their new laird and his
appointed men. Everyone honored the newly married couple with song
and dance throughout the evening.
As the music played, Camden sat quietly
in the distance observing the people he would now rule. He was not
worried about the Sinclairs for they had always been loyal
followers but he was still unsure about the MacKay people even
though most of them were frightened at just the sight of
him.
The family’s heritage obviously had
Viking blood running through them, for Camden’s size was proof
enough. He was a towering figure with a massively broad chest and
pale golden hair that came to his shoulders. The bulging muscles
from his arms and thighs were evidence of his superior strength to
those around him. Camden’s years of training and ruthless fighting
had made him a fierce warrior and a legend in the
Highlands.
As the evening grew dark, the winds
became colder and the festivities started to die down. The clans
were prepared to sleep for the night and then planned to continue
celebrating for the next several days. As Donal waited in bed for
his beautiful new bride to join him, he felt rested and at ease
knowing Camden would now be the powerful laird over his clan. The
older man watched Lorna come into to his chamber and then she shyly
waited by the door.
“ Aye, my Lorna, but ya are a
vision from heaven,” he said with his thick brogue.
“ Husband, I am most grateful
for this marriage but I fear you may be disappointed,” she said
quietly.
“ Come closer to me my
beautiful bride and I am sure ya couldn’t disappoint me,” he
smiled.
Lorna walked carefully to the bed with
her arms stiffly at her side. Donal felt a bit sorry for the young
woman for she seemed tense and nervous about the marriage bed. In
truth, she was not shy at all, Lorna was merely trying to hide the
weapon she carried in her hand. As the new bride approached the
bedside, she leaned in close to her husband and whispered in his
ear.
“ Do you like a woman to take
charge in the bedroom?”
“ Aye lass, ya may have
whatever kind of control ya wish for in my bed,” he
chuckled.
Lorna pulled the soft layers of her
nightgown up to her thighs and then carefully straddled the older
man’s bare waist. Donal could feel her silky thighs pressing up
against his heated skin. He began losing all his senses as he
envisioned what was to come. The aged man thought he heard
screaming coming from outside the walls of his holding, but Lorna
continued to distract him as she began to move her body restlessly
against him.
“ I fear something is wrong
my beautiful Lorna, there is something happening outside,” he said
trying to gather his thoughts.
“ You are no longer laird so
why do you worry?” She asked innocently.
The screams were not of just women but
he heard men and children crying out into the dark night. Donal
could tell something was burning outside from the pungent smell of
smoke coming into his chamber.
“ Lorna, please I must see
what is happening, there is something wrong,” he said a bit harshly
while trying to get up.
His new bride quickly pushed her
razor-sharp dagger against Donal’s throat and moved her mouth close
to his.
“ Aye you old fool, something
is happening outside. Your clan is being attacked by mine and they
will all surrender to the MacKay clan or they will die,” she said
with a wicked grin on her face.
“ I am a fool. How could I
have believed that your clan would enter into this agreement
truthfully? Ya always have been a deceitful bunch and ya don’t
deserve to live in the Highlands. My son will not cower to you,” he
said knowing he did not have much time to argue with the
woman.
“ Your boy may have strength
but he lacks the mind to lead these people that my brother Malcolm
and I have. I am not worried about your precious Camden for my
warriors outnumber his greatly,” Lorna boasted with
confidence.
“ You will never get away
with this.”
“ I wonder how it feels
hearing your