" Ian and Rob remained standing.
“What did Dougal want?” Ian asked.
“Our Lina’s hand, that’s what.” Andrew crossed his arms against his chest.
Ian stared at him, resisting an urge to grind his teeth.
“In marriage?” Rob asked.
“Aye, sure, in marriage,” Andrew said, his thick, dark eyebrows knitting together. “The knave dared to tell me that such a marriage would reunite Clan Farlan. Then he had the gall to ask if I didna want such an end to the trouble and strife of the past two decades. Come to that, I expect it might serve such an end.”
Ian felt as if the Fates had kicked the wind out of him. But he gathered enough air to say, “You didn’t . . . that is, you couldn’t have agreed to that.”
Rob’s eyebrows shot up then, and Ian’s peripheral vision caught that rare sign of surprise in his friend. "

― Amanda Scott , The Knight's Temptress (Lairds of the Loch, #2)