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
"Though what, Hector?" she squeezed his hand. "Did you discover anything?"Hector nodded. "I've never told anyone. I thought it would only cause pain and nothing else, because the king in the early years was waiting for her to come back. He hoped that she would somehow miraculously escape death and return to him. I don't know if he is still waiting for her. He stopped talking about her, but neither did he put another woman by his side. A few years ago, while I was in the woods hunting, I found the bones of an animal. They hadn't moved at all because they were somehow held by the animal's fur. Although the condition was bad due to the years that had passed, one could easily recognize that it was what was left of a horse. Its fur was discolored, but something inside me told me that it was the queen's mare. I looked around to see if I could find anything else... you know…."“Please, stop”. Skye covered her eyes with her hands, “Yes, yes I know. But you didn't find anything because otherw
The next few days were spent in the turmoil of the wedding preparations.Skye and Hector had been unable to meet each other alone since the day of their walk to the garden. They only saw each other at mealtime when they sat all together in the dining room.Beside her, Hector reassured her with his gaze and sometimes managed to squeeze her hand under the table.The day that Hector and Skye had spent in the garden, they had eaten some of the food the maids had brought them, and they returned to the castle. One of the maids escorted Skye to her chamber while Hector went to the library.In the chamber, was Maysie, who greeted her with enthusiasm and asked to know how her time with her future husband was. Her eyes were so bright and full of anticipation that Skye didn't deny her. She chose only what she could tell her without betraying the trust Hector had placed in her.She confided in her about the kiss they shared, leaving Maysie wide-eyed and asking for more details.But Skye wanted to
The ceremony was to take place in the nearby village church of Brora, which was 5 miles from the castle and was arranged for 11 am, so they would have the rest of the day to celebrate the event.Since the early hours of the morning, Skye had been awake. She felt a heavy sense of regret that kept her from getting a good night's rest. The upcoming day was going to be a grueling one. How will she manage to get through the day after hardly sleeping last night?Thoughts tormented her, and her regrets consumed her guts for not being able to tell Hector what her heart needed to tell him; she had kept her secret inside for years. She knew it wasn't her fault for not being alone with him the last few days, not even for a moment. Despite this, she couldn't help feeling the way she did and was convinced that she should have found a way to meet him.She had already taken her bath and sat on her dressing table to have her hair done, wearing a simple white dress.Talisha looked at her through the m
Skye lifted the edges of her lips, but the smile didn’t reach her eyes. Would he still hold the same opinion once she revealed what she wanted to share with him?"What are you two whispering about? Has the bride changed her mind?" Donncha asked. Queen Aine stared at him with a grim expression. Donncha forced a smile, but his gaze held a hint of sarcasm.King Cinaed observed his guests from his distinct and elevated position, and he noticed that some attendees offered polite smiles while others shifted uncomfortably in their seats, pursing their lips. He let out a heavy sigh and rubbed his forehead in frustration."Oh, Donncha, this is no time for your jokes," Roisin said with a giggle to lighten the mood.Hector tightened his grip on Skye's hand and whispered. "Don't pay attention," he told her, and Skye nodded.Finally, Hector addressed the priest, "You may begin."The priest lifted his hands and blessed the gathering. He was of average height and had lost his youthful appearance a l
"Or I will," a young man said and stood up. "Or I will," said someone else. "Or I will," someone else cried out. "Or I will" More young men continued to offer. "What's going on?" Skye asked, confused. She looked at the young men who had risen from their seats among the rest of the guests and then over at Hector, hoping for an explanation. Her palms began to sweat as she considered whether she was expected to kiss all of them. No! That was out of the question. She looked inward and blinked rapidly. Hector sensed her unease and hastened to reassure her. "It's not what you think. It is simply a playful tradition between the clans we're on amicable terms with, and it only takes effect when there's a delay in the groom kissing the bride. They will continue until I kiss you." She felt her mouth go dry. "Th-then kiss me." Skye said. Hector smiled, hugging the side of her neck and gently pulling her towards him until their lips met. His lips pressed hers in an unspoken promise. Hi
"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