Ramsey said. âBut Otis is right; they have much to offer in return. More important is their cry for help, Gideon. Can you turn your back on them?â
His commander shook his head. âNay, the Boswells would slaughter them. However, Iâm most concerned about Proster and the other dissenters.â
âTheyâve had time to come to terms with this union,â Ramsey reminded him. âYou heard what Otis said. They first voted four months ago. Besides, weâll keep a close eye on them.â
âYour mindâs made up, isnât it?â
âYes, Iâll welcome them into our clan.â
âThereâll be problems with our soldiers . . .â
Ramsey slapped Gideonâs shoulder. âThen weâll deal with them,â he said. âDonât look so bleak. Letâs put the matter aside for now and join the festivities. Iain and Judith Maitland have been here since yesterday afternoon and Iâve still not spoken to them. Letâs hunt them down.â
âThere is one more pressing matter you must attend to first,â he said.
Ramsey dismissed Anthony and Faudron and then said to Gideon, âI can see from your grin the matter isnât serious.â
âTo your faithful soldier, Dunstan Forbes, the matter is very serious. You might as well sit down, Laird, for Dunstan has requested permission to marry Bridgid KirkConnell.â
Ramsey was suddenly weary. âHow many does this make now?â
Gideon laughed. âIncluding me, I count seven proposals in all, but Douglas swears there have been eight.â
Ramsey sat down and stretched his long legs out in front of him. âDoes Bridgid know about this latest suitor?â
âNot yet,â he answered. âBut I have taken the liberty of sending for her. Sheâs waiting outside, and you will at last meet the thorn