Loyalty and honor. A Highland warrior prizes both more than life, and when he swears his oath on the dirk, he must obey or die. Duncan Cameron heeds his chief's order without question, but discovers his wife-to-be is no fair maiden. Although women are no longer trained in the art of fighting, Rory MacGregor follows in the footsteps of her Celtic ancestors. Secrets from the past and superstitious folk endanger Rory and Duncan as much as Bonnie Prince Charlie and his uprising to win back the British throne for his father. Rory and Duncan must make difficult choices that pit honor and duty against trust and love...
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Set in Scotland during the Rising of 1745, The Scottish Thistle is a historical novel intertwined with a love story.
Prince Charles-the elder son of an exiled king-seeks to reclaim the British throne for the Royal House of Stewart. A loyal Jacobite, Sir Donald Cameron of Lochiel, raises his clan for the prince and thus begins the Rising of 1745. In the end, the tactics of Highland warfare prove no match against the trained might of the British Army. The Jacobite Army is slaughtered at Culloden Moor in April, 1746.
Thistle, a notorious smuggler wanted by the Crown, saves Duncan Cameron's life and takes him to an isolated MacGregor village. A chieftain of this clan, Rory MacGregor is bound by her oath and her father's promise to protect her people from persecution. When Duncan offers that protection, she agrees to wed him even though he is her enemy. The uneasy alliance they forge is tested by the appearance of Prince Charles and those who wish to destroy their union.
Earlier, Thistle had blessed the torrential rain. Now, the smuggler cursed it. A lightning bolt slashed the ink-black sky. The shadows of the night blurred, and Thistle shuddered. The premonition descended with the finality of a coffin lid being nailed shut.
Thistle stood at the left hand of a dark-haired man. Swirls of mist curled around their feet and shadowy forms rose up between them, separating Thistle from the stranger. A flash of steel pierced the darkness. The white mist turned bright red, then faded to nothingness.
The smuggler's eyes flew open! Thistle strained to hear, but thunder and wind obliterated other sounds. Lightning flashed, but in the instant it illuminated mountain and glen, Thistle glimpsed the peril.
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