So Teárlag told him the whole sordid tale. How Blackthorne offered his hand in marriage and the conditions upon which he offered it. How Teárlag had been instructed to get close to one of the Cameron brothers and for her to spy on them. As soon as she mentioned she'd been spying for Blackthorne, Thorburn pulled away from her. He got up from the bed, pacing the room, staring at Teárlag, his hands balled into fists and a vein in his temple throbbing from his anger. She informed him of his predilections to whipping and caning, and the only reason Thorburn hadn't seen her with Blackthorne's marks upon her body...