The Border Vixen (Border Chronicles Series #5)

The Border Vixen (Border Chronicles Series #5)

by Bertrice Small

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Overview

Aware of the covetous interest in his land, the laird of Brae Aisir announces that any man who can outfight his spitfire of a granddaughter will have her as a wife, along with her inheritance. It's a heated contest that inspires the passion of one man and the jealous wrath of another.

Product Details

ISBN-13: 9780451235275
Publisher: Penguin Publishing Group
Publication date: 12/06/2011
Series: Border Chronicles Series , #5
Edition description: Reissue
Pages: 432
Sales rank: 424,644
Product dimensions: 4.20(w) x 6.60(h) x 1.40(d)
Age Range: 18 Years

About the Author

Bertrice Small was the New York Times bestselling author of more than fifty novels. Among her numerous awards, she was the recipient of the RWA Nora Roberts Lifetime Achievement Award. She lived on the North Fork of the eastern end of Long Island, New York, until her death in 2015.

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Chapter 3

As the laird enjoyed his mirth, Maggie Kerr entered the hall. "I am told we have a visitor, Grandsire," she said, coming forward.

Fingal Stewart watched her come. She was dressed in woolen breeks, boots, and an open-necked shirt. A wide leather belt encircled her waist. The skin of her neck and face was damp with obvious exertion. The lass was more than pretty, he realized, but the confident stride as she walked, the open curiosity in her hazel eyes, the set of her jaw, told him she would be neither biddable nor easy. He stood politely as she came forward.

"The king has sent ye a gift, lassie," the laird chortled. He was truly enjoying this.

"The king? A gift?" She looked genuinely puzzled. "The king has never set eyes upon me. Why would he send me a gift?"

"Ewan Hay went to visit His Majesty. He told him ye needed a husband, lass," the laird cackled. "And so the king has sent his own kinsman to wed ye." The laird waited for the outburst that was not long in coming.

"Ewan Hay told the king I needed a husband? Why would that pox-ridden donkey's ass do such a thing?" Then her eyes widened. "God's balls! He thought to steal Brae Aisir out from beneath us, Grandsire, didn't he? He thought the king would order me to wed him, the imbecile!" Then her eyes fixed themselves on her grandfather's companion. "Who are ye, sir?"

"Lord Fingal Stewart, madam," Fin answered her.

"And yer the king's kin sent to wed me?" she demanded.

"I am," he replied.

"And what, my lord, have ye done to win such a prize?" Maggie wanted to know.

"I have been loyal, madam. The Stewarts of Torra have always been loyal to the Stewart kings since the days of James the First. The king knows he may trust me to do as I have been bid," Fingal Stewart answered her in a hard voice.

"Torra? Of the rock?" Maggie was curious in spite of herself. "Where do ye come from, my lord?"

"Edinburgh, madam. We are the Stewarts of Torra because our house sits below the castle rock itself," he told her.

"Ye have no lands then," she said scornfully.

"I have a house, a manservant, twelve men-at-arms gifted me by the king, some coin with Moses Kira, the banker, a modest purse of gold I've brought with me, and James Stewart's favor. Naught else," Fingal Stewart responded honestly.

Maggie had not expected a candid answer. She had never met a man before who was quite so direct. Usually men struggled to please her, to win her over—even that obnoxious simpleton Ewan Hay. "So ye've come to wed me for my wealth," she said, contempt tingeing her voice.

"I've come to wed ye because I have been ordered to it," he replied as insultingly.

"If ye think to wed me, my lord, ye will have to comply with the same rules all my other suitors have faced. And none has succeeded to date. I'll wed no man, particularly a stranger, whom I cannot respect. If ye can outrun me, outride me, and outfight me, I'll go to the altar willingly, but not otherwise."

"There's no choice here, lass," the laird told his granddaughter. "This man has been sent by the king, and I tell you truthfully that I am happy to see him. Ye'll wed him, and that's the end of it. Will ye let a man like Ewan Hay dispossess ye when I'm dead? Make no mistake, lassie, without a strong husband to follow in my path, our neighbors will be fighting ye and one another for control of the Aisir nam Breug."

"But Grandsire, if he does not compete against me, those same neighbors will rise up against the Kerrs for having imposed our conditions upon them, but not upon the king's kinsman," Maggie argued. "Ye swore before them that all suitors must conform."

"The lass is right," Fingal Stewart agreed. "If I am to have the respect of yer neighbors, my lord, I must accept the lady's challenge. 'Twill not be difficult to overcome her. I'm surprised this Hay couldn't."

Maggie suddenly grinned wickedly. "I can outrun, outride, and outfight any man in the Borders, my lord," she repeated, "and I will, I promise ye, outrun, outride, and outfight ye."

"I am not from the Borders," Lord Stewart reminded her with an answering grin.

"Ye can have yer contest, Maggie," her grandsire said, "but first I will have the marriage contract drawn up. Ye and Lord Stewart will sign it. When the contest is over, win or lose, ye must accept the marriage and have yer uncle bless it in the chapel."

She hesitated.

"Are ye afraid I'll beat ye?" Lord Stewart taunted her.

"I'm just concerned with having to live with a weakling," Maggie said sharply.

He laughed. "Madam, have ye ever been spanked?" he asked her.

She turned an outraged face to him. "Nay, never!"

"Ye will be, and soon, I have not a doubt," he told her.

"Lay a hand on me in anger, my lord, and I'll gut ye from stem to gudgeon," Maggie told him fiercely, her hand going to the dagger at her waist.

The laird's face grew grim at her combative words, but before he might admonish her, Lord Stewart laughed aloud.

"Marrying a stranger cannot be easy for either bride or groom, madam," he told her, grinning. "I can but hope this passion of yers extends to the marriage bed, for then we will suit admirably, and there will be no talk of murder, I promise ye."

Though Maggie was tall for a woman, he towered over her. She gasped and blushed at his blunt speech. No man had ever spoken so suggestively to her. For a moment she was at a loss for words. Then she said, "I'll sign the marriage contract, for in law that will make ye my husband. And I'm certain that will convince the greedier among our neighbors that the Aisir nam Breug's future ownership is settled. Particularly after they have met ye. Ye would appear to be reasonably intelligent and competent, my lord. But ye will nae bed me until ye have fulfilled my terms."

(Continues…)



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harstan More than 1 year ago
In 1532 seventeen year old feisty independent lass Margaret "Mad Maggie" Kerr seeks a husband. However, she will not settle for any spouse as she has a criterion in who becomes her mate. The man needs to allow Mad Maggie to do what she wants to do. Her frustrated grandfather, the laird of Brae Aisir, Dugald Kerr challenges Scottish men to compete for her hand by proving they can "outride, outrun and outfight" her. The prize to the victor is Maggie who is the sole heir to his fortune including ownership of the key pass between Scotland and England that the Kerr kin have patrolled and collected tolls for over five centuries. Many males take a chance, but most like Ewan embarrassingly lose to the athletic tomboy. King James V sends his cousin Fingal Stewart with instructions to win her hand and gain control of the critical passage. Fingal passes the tests and more when he wins Maggie's love, but an irate Ewan decides to force her to marry him with his plan to leave with his child growing inside her. The fifth Border Chronicles (A Dangerous Love, and The Border Lord and Lady) is a fabulous sixteenth century romantic romp retelling the Greek mythological tale of Atalanta. Mad Maggie is a great refreshing heroine while Fingal proves worthy of her not because he wins the contests but due to his racing for her golden heart. Evil Ewan adds late suspense to a delightful amusing frolic. Harriet Klausner
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I hadn't read or purchased a Bertrice Small book in years, and after reading this book I was reminded of why. If you are looking for an almost nonexistent plot, history so detailed it becomes painfully boring, gratuitous graphic sex, and insufficient character development, however, this book is for you. Initially the book shows some promise, but after a short build up the characters (such as they are) are abandoned and the reader is given a Scottish history lesson where the plot is completely lost. We never discover why we should care about the hero or the heroine or even why they might be interesting. I do enjoy learning about history, but I also enjoy a good romance and frankly I was more intrigued by James V and his story than by the hero and heroine. There are other authors who can skillfully weave a story and history together, but Ms. Small is completely unsuccessful in this book. I was very disappointed and if I am ever tempted by one of Ms. Small's books again I will visit the library and remind myself why it would be a waste of good money.
mountie9 on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Mini-Review: Another wildly passionate Bertrice Small historical novel filled with fiery Scottish wenches and strapping border lords. What is not to like. Bertrice has the gift of telling an engrossing tale backed up with historical detail. I own pretty much every book she has ever written, and this latest story doesn't disappoint. Not as naughty as most of her other stories, but still enough to make you blush. I love her descriptions of the lands, the customs, the foods and most of all the fashions of early 1500's Scotland. Sort of wish I had been around during that era -- than again, I like my modern conveniences and well quite frankly the ability of women to be able to own property and not just be a breeding mares - I know picky picky. But the fashion is very tempting and quite frankly suit my body type. If you want a tale for a cold winters night or lounging around on the beach, this here it is. Now hopefully tonight I will dream of a strapping Scottish lad.4 Dewey'sI bought my copy from Chapters and nobody paid me crap to put this review up -- but hey I love to promote Bertrice's books. She's a wonderful writer and a truly decent women!
cyderry on LibraryThing More than 1 year ago
Mad Maggie Kerr is the heiress/granddaughter of Dugald Kerr, laird of Brae Aisir and keeper of the Scottish side of the Aisir nam Breug passage. Maggie has sworn that she will only wed a man that she can respect and to gain that respect the man must be able to outrun, outride and outfight her. Many have tried but been humiliated but when Lord Fingal Stewart, cousin of King James V, is sent to Brae Aisir with orders from the king to wed her, matters change.Realizing that she cannot disobey the king, she signs the marriage documents but says that Fingal must still beat her before he can bed her.The struggle between the two is not just physical as they get to know each other and deal with the trouble times of that historical period.Another Bertrice Small book to treasure!
Anonymous More than 1 year ago
I enjoyed the character development, the heroine and her hero and surrounding supportive characters. The rich story was laced with peckish humor and steamy sex and sweet romance. Thank you. Mary F.
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So good
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LovesAGoodRead More than 1 year ago
Great start with unusual concept of a strong woman who can fight like a man and will not wed unless a suitor can out do her in her test of his abilities. The story seems to be bogged down in too much historical history, and way too much sex for my taste, but still a good example of B. Small at her best.
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Mad Maggie Kerr is the heiress/granddaughter of Dugald Kerr, laird of Brae Aisir and keeper of the Scottish side of the Aisir nam Breug passage. Maggie has sworn that she will only wed a man that she can respect and to gain that respect the man must be able to outrun, outride and outfight her. Many have tried but been humiliated but when Lord Fingal Stewart, cousin of King James V, is sent to Brae Aisir with orders from the king to wed her, matters change. Realizing that she cannot disobey the king, she signs the marriage documents but says that Fingal must still beat her before he can bed her. The struggle between the two is not just physical as they get to know each other and deal with the trouble times of that historical period.
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