“What are your plans for me?”  Kaitlin snapped.

“I had considered returning you to your father, but I changed my mind after seeing your destructive behavior. He will be sent notice of your whereabouts, but I shall put inform him that he must allow you to fulfill your punishment without interfering.”

“How dare you make demands upon my father.”  She glared at him as she blew away some tendrils that had fallen across her face.  She was glad he could not hear her heart beating furiously against her chest.

“I dare because you trespassed on my land. ‘Tis enough your brother and his companions steal my cattle, but now they send you to search for the cattle to steal,” he retorted.  His eyes darkened.

“If you are talking about my brother, Andrew, he did not steal your cattle.  We have our own cattle and have no desire to steal yours.”

“Andrew, Phillip, or Matthew.  Matters not. Some cattle are missing, and your father is responsible along with all your younger brothers.”

“How do you know my brothers’ names?” She approached him within an arm’s length and rested her fists on her hips.

“I know almost everything about Baron William Wakefield and his progeny.”  He stared down into her face. His expression bordered on mockery. “You forget my father fought with your’s years before you were born, and I was but a wee lad.”

“How can I forget?  My father burdened by your false claim upon his honor,” Kaitlin debated, never moving from her stance.

“Aye, because my father died at your father’s hands.”  He showed no signs of relenting.

“My father did not kill yours.”

“You can believe that, but after a meeting with your father, mine was killed returning to Capehope.  Your father may not have released the arrow, but he made sure someone did.”

“My father denies knowing anything about it.”  She recognized the defiance in her voice.

“He would never admit to murder.”

“Is that why you continue to battle us?”

“That and the fact you are thieves.  Your father stole my father’s life, and I vow to make his life as miserable as ever.”

“So you kidnapped me?”

“’Tis impossible to kidnap a trespasser. I shall not talk about this anymore.”