#fearcuirn

The bar was bustling with the new faces, though they were familiar. It was tax collection season, and Eden would be the most hospitable host for his clan brothers and sisters. 

He had a swelled sack of gold, the lord has been kind to him since he opened his bar a few years ago, and his business has bloomed into an establish of repute. 

He gave his share earnestly to Dougal Mackenzie, and back to tending bar he went. He was refilling drinks when he approached a lad at a table, one of clan Mackenzie, he thought, and proceeded to fill his mug with ale. 

“ Guid evenin’ tae ye, lad. How fairs the traveling?” he asked Jamie with a charming smile, his mismatched eyes of green and blue shimmering dully under the candle light. 

“ Care fer a bite tae eat?” 

It had been close to six months since she had been moved up to Scotland. With her parent’s possible divorce, her father didn’t want her to get caught up on the scandal. Ruin the prospects of a good marriage for his daughter. No anyone would be good enough for a daughter of a Marquess. That’s what her father had told his daughters when they were little. Her aunt was her father’s only sister. Married to the oldest son a newly created Scottish aristocrat. The only joy she had while being stuck in Scotland was her aunt’s piano and horses.

The day had started as it normally would, after lunch she would go for a ride alone. She didn’t like having people follow her, she didn’t need her aunt to know the men in the stables gave her a “man’s” saddle. The freedom it gave her as she could gallop down the large open spaces of her uncle’s estate. Not worry about anyone seeing her. Where she could be alone and free for even a short time. 

On her way back from her ride, she took one of the roads that lead towards the manor. The horse trotting at a steady pace down the dirty road. One of the few sunny days she had seen in a while, the sun would peak out from between the leaves. Making the road look like a painting. 

Not hearing the sounds coming from the woods, she didn’t have time to stop her horse as someone came running out into the road in front of her. The person had spooked the horse who steeped. Losing grop on the reins she was throws backwards hitting the ground. 

The impact must have knocked her out, as she opened her eyes a minute later she saw a man hovering over her. That must have been the man who spooked her horse. 

solaris wouldn’t  DENY  that she’d thought about it before, perhaps when she was by herself, able to  condemn  such thoughts.  but in a rare moment of impulse, the lady sun had kissed jamie without thought, without  REGARD  to the consequences.  it was.....  inappropriate  to say the least, considering she knew  NOT  of how he would’ve felt about it, not to mention the fond way he talked of his wife.  surely this would be the last time he would wish to speak to her,  &  that was  FINE  .

teeth sink into her lower lip before she speaks, golden eyes meeting his, a hint of  SHAME  coloring her face.