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“Time to rise and shine, sleepy head!” Eleanor’s eyes blinked open to see Claire standing over her. Was it morning? She and Fann had only just gone to sleep. And he was gone already? Did the man ever sleep?That man was her husband.Eleanor felt the heat rush over her face. She gasped and sat up, clutching the linen to her chest.“There you are! I’ve got some food over here for you to break your fast, then Annora has given us this pile of gowns to look through. Something in there should be close to fitting, she’s only a bit taller than you, and before the twins her waist was tiny too.”“More dresses?” Eleanor was a bit groggy, but she was fairly certain the Duchess and Countess should both have realized she didn’t want to have more things to pack.“I know you didn’t want to shop with us, but you need a wedding gown for today and a ball gown for when you go to the party at the palace.”“Fann told you we...?”“Well of course. How else would you get a wedding feast?”“You are not angry w
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Fann walked Eleanor to the bed and sat her on the edge. The package was on her pillow, right were he’d left it.“Here,” he said as he picked it up and passed it to her, “I had a wedding gift made for us.”“Oh! I didn’t realize we were supposed to exchange gifts! Not that it matters I suppose, as I have nothing.”“This is for us both, to use together.”Eleanor studied her husband as she took the silk package from his hands and tugged on the silk ribbon. Was he nervous? She had never seen him look quite this way before. She followed his gaze down to to see what he had gotten out. It was smooth metal about the size and shape of his shaft with some rings along the length of it and a larger one at the end that was turned the other way and looked like a handle.“It looks like your shaft with big ridges and a handle. It is another one of your wicked play things, isn’t it?”“This, mo Leanan, is called a dildo.” She tipped her head to the side contemplating that. He sounded quite proud of the
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The grey mist turned into a steady drizzle shortly after they started their journey but it would be a full day’s ride to Hever, where they were to spend the night. As soon as the drizzle was enough to make her hair frizz, Claire dismounted and climbed into the carriage with her children to avoid becoming damp, but Eleanor decided to continue riding. The scowl Fann had given her told her exactly how much he would have preferred for her to be dry and in the carriage. He had refused to say a word to her since, which totally defeated her purpose for staying out. Not only would six people in the carriage be a tight squeeze, but she knew this would likely be the only time she’d get alone with her husband for a few days. By the time they reached the inn, they would need to eat, sleep, and be ready to do it all over again the next morning. Eleanor chose to ignore his tantrum at first. Even with the dreary grey sky and the mist that coated the distance like a thick fog, the countryside was be
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Eleanor was not quite sure how it had happened. There had been a lot of yelling, then suddenly she’d been pulled from her horse to lie face down across Fann’s lap. Then just as suddenly, and not at all gently, she had been deposited on the floor of the carriage. For a split second after registering what had happened Eleanor thought Fann had thrown another tantrum, but then she’d looked up at Claire. The terror on her friend’s face was matched on the nanny’s. The children were pale and clinging to them.“What has happened?” She demanded. The carriage jolted, knocking everyone sideways for a moment. The horses were speeding up and the driver was still cracking the whip to make them go faster. Eleanor struggled with her skirts, trying to get up off of her hands and knees so she could sit on her bottom.“An arrow. Someone shot an arrow at us!” Claire said, the panic in her voice making the children even more upset. Eyes wide, Eleanor glanced around at all the carriage windows. This wasn’t
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Sitting in the room in Croydon Eleanor tried to remember the last few days. She had ridden comfortably enough in Fann’s arms on the way to Hever, and then a doctor had come. After that everything was either blank or very fuzzy. Apparently, she had slept in the carriage for a day and abed two days. Today they had to see the king. She shook her head trying to clear the fog and the room continued to spin after she stilled. “You will ride in the carriage today. Your ball gown is not fit for horseback.”“I know.”“You are not going to argue?”“I am not fit to ride.”“Are you in pain?”“I... Fann why do I feel so odd? What did you do to me? I can hardly think. I do not even know if I am sitting still or swaying around.” “The doctor thought it best if you remained abed and as still as possible for a few days. He left a potion to help you sleep.”“I would never have taken a sleeping potion.”“It was what was best for you.”“Did you make me take it?” He didn’t answer. “Fann, I can’t see the
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Eleanor tugged the sleeves of her silk gloves up as high as they could go and wiggled her fingers at the unfamiliar sensation of the fabric between them. She was covered toe to chin in multiple layers with the hopes of keeping animalcules off of her. Her hair was braided and pinned up tightly to her head. The style was uncommon for a reason, Eleanor decided, it was so uncomfortable that she almost wished for that sleep potion to numb her a bit. Her head was hurting more than her side now, though the aching had begun long before Claire’s maid had started on her hair so it was likely an after affect of the potion too. “Do not fidget so when you’re in court,” Claire admonished from the seat opposite her. “It’s just this is so uncomfortable. I can’t believe women actually dress like this in London.”“We don’t. You’ve chosen every single covering that could possibly be put together. Your intent was to show no skin. It likely feels as odd as it looks.”The carriage pulled to a stop then a
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Fann saw Eleanor wince as the palace guard handed her up to him.“I have your potion in my saddle bag. A mouthful should be enough.”“That is your potion, not mine. I want nothing to do with it.”“I know you’re hurting, I saw you wince.”“That does not mean I wish to tempt death again. I’ll have none of it.”“Eleanor - ““Just ride husband. Get us to the Ember river for a wash, then the inn so I can lie down. This day has been too long already.”“If you took the potion you would be comfortable enough to sleep while I ride.”“No.” He sighed, but turned his horse down the road out of town and picked up speed. When they arrived at the first secluded spot on the river Fann helped Eleanor off the horse. “I will wash our horse off first and leave them on the other side. Then I’ll come back to help you undress and we can wash.”“I’ll start a fire to burn the clothing.”“No need. The guard left one for us, see? And he is on the other side of the river, waiting with our dry clothing.”“Oh wh
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The house in Ascot was large with a good expanse of land and a fabulous barn full of the best horse flesh Fann had ever seen. But it was not the gift Fann had intended for John to give his stepmother. Claire seemed to have known what awaited them, or rather whom. The vassal was a man named Kent who bore an uncanny resemblance to her oldest son, also named Kent. Perhaps her arrangement with the Duke had been more to her liking than she had let on all those years ago. That could certainly explain the man’s change of stance in his will. No man liked to be a cockhold. Even one who couldn’t stand his wife.Another surprise had been how quickly Eleanor decided it was time to depart. He had expected it would take at least a week for Eleanor to be ready to go, not a mere three days. Originally he’d thought to leave her here and go to Oxford on his own to pick up some books to surprise her. Something to make her smile. He was going to tell them he was looking for books of science to inspire hi
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“You were going to be gone without saying goodbye.” Fann froze, dropping his head. “I thought it would be easier.”“You thought wrong. Anything can happen, husband. Anytime. Especially given what you are going to do.”“I’m sure it is not as grave as that.”“Never leave me without letting me tell you one last time how much I love you.” Guilt prickled at him. He knew how much she wished she had been given a chance to say goodbye to her mother and sister when she went to the abbey. And to some of the nuns when she’d left there. He should not have considered leaving her this way.“I’m sorry. Clearly, I wasn’t thinking.”“Since I am a good, kind wife, and I love you, I will forgive you. I think you’re going to want to punish me though.” Fann wrinkled his brow. What on earth was she talking about?“Punish you?”“Well, it isn’t very safe for me to go riding at night. Alone. On Storm. Is it?” His head snapped up to look at her for the first time. She was standing by the gate of an empty stall
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The doors to the great hall closed with a loud bang and Eleanor spun around to see an older woman in an elegant gown standing in the doorway, surrounded by guards dressed in the same uniform that the King’s men wore. “Those are complicated questions to answer young one,” the woman said, “but also very simple if you know the story of how you came to be.”“Sister Grace!”Oblivious to the gasps of the others in the room, Eleanor ran and launched herself into the open arms of the woman. It was only when she let go that she noticed everyone else was silent and bowing low. Stepping out of the woman’s arms she looked around nervously, then back at the woman who had cared for her for the past eight years. “Sister Grace? Why are you dressed like that?”“This is who I am.”“Who?”“The name you know me by was a fabrication. The word sister was used to make me seem more like a nun, and Grace was from the title ‘your grace’ as a noble would sometimes be addressed in an abbey. This is why you know
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The cold, dreary weather had put an unfortunate damper on the mood in the Great Hall. Fann had brought Eleanor down for dinner, hoping the company of some of the children and women folk would cheer her, but nobody was in a very cheery mood. Even little Siofra couldn’t seem to come up with a happy ending to any of her fairy tales. The dinner had been good and the company was welcome, but all were quieter than normal and seemed to just be waiting for Eleanor to retire so they could go home to bed.Eleanor swirled the steaming tankard under her nose, then put it on the table and pushed it away. It didn’t smell bad, it just didn’t smell quite right. She waved her hand over it and the serving boy jumped up to grab it. She’d have to go back to brewing the tea herself. Yarrow flowers seemed to be particularly difficult for the kitchen staff.“You are still an overly picky my wee little harlot. Drink your brew, daughter, and quit giving my staff extra work.” Fann leaped to his feet and knock
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As the days passed Fann grew tired of sitting in the library watching his wife. Sometimes, with Uilleam at the door, he would leave her in the room by herself, but she got lonely that way. He didn’t want her to grow sad again, so much of the day he was the one locked in her library with her. He hoped the murder of crows would arrive soon for there was nothing in this room full of books and gadgets that held his attention for any length of time. The first few days they had spent arranging the room. A little bit of time every day was spent helping him improve his reading, but mostly he just watched her work and listened to her talk about it. He had considered asking her to do her work naked so at least he’d have something he enjoyed looking at, but if she did that he probably wouldn’t be able to let her get much work done. He interrupted her for his pleasure often enough as it was. They had just enjoyed a bit of coupling and he had fallen asleep. He thought she had too, but when he op
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The bells rang out from the top of the keep, pulling Eleanor from her slumber. She reached over to find Fann gone, his side of the bed already cold. She sat up scowling. The fur over the window kept out the chill autumn air, but also the daylight. Had she overslept? It was so easy to do when the room stayed dark. Fann, on the other hand, always seemed to wake and have nearly a day’s full of work done before she could break her fast. She padded over to the window and pulled back the fur so she could see up the hill. The rider certainly wasn’t in any hurry, and being alone it was likely he was a threat. There were a few satchels on his horse, perhaps he was looking for a home. Movement at the stables caught her eye and she saw Fann and Uilleam looking up the hill. No doubt discussing if they let the man come or head out to meet him. When no horses were called for Eleanor turned back into the room. If she dressed quickly, she could make it outside to see who it was.Fann stood in front o
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With fur wrapped around her, Eleanor sat near the fire brushing her hair dry. She had eaten, bathed, and the tub had been emptied but still, Fann had not joined her. He had said that he wouldn’t be long, but it must have been at least an hour since he’d left her.The clan had been busy in the past fortnight. The new furniture Fann had commissioned was already in their rooms. A new bed with a pair of chests at the foot of it, and the woodwork matched that of the new settee, chairs, and table. There was a small bookshelf beside the fire, empty still, but she could unpack some books in the morning. Another chair with very odd legs that would rock when you sat in it was only a short distance from the fire. The washstand was new too, detailed with both wood and iron to match a rather odd table. Those two pieces they had picked up on MacInnis lands just that morning. Leaving her brush on the mantle Eleanor walked over to take a better look at the table. It was very sturdy! A combination of
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Fann looked to the sky, glad the rain had held off so far. He had sent the carts of seed and furniture on ahead down the road with half the men. The other half had come with him to distribute the livestock to the crofters. Eleanor had insisted on coming so she could be sure to meet everyone. It was probably better that she kept busy anyways, even if the wind was a bit cool and the air came.The gratitude of all the crofters astounded him! At first, their reactions had him feeling proud to be able to improve their lot so much with such small additions. Then it had him furious that Donald had made them go without for so long that the younger children did not even know what goats were! The king had given them many cows, goats, and sheep as part of his deal with Fann. Most had been bred by Paddy’s animals and would have young in the spring. Fann had used his own funds to add to the tally of livestock, buying several young pigs that had been cheap because they were born too late in the ye
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“You will ride Beck, Eleanor. Storm is staying here.” She glanced around to be sure they were alone before she said, “but Fann-”“No. It is not up for debate. We will be travelling in a large group so there is little chance of attack and no need for his speed. I don’t know how he will react with all those other animals around, not to mention the men and dogs corralling them. I don’t want to put anyone at greater risk in what could very well already be a bit chaotic. Not you, not our clansmen, not even this blasted beast. Beck is sure-footed, calm and used to a wide assortment of creatures. Storm is going to stay here and we will return for him on another trip or Paddy can bring him when he and Lia come to visit.” She sighed and dug a few more carrots from her satchel to feed to him. “Do not try to disobey me on this.”“I won’t,” she said as she stroked the horse and stepped out of his stall, “you are right. He will not be happy with all the men shouting and cracking whips. He will be
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The bonfire glowed brightly, casting light and heat over everyone in the yard. Lively music was being played and everyone, young and old, was dancing around. She grinned as Fann spun her around, her feet lifting off the ground. They were both laughing by the time her feet hit the ground again. Eleanor couldn’t remember ever having so much fun! Did MacDonald clan never have these parties? There were certainly plenty of children about, so if they had partied like this when she was small surely she would remember it. If it wasn’t something they did, she and Fann would have to start the tradition. It was too good a celebration not to! Their new clan would need to have fairs like the Stuart clan, but the girls could compete just the same as the boys, though perhaps not against them. Different events for lads and lasses as well as for women and men! And then a feast and a party with a big fire, music, dancing... Perhaps they could even do this often! The solstice, maybe another for Christm
