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
Her lips were warm and welcoming.His kiss was slow, wet, and coaxing for something more than just a deep touch between their lips.He captured her lips, kissing and sucking them, hoping the door to heaven would finally open to welcome his besieger.He kissed her slowly, with an intensity that was dreamlike and erotic. Hector couldn't stand any longer being so close to heaven and not being able to taste it.He was okay with the fact that Skye was utterly inexperienced. On the contrary, he loved that he would become her teacher exploring love.His experience with women – for as a man, he had his experiences, not many, but there was part of his past – had taught him to recognize an inexperienced girl.When he was younger, he made a valiant effort to abstain from any impure behavior for the sake of his loved one. He managed to do so until he reached the age of nineteen. As he progressed from being a boy to a man, his body underwent changes that brought forth natural needs that every man
His playful smirk and glinting eyes stirred a distant memory within her.Skye gasped, and her eyes grew wide upon recognizing the man."Oh, it's you!" she exclaimed. "I-I think I remember you."The man chuckled and nodded."It's been five years since we last met.""I apologize, but I can't recall your name," she admitted."It makes sense that there were no recommendations made since I left your uncle's castle immediately after the incident. We didn't even sit down for dinner," the man replied. Skye thought about it for a moment and agreed."Do you two know each other?" Hector asked, fixing his eyes on the man."Um...kind of," Skye replied."Cael? Explain," Hector said sternly."Please, Hector, there's no need," Skye interjected, attempting to pull him away, but he remained rooted in place like a rock."Just one moment, Skye. I need to know," he said, closing her hand in his. "What did Cael do to you? What event did he speak of?" His voice and expression grew hard with anger at the tho
The smile slid across his lips easily. "Are you sure?" Hector asked as he stepped closer and touched her cheek.Skye nodded again.Hector slid his hand behind her neck and pulled her towards him, his lips crushed against hers in a warm kiss full of longing.As their lips touched, he conveyed a message of unconditional love to her. His love was like an unobstructed, vast green meadow, and nothing could shake the firm foundation of his love. It was unbreakable and everlasting.His blistering kiss set fire to her soul, causing her to forget everything else – the surrounding guests, their conversations and amusement, and the staff constantly attending to their needs. A haze overtook her thoughts, blurring out the world beyond.The kiss continued uninterrupted as Hector's hands held her jaw and neck, gently pressing her against his lips.As Skye's palms rested on his chest, they were lost in an intoxicating kiss that made them forget about time and space. They were wholly devoted to each o
Meegan looked at her with a smile. "Hmm…You care about him, don't you?" she asked. "Yes, I do care," Skye replied, still looking at Hector. She recognized his position, with his hands behind his back, as she had seen before. Despite his predicament, he appeared at ease and collected. When he caught her eye, he gave a reassuring nod, indicating that she need not worry and could leave him for a bit. Skye nodded and turned her attention back to Meegan, smiling. "Okay, let's talk for a while. What about your marriage to...?" She paused, cupping her forehead. "I'm sorry, I forgot his name." Meegan giggled quietly and said, "His name is Oisin." "Ah, I remember now. So, how did the wedding go? Is everything going well between you two?" I inquired. Meegan's face brightened, and her cheeks turned pink. "It has only been three weeks since the wedding, but I can tell he is the best man I could have asked for." She replied with a smile. Skye gently rubbed her arm. "I'm happy for you and I ho
Eilean Donan Castle A few days ago…. Malcolm stormed out of the stable, clenching his jaw and fists. He forcefully kicked a small pile of rotting wood and shook his clothes to remove the hay sticking to it with quick, clumsy movements. "Stupid mare," he muttered through gritted teeth. He looked up at the overcast sky and estimated the sun's position. "It's almost noon," he said, touching his growling stomach. "I hope the food is ready." He walked towards the kitchen door, which led to the yard. He opened it and walked in. He passed the wooden counters and proceeded to the hearth, confident he would find Fiona there. He wished he didn't have to force himself to eat the food she prepared so he wouldn't upset her this time. He walked a few more steps and spotted her bending over the hearth, trying hard to keep the fire going. With one hand, she gripped the iron handle meant for stirring the wood to rekindle the fire. She wiped her sweaty forehead with the other, leaving a black strea
Eilean Donan Castle: IonaIona checked behind her to ensure her father wasn't coming, then asked what was on her mind.She looked at her mother. "So, how's it going?" Iona asked her.Fiona frowned. "How's it going what, my child?""Your life here in the castle," She opened her hands wide, gesturing towards the space around her.Fiona's eyes widened as she clutched her chest. "What do you know, Iona?"Iona tilted her head to the side. "I mean, how is your life going here without having that fool, Skye, around? What did you mean, Mother?" she asked, taking a step closer and looking at her straight in the eyes."I will explain, but let's wait for your father to arrive. In the meantime, I can answer your question. If she were here, she could make herself useful. Although, if it weren't for her, nothing would have happened, and now it won't-""What are you mumbling, Mother? I cannot understand anything that you're saying."Fiona looked at her daughter- her pursed lips and arms crossed over