Page 37 of Healing the Highland Sinner (Tales of the Maxwell Lasses #7)

One Month Later…

Ellair leaned his head back, letting the natural hot spring that fed the large tub in the keep’s bath house, relax the muscles in his sore, aching body. It had been a few weeks now, since the battle at Sinclair’s stronghold and though most of his wounds were healed, he was still a bit stiff and sore. The hot water had been working wonders, and he was feeling almost like his old self again.