Epilogue
Trevor had been secretly pleased when Emma had admitted she wanted to return to England with him.
Although he had developed some affinity for the Highlands, he was not quite ready to leave his life in England yet, for there were still ambitions he had to fulfill in his uncle’s company.
However, when morning rose and the reality of their situation revealed itself to him, he became worried, for they were going to have to tell Emma’s parents about what they had planned.
Trevor had already seen how much Douglas wanted to maintain his life, but now Trevor had come along and was looking to change it.
However, the conversation had not been as difficult as Trevor worried it would be.
It was clear that Douglas had done some thinking, no doubt encouraged by his good wife, Trevor thought.
Douglas made it clear that he wanted what was best for his daughter, whatever she decided that may be.
Emma was delighted by this and squeezed Trevor’s hand.
When she explained that she was going to return to London with Trevor, it was clear that her parents were unhappy, but it was equally clear they were not going to stand in her way.
Tears were shed and well wishes were shared.
Trevor promised to look after her, and they made it clear that they would correspond regularly and return to the Highlands as often as they could.
Trevor was not seeking to take Emma away from her home or her family, and in fact, he made it clear that as he did not have much in the way of family himself, he was looking forward to spending more time with them as the years passed.
Douglas and Lyndsay couldn’t have hoped for anything better, and they wished the newlyweds well as they left for London. They had to wait a while to summon a carriage that could transport Emma’s belongings, although she was a humble girl and did not own too many things.
“I have tae admit that I am a little sad at leaving,” Emma confided in him as the carriage trundled away from the village. The entire village, apart from David, was there to wave her away.
“It’s only natural because it’s your home. It’s the only home you’ve ever known, but we will return. This is not the last time you will lay your eyes on this part of the world,” he reassured her.
“I know, but it still takes a toll on my heart. Still, I suppose it is tempered by the excitement of the life I am traveling tae. I cannae wait tae see the landscape change as we travel down tae England. I just hope that we dinnae run intae any bandits.”
“I’m sure we won’t. The roads are not as dangerous as they once were,” he said, and the carriage got underway fully.