regshoe

This is the BEST chapter, except perhaps certain later chapters. The book takes a while to build to this point, but now that it's here it goes ALL OUT.

I just love the explosion of hurt/comfort here. Ewen: confused, feverish, in pain, not even certain that it's really Keith here; a brief moment of comfort in between the horror of the battle (God, his description of waking up naked and stiff with cold on the field!) and the horror that awaits once he's captured. Keith: in some ways even more confused about his own feelings, but that confusion doesn't stop him from doing everything he can to help Ewen.

The atmosphere in this chapter is also just incredible. I love the burned shielings still smoking when Keith arrives, poor Neil stiff and stark by the door, the darkness and the flickering light in the shieling, Keith sopping the bread in the wine to feed to Ewen... and the incredible sweetness of Ewan's gratitude and affection once he fully grasps who Keith is and what he has done for him, and the fact that Keith just can't quite accept it, partly because he feels the stain on his honor from the things he implied to Guthrie, but also just... he's not used to people being fond of him, or letting himself be fond of other people.