Hector escorted the two girls through the corridors. Skye held Maysie's hand tightly, offering more consolation to herself than to Maysie."I feel like I'll never learn to find my way on my own," Skye said.“You'll learn, don't worry. All it takes is a little time."Did that mean they would live here after the wedding?Skye nodded. "Can Maysie sit next to me at the table?" she asked him."Yes, but Maysie?" he addressed her and turned to look at her."Yes, Hector?"“I love to hear you talk about a thousand things, but please, for this time, only speak if you are asked to, okay? When the king addresses you, or calls you to get close to him, bow before you answer and call him, Highness. Don’t forget it. Okay?""Yes, no problem Hector. Anything you want." Maysie answered him.Hector laughed softly. "That's my girl."Skye squeezed Maysie's hand in hers. "I'm not hiding from you, I started feeling nervous," she told him.Hector nodded. "I understand, but there is no need. Everything is goin
The hairs on the back of her neck stood up, and her blood froze in her veins under his slimy caress.Skye didn’t know what to do. How should she react? Was she allowed to react? The man before her was Hector's brother and the future King.Hector growled and grabbed Donncha's hand, twisting it hard."Did I warn you to let go of her or not?"Skye watched Donncha's face contort into a grimace of pain as he showed exalted pride and didn't make the slightest sound of pain.Hector leaned close to his face."I swear to God, if you ever consider touching her again, I won't hold myself back," he hissed his warning and continued squeezing his hand. Donncha's face had turned red, being unable to utter a word.“Stop, Hector! Let him!” Roisin interjected. “Haven’t you realized that Donncha likes to tease you? He was just joking. You don't have to break his hand.” she said, placing her hand on Hector's. “You can leave him now. Please," she whispered her last words, looking Hector in the eyes.His g
It was the first time that fortuity or fate had brought them so close.Her breath hitched as she sank into his eyes and was astonished by her reflection in his dilated pupils.That closeness didn't only take Skye by surprise, but also Hector, who forgot how to breathe, and his heart was about to explode.His burning eyes sank into hers.They stood still, looking at each other, forgetting where they were and that they were not alone but with all the service staff of the castle present.She dried the drool in her mouth, leaving it arid, and Skye unconsciously licked her lower lip. Hector's eyes trailed down to her lips and fixed on her juicy wet lips.Her cheeks began to burn, and she struggled to fight it off.Her lips parted to answer his question, but someone else's voice overtook her."Don't tell me you're going to kiss, because I already feel nauseous. I will throw up.” Donncha sneered and touched his stomach ostentatiously.Skye jerked back, breaking eye contact, pressing her hand
"Thank you." Skye told him, grabbing a non-existent lock of hair and tucking it behind her ear."It is nothing. Don’t mention it. I want to be by your side until you get used to it. Until you feel that you are at home and not just in your new house," he replied.How does it come and always tell her the right words that relieve her of every doubt, every trace of anxiety and nervousness?They were interrupted by talking coming from outside and she turned towards where the voices were coming from.“What the hell has she piled in there? It is so heavy.” two servants entered carrying a large trunk.Once they noticed that Hector was there, their eyes widened slightly, and they immediately stopped talking.They stopped intending to leave the trunk on the floor and bow before continuing.Hector waved his hand.“Proceed, your time now matters, so don’t waste it. There is no need to do this now. Another time when your hands will be free,” Hector told them, urging them to move on.The two servan
A few minutes later, Skye came out of the chamber and saw him waiting for her.Hector leaned his left shoulder against the stone wall. When he heard the door opening, he looked up and faced her.He didn't smile, and his eyes didn't sparkle like they always did when he saw her. The matter was of great importance to him, and he would not rest until it was resolved. He could no longer bear this weight on his heart. Something had changed and he needed to know. And most of all he wanted to know why. What was his fault? Whatever it was, he had to fix it before the wedding. Before, they stand before the god and join the sacred bonds.Their eyes met and before Skye looked away she noticed the dark circle under his free eye.This sign was well-known from her own experience. The same thing happened in her own eyes when she didn't sleep well at night, and that was mostly when she was still living in her uncle's castle.'But why doesn't Hector sleep well?' she thought.A thought crossed her mind.
The dress flapped behind her as she ran away from him, and the hold on her hair began to loosen until her hair was completely free and fluttered like waves in the wind.For a few moments, Hector remained stunned, and as he watched her run away, all he felt was terror. The terror that he was in danger of losing the most precious thing he had. The terror that he would lose her from his life. At that thought, his heart cracked.He ran after her. "Skye, wait!"Skye kept running. The magnificent scenery she had been admiring until a while ago, had now turned into a blurry image. Tears of despair were streaming down her cheeks.Her vision was blurry, but that didn't stop her from continuing to run and carrying one thing on her mind, to get away. To leave this castle as fast as possible. After all, she was not made to live in castles, only embittered her.She would give anything to return to her village, in the poor hut where she only felt happy. But she had nothing to give. She had nothing
His heart swelled with the longing it had been building up for so long and began to increase its pulse.Her lips were petal soft and warm and carried a salty taste from her tears that had watered them.Blood throbbed in his veins with a scarlet web of desire.She remained motionless, but Hector didn’t lose his courage. He knew that for her, kissing someone was something unprecedented, something she had never tried before. The positive thing was that she didn't back down, she didn't refuse him, and in a way, she gave him her consent.Maybe he should end it here; it was a good start to their relationship. However, the emotions he had been holding back all these years rushed to overwhelm his body. Who can hold back a raging torrent, and how?A fervent desire burned his mind, and he couldn't think of anything else. His fingers longed to touch her, and his mouth to taste her.He had to find out what secrets lay within that soft, full flesh of her lips.He ran his other hand under her flowi
They walked in silence toward the place he had shown her earlier.She still felt a little dizzy, and her mind was a bit clouded from the experience she had just been through, and all she could think about was how he had made her feel.What else did he want them to discuss?Immersed in her thoughts as she was, she didn’t notice that the path had begun to widen, and without realizing it, she was following its line to the edge, fending off him.Hector watched her out of the corner of his eye. His heart flickered with contentment. He had taken a first step to bring them closer. It was an important step, but the goal was not fully achieved.His goal was to make her fall in love with him, deeply and unconditionally, as he did.His deep desire was to love him so much that he could not live without him.Today, he took the first step towards fulfilling this goal, and it was crowned with success.After that, the belief that he would succeed was born in his heart. He possessed patience and perse
"I'm sorry I'm late," Iona said, brushing a stray lock of hair from her face. "With those clouds hiding the sun, I couldn't tell if it was noon yet. I decided to come and wait for you anyway."Anise's eyes sparkled with excitement as she gestured for Iona to take a seat. "We have so much to discuss," she said eagerly. "Let's begin with why you decided to move to the town, I never expected you to leave the castle," Anise asked.Iona's eyes sparkled with a hint of mischief. "There's a plan," she revealed, raising Anise's eyebrows."Plan? What plan?" Anise leaned in, her voice barely above a whisper."I want to make Hector fall in love with me and leave Skye. I want to be a princess in her place."Anise's eyes widened. "That would be amazing. But how?""I'll seduce him somehow. I'll have to find his soft spots first and use them to my advantage," Iona replied, determination gleaming in her eyes.Anise's eyes lit up. "And that means Skye will be out of the castle," she said."And out of o
Maysie knocked on the door."Come in, Maysie," Skye called from inside. Maysie entered and found Skye pacing anxiously.The room was warm, the fire crackling in the hearth, contrasting sharply with the cold outside.Skye's face lit up with relief as she hurriedly approached and hugged Maysie. "You're finally here." Maysie's eyes widened in surprise; Skye wasn't usually this emotional."Mary told me that you need me. Are you okay?" Maysie asked, feeling Skye's fragile, trembling body. "You are trembling. Are you cold?""No. I'm scared." Skye whispered, her voice barely audible.Maysie looked at her, concern etched on her face. "Did something happen between you and Hector?""Not yet, but I'm afraid it will," Skye admitted, her eyes darting nervously."I don't understand, Skye." Maysie said, her brow furrowing."I will explain to you as we drink our tea," she said, gently guiding her toward the small living room. A large tray with tea and side dishes waited on a small table. Skye's hands
"Wait, Toren," Malcolm called, but Toren continued without looking back.Fiona leaned out the carriage window, her eyes narrowing. "What should we do now?" she asked her husband, her voice tinged with frustration."Moving on alone is our only option," Malcolm said, pressing his lips together thoughtfully."Let's move on, then. The noise here is dizzying," she said, squeezing her temples with a pained expression.Around them, the square buzzed with activity. Merchants hawking their goods, horses clattering on cobblestones, and the distant melody of a street musician's lute created a cacophony. The air was thick with freshly baked bread, mingling with the earthy aroma of vegetables and the tang of salted fish.Several moments passed without the carriage moving. Fiona glanced at Iona, her jaw clenched. "What is your father doing?" she asked, her voice tight."I don't know," Iona shrugged, her eyes wide with uncertainty."Stay here. I'll see what's happening," Fiona said, pushing the carr
Iona looked at her mother as she approached. She stood up, clutching the fabric of her skirt in her fists. Fiona was unhappy with the situation, her eyes wide, face red, and lips pursed."Oh, mother, I hope nothing went wrong in there . . .""Did you hear how he talked to me?" Fiona hissed at a low volume, interrupting her as if she hadn't heard anything she had said."He is uncouth, rude, and a boor," she continued in a low yet intense voice. Fiona paced back and forth; every time she turned, she violently kicked back her skirt as it gathered around her legs."Mother, please remain calm. You're right, but they must not perceive your anger. Remember, we rely on them. We must not upset them, or they might leave."Fiona stopped short in front of her, very close to her face. "I know," she replied. "That alone prevented me from causing a scene."A droplet of saliva flew from her mouth and landed on Iona's left cheek, just below her eye.Fiona began pacing back and forth again, and Iona se
Castle Eilean Donan: The UnexpectedThe day started with bleak gray clouds obscuring the sky. As winter approached, the sun had become a rare sight, and the chill in the air grew increasingly biting. Fiona held Iona by the shoulders, tightening her grip as Malcolm rode through the castle courtyard door. The echoing of the horse's hooves on the hard ground slowly faded. "Be careful," Fiona whispered. Tears welled as she watched him cross the narrow bridge connecting the castle to the mainland. They stood there until his figure disappeared behind the trees. "Let's go inside, mother. I'm frozen," Iona complained, clutching her cape tightly to protect herself from the cold wind."Yes, let's go," Fiona agreed. They headed towards the large wooden door, which was wide open, waiting for them. Fiona shut the heavy door and wiped the tears from her eyes. What would she do without Malcolm? He was left alone, unaccompanied. If he was attacked on the street, he could hardly get through on his o
Eilean Donan Castle: Iona's RegretMeanwhile, Malcolm's family endured a miserable life at Eilean Donan Castle. It was a daily struggle for everyone, especially Iona, who regretted hastily throwing away the broken glasses. Now, she also had to assist with the daily chores.Two days later, after disposing of the shards of glass, the doctor concluded that the wounds were healing normally. He assured the parents that the little girl would be fine before leaving, annoyed by their exaggerated urgency compared to more serious incidents.A few days ago, when she expressed her desire to destroy Skye by taking her husband, Iona believed they would quickly leave the castle. She was convinced that her parents also wanted to take revenge for everything that had happened to them because of Skye. Still, much to her great dismay, things differed from what she had in mind. Days passed without her father telling her anything about this issue.What the hell was going on? She had to learn. Her thoughts
Eithne studied Hector, her gaze lingering on the contours of his face. His features were familiar—the strong jawline, the scar that traced a jagged path across his cheek. She furrowed her brows in concentration, trying to pinpoint the change. "Hmm... Anything different about Hector?" she muttered as she observed him."No," Eithne concluded, shaking her head. I don't see anything different.""Oh, come on, Eithne. Focus. It's impossible to miss it, trust me," Skye urged her.Eithne looked at Hector once more and sighed in defeat. "I really don't see anything different, Skye. Please, just tell me.""Okay, he's not wearing his mask," Skye exclaimed."Oh! That's right. Maybe it's because I've been seeing him without a mask for years and I didn't realize it now. He only started wearing a mask recently." Eithne said.Skye raised her eyebrows. "Oh, really? It's only been for a while? And why is that?" She turned and looked at him."For you." Hector answered.His unexpected answer caught her
"Talisha, finally!" Hector said as he stood up. Skye rose beside him."Oh, my beloved ones!" Talisha exclaimed, joining her palms in a prayer position at the height of her chest. Her eyes shimmered with unshed tears. "I am so happy to see both of you together! Based on your faces full of happiness, I assume everything is going well between you," she said, gazing at them.A smile graced their faces. "Yes, everything is fine." They replied, even though it was obvious that Talisha was aware of everything. Most likely, she was seeking confirmation of what she had heard.How? Wasn't it already obvious? Only one person could tell. "Oh, Maysie!" Skye thought."Do you know where Maysie is, Talisha?" Skye asked her."Yes, she is in the kitchen. She helps out there.""You already knew what was going on, right Talisha?" Hector asked. "Maybe from Maysie?"Talisha looked at Skye. "Yes," she replied, "but please, Skye, don't scold her for spoiling your joy by saying the news before you do. Her exci
Skye furrowed her brows in bewilderment. When did this happen? And where was she? Maybe it was during the days they were apart? One of the days he spent with Eithne? She shook her head in the negative. No way, that's out of the question, because when she saw him standing outside her door, he didn't look like someone who had recently met the best day of his life.Then, which day did he mean? Did it occur before they were apart? But if that were the case, wouldn't he tell her? Sure, he would, but maybe he forgot to say to her. Ugh, she couldn't make sense of it. Her mind had become a tangle of assumptions.She studied his expression more carefully, hoping to draw a better conclusion.He folded his arms across his chest and observed her ever-changing expression. He was sure that something was brewing in her mind.Skye didn't draw any conclusions from his manner. She chose to stop thinking and let him reveal the information himself. Her heart started pounding; she feared what she was abou