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don’t
ever forget that. I will visit soon and you can come home to visit
often alright?” He soothed.
    “ I still hate you,” she said
with a smile.
    The duke laughed and then swatted his
little sister on the behind. She quickly mounted her horse and then
watched as Brenton got on his large horse next to her.
    “ Why the hell are you here?”
She shot at him.
    Brenton laughed. “Apparently I am being
punished for provoking you at dinner last night. I now have to
escort you to the abbey.”
    “ And this is a punishment
for you?” She said angrily.
    “ Your brother seems to think
so.”
    Olivia was hurting inside now for a
different reason than having to leave home. For some silly reason
she had thought maybe Brenton liked her because they had always
spent so much time together. Now, she realized he felt being around
her was a sentence for his crime. Olivia felt like a fool, of
course he wouldn’t see her for anything but the filthy little girl
she had always been.
    “ Well if this is supposed to
be your penance then I will certainly make this journey pure
torture for you,” she grinned wickedly.
    Brenton glared at his best friend and
Garrison laughed out loud as he watched Olivia bolt down the path
towards the forest.

Chapter Two

    Scotland 1505

    After many years of fighting, Donal the
laird of the Sinclair clan, was feeling old and worn out. The idea
of his upcoming marriage to the much younger, Lorna MacKay and
resting for his remaining time on earth was appealing to the aging
man. The new marriage would also unite the Sinclairs to the MacKay
clan, ending years of tension between the feuding men. Lorna’s
older brother Malcolm was the MacKay laird and he had inherited a
wasteland from his father. Tomorrow, Donal’s new bride would arrive
at the Sinclair Castle and the marriage would take place regardless
of the frigid fall weather. The wedding was not the only change to
take place, Donal planned to appoint his only son from his first
wife, to become the new laird and rule over both clans.
    The majority of the older Sinclair men
had greatly approved of this uniting for they were also tired of
battle. Only a small group of young fearless warriors from the clan
had opposed of this marriage and their leader was Donal’s own son,
Camden. He had watched the decline of his father’s clan over the
past several years and now he wanted to strengthen them and fortify
their army knowing he was to become laird after his
father.
    Camden knew having his father unite
their clan with the MacKay clan would have a devastating effect on
his people. The MacKay men were a lazy group of slothful people
that had leeched their own land of its natural resources and now
they were going to do the same to the Sinclair land if Camden did
not stop them.
    The father and son had engaged in
heated battles over this matter but the old man would not listen to
anything his young son had to say. All the fierce warrior could do
now was prepare his loyal men to help him rule over the joined
clans and quickly prevent any decline to the Sinclairs
riches.
    As the early morning fog lifted from
the valley, the bright sunlight started to bring the land to life.
The surrounding rugged peaks had gotten an early dusting of winter
snow and the chill in the air intensified the clans excitement for
the impending nuptials. The MacKay’s would be arriving soon for the
marriage ceremony and then the large celebration feast to follow.
Camden sat mounted on his huge stallion as he watched from the
hillside and thought of all that was to come. He would be laird
over two newly united clans and the only six men he trusted would
have to help him keep control over the shifty MacKay
clan.
    The afternoon had come and gone quickly
and now the entire Sinclair holding was filled with MacKay men. The
marriage was a success and Donal Sinclair had declared Camden the
new laird over both clans, binding them together. The massive crowd
cheered and pledged their loyalty to