The Scottish Princess

Our Mission Begins

My hands were shaking as I took off layer after layer of my dress. I felt like I was moving at a glacial pace. My mind couldn’t focus on what I was doing, I was just predicting what Graham was going to do to me. I felt my belly clench and the moisture started to build as I slipped out of my skirts and pulled my chemise up over my head. I didn’t bother with my robe or blanket, the fire had made the room warm and toasty. I climbed up onto the bed and laid on my back. I stared up at the thin canopy above my head and stared off into the space around me. I subconsciously traced my finger across the skin on my belly as I waited for Graham to come back. 

I started to think about our long, life-risking journey ahead of us. We would leave at first light and start the search for Fi. I was lost in thought when the door burst open and my eyes blinked widely. I tried my hardest to be in a sexy position, but I was caught off guard. 

Graham didn’t seem to mind because he came barreling right for me, stripping his clothes as he walked. Without a hello or an ‘I love you’ he grabbed my ankles and flipped me on my stomach. Graham’s hands were on my skin in seconds. He began tracing my spine with his fingers until his hands were on my ass. I felt the bed shift as he climbed up on top of me. He planted chaste kisses along my back. He pushed my hair off the side of my shoulder and kissed me behind my ear. 

“Flip onto your back.” I rolled onto my back with Graham still hovering over me. I tilted my head to the side and Graham sucked at my neck. His hands traveled my curves and I bucked my hips, my body was trying to signify that it was feeling neglected. Graham started to nip at my breasts as his hand traveled down to my honey pot. I felt his fingers part my lips and his fingers slid into my center. My whole body reacted at the impact and I felt Graham smile against my skin. Graham could go much deeper than before, there was no need to try to keep me intact. The pressure and sensation were even greater than before, he was free to explore it’s entirety. 

He hooked his fingers up and my walls started to clench at the intrusion. Graham’s lips met mine and his tongue slipped into my mouth. He moved his fingers faster and deeper, while Graham’s kisses masked my screams. I started to gush onto his fingers and the sheets underneath me. 

Just as I was coming down from my high, Graham flipped me onto my side and slide into me effortlessly. I could feel his abs against my back and his hands wrapped around my stomach. He nibbled on my ear as he slowly slipped into me from the side. He reached his left hand down and lifted my knee and traced his finger along my inner thigh as he continued a soft rhythm. My breathing started to feel labored as I built higher and higher, I didn’t want him to stop, the sensation felt exquisite. 

My mind surrendered as my body prepared for my climax. My inner walls clenched down around him and my juices began to spill out onto the mattress. My lungs were releasing loud moans and then screams as my orgasm ripped through my chest.

“That’s it prìpeil, c*m for me angel. That’s it lass.” I screamed Graham’s name as the shockwaves took hold of my body. I felt him empty himself into my womb and his c**k started to flex within my bounds. 

I laid over Graham’s chest as our breathing started to regulate. Graham pulled me close to his chest and kissed my hair. “I love you prìpeil, I promise to keep you safe, at all costs.” I looked up into Graham’s gorgeous eyes, they were filled with love and gratitude. 

“I promise to listen to you and stay safe.” Graham leaned down and kissed me passionately.

“We must get some sleep, we have a long day tomorrow.” I nodded my head and my eyes instantly felt heavy. 

I’m standing in the middle of the glen. My dress is torn and I am covered in blood. It is eerily quiet, i could hear some shouting in the distance, but I couldn’t quite make out the words. The damp smell from the glen wafted into my nostrils, there was something else in the air. It was unfamiliar but I knew that it was not a good sign. All the hair on my body stood on end, I had a sinking feeling in the pit of my stomach. I searched the horizon, suddenly, I was surrounded with fallen highlanders. Their bodies covered the ground around my feet, I was standing in the center of death and c*****e. I had the urge to empty my stomach contents at my feet. I bent over and let the shudders ripple through my body. I looked down at the ground beneath me, I was standing in a puddle of blood. There were torn tartan flags that were handing in a hear by trees. The air was filled with a subtle haze of smoke and gun powder. I was standing in the aftermath of a mighty battle, I’m not sure what happened, but I know that many lives were lost.

I sprang up in bed and was gasping for air. That dream was too vivid not to be a premonition of some kind. I really hope that I am not the cause of all the c*****e, why else would I be in the center of the whole thing? My mouth was dry and my whole body was dripping in sweat, my body was shaking with anxiety. Graham wrapped his arms around my shoulders and rocked me back and forth. I couldn’t stop the tears from flowing down my cheeks.

It took Graham a while to finally calm me down, at one point, he went to grab me some whiskey to kill my nerves. 

“Drink this Isla, it will help you sleep. It’s still the middle of the night, you need rest.” I shook my head, I didn’t want to take the chance of returning to that bloody scene. “Isla, do not argue, you need to try to go back to sleep, I will be here the entire time, you are safe, I promise.”

I closed my eyes and willed for peaceful sleep, I must have been so exhausted because I don’t remember ever falling back to sleep. 

**GRAHAM’S POV**

I had to leave before Isla woke up, I hope that I will be back before she realizes that I’m gone. I sat hunched over my desk, I felt so much stress in my back and shoulders. It was a relief that I have officially claimed Isla as mine, I was just so scared to lose her forever. Now that we are one, my heart is even more fragile than before. My mind kept wandering back to her, I don’t know what her dream was about, but it was enough to wake her up screaming. I tried not to over analyze the situation, I was secretly hoping that whatever it was was enough to scare her into staying behind, she still had a couple more hours to change her mind, but knowing her, she wouldn’t.

The last couple days have been f****d. I was hoping that Isla and I could settle into our new life, but it seems life has a different plan. I had a feeling that Frazier would attack us, I just never thought that he would go after my prìpeil. What kind of sick f**k brings a delicate angel into this kind of thing? Was this some kind of sick joke for screwing with him when we were kids? Was he trying to get back at me for something I did to him? This couldn’t just be about the land. Maybe we should have just given it back, we could have avoided all of this. I wonder if we can still do that, would he leave us alone if I wrote it back into the treaty? 

I was lost in thought and was snapped back into focus by the sounds of rapid footsteps in the hallway, they were heading straight to my office. The door flew open and Dugan was standing there looking breathless. 

“Brother, we found him.” 

My heart stopped. I prayed for Callan to be alright, he was my best friend. Neither him more Fiona deserved this. I needed to see Callan, I had to make sure that he was alright. 

**ISLA’S POV**

I woke up to an empty room and my heart instantly sunk to my stomach. Where did Graham go? He promised me that he wouldn’t leave and he left anyway. I knew that it must have been for a good reason, but I hated the feeling of being alone. I heard footsteps in the hallway, I needed to get dressed, I knew that we would have to leave soon. 

I jumped out of bed and rushed over to my trunk to grab fresh linens and my dress. The fire had died down so the stone under my feet was quite cold. I started with my stocking, then my chemise, skirts and lastly my wool dress, I got warmer with each layer that I put on. I was in the middle of buckling my boots when there was a small knock on the door, followed by Halley’s face on the side of it. 

“Oh my lady, my deepest apologies, I didn’t know that you were awake.” I waved her off, I was so full of nerves that I didn’t feel like talking. “Chief told me to bring you some tea, you will be leaving soon.” I nodded my head as she stepped further into the room. “May I help?” She asked as she gestured down to my boots. We were just about finished when Bridgette came in with a silver tray with the same tea cups as usual. 

I sat in front of the fire and continued my knitting, it felt like an eternity waiting for Graham. I was starting to go stir crazy, I was anxious to get out on the road and find Fiona. I heard Angus’s voice traveling down the hallway as he reached my bedroom.

“Is she ready? Chief would like her downstairs immediately.” I was adjusting my cowl just as Angus entered the room. “My lady, we must go, now.” I nodded my head and grabbed my ruck sack, it was now or never. 

Graham had requested to speak to me alone in his office. I’m not sure why, I instantly thought like I had done something wrong. Angus closed the door behind him as he left us, Graham was perched up against his desk. He looked like he was about to scream or cry, he looked utterly broken. He couldn’t look at me, he kept his eyes down to the floor. 

“My lord, please tell me what’s wrong, I can tell that you’re out of sorts.” Graham placed his hand over his eyes and I could see his shoulders dip as he started to cry. I rushed over to him and wrapped my arms around his waist. He tightened his grip around me as he cried into my shoulder. 

“What happened, please tell me.” I urged for him to open up and tell me, I knew that it wasn’t my place but if it had anything to do with Fiona, I longed to know, I deserved to know. 

“The guard found Callan, he’s not dead but they don’t know if he’ll survive.” I gasped audibly, if Callan died, what would become of Fiona? “There is still no sign of Fiona, we thought that Frazier would grow tired of her and set her free, but it doesn’t seem that way.” My heart stopped and it was suddenly hard to breath. I felt the room start to spin and I was so angry I couldn’t contain my screams.

“Mother fuckers!” Graham looked up at me with tears still in his eyes. All I wanted was for Fiona to be safe, but the longer it took to find her the slimmer her chances got. “We need to get out there now, I will not wait another minute, the longer we stay here the more likely my sister is dead.” Just as I spoke those words, I wanted to puke. I ran to the window and leaned out of it just enough. I was so overtaken with emotions that I collapsed to the floor. Why is this happening, was this God getting back at me for not being a respectable women? Is it because I did not obey my mother and father, or is it for sneaking out and leaving home without a word? Whatever the reason, I half expected the ground to collapse under neath me and for hell to swallow me whole. 

I felt Graham’s arms around me just before he pulled me up to my feet. He tried his best to soothe me, but I was inconsolable. I couldn’t think straight, I just wanted to go, I wanted to run, I needed to get out of this castle and find my sister, that’s all that was on my mind. 

“I understand prìpeil, but we can’t make emotional decisions right now, it will only hinder our thinking.” I rolled my eyes against his chest so he couldn’t see, I doubt that he would punish me right now anyway. “We will leave shortly, I just want to check on Callan one more time before we leave, he is in no shape to travel right now.” He kissed my hair before calling for Angus. 

“Angus, please grab Isla a brandy, and then get the rest of the fleet ready to move out, we will leave in 20.” Angus was barely in the room when he received his instructions. Graham turned to me, “Now I want you to sit here, I will be right back, do not move a muscle.” Without looking up at him I nodded my head. He kissed my hair and then disappeared into the hallway. 

Angus returned moments later with a crystal glass with brown liquid. Without thinking I took the cup and gulped it down. It burned as it slide down my throat before it made me feel warm and fuzzy. 

“Is there anything else I can get for you my lady?” I handed the glass back to him and smirked. 

“Yes, more brandy please.” Angus looked surprised that I was asking for more, most ladies don’t drink, but he knew better than to argue with me. 

“Yes my lady.” He took my glass and snuck back out of the room. 

Eventually, Graham came back. He came in with my cape and gloves, our ruck sack and some provisions. 

“We are ready prìpeil. We will head straight for MacKintosh. I want to remind you that if I tell you to do something, you will do it without question. If I tell you to leave without me, you will do so, is that understood?”

I didn’t want to think about leaving without him, but I knew he wouldn’t leave me unless absolutely necessary. “Prìpeil, do you understand?” I nodded my head and stood to take my cape.  

Every one was on high alert as we glided through the glen, something felt off. I held on tight to Graham’s chest as we bounced along. 

“I’m sorry I’ve been on edge lately, I just can’t imagine what Fiona is going through right now. She doesn’t deserve any of this, she is such a kind, gentle soul and for her to treated like this is infuriating. All she ever wanted to be was as gracious lady and mother, and I feel like it has been stripped away.” 

“You do not need to apologize prìpeil, it hasn’t been easy on either of us. All I want is to lay in our bed naked for days, and practice making bairns, but life is not working in our favor right now.” I couldn’t help but giggle, I know that was indeed his truest wish but I also knew that he was trying to make me laugh, and it worked.  

We had made good time, we were about halfway there when I dozed off. I don’t remember most of our journey, but I remember hearing screaming and shouting. My eyes flew open just as Graham was pulling on Fergus’s reins. I could hear a commotion coming from the other side of the trees, Frazier was here and he wasn’t happy. Graham dismounted and lifted me off of the horse. He grabbed my shoulders, 

“Listen to me prìpeil, I need to get you to safety. Dugan will continue on with you, do not look back prìpeil, do you understand me? I will see you later on at MacKintosh.” I started to protest, but Graham was not having it. “You promised Isla, now go!” I could hear the sounds of hooves getting closer to us. Our window was closing quickly. I threw my arms around his neck and kissed him like it was the last time I was going to see him. Tears were streaming down my cheeks and I couldn’t hold them back.

Without another word Graham helped me up on the saddle. He handed me the ruck sack with my crossbow and smiled up at me. 

“Give them hell prìpeil, no mercy.” I smiled through my tears, I would not let him down, I would protect Dugan and I at all costs. We took off in the opposite direction of the scuffle, part of me knew that they were going to be waiting for us no matter where we were. I kept my eyes on the horizon in front of us, my bow was c****d and ready and I had my quiver full of arrows. 

In my heart I knew that if it came down to it, I would sacrifice myself. There was only one thing that this fucker wanted and that was me. I had a feeling that me being claimed was not going to bother this guy, just the trouble that he caused thus far did not give me too much confidence in his moral compass. I was determined to strike a deal with him to save the ones that I loved the most. 

“My lady look out!” I turned to my left to see a horde of Frazier guards coming right at us. I aimed and fired to the center of the circle, I had a direct hit to the chest and he tumbled off of his horse. Dugan pushed Fergus harder to get some distance between us. I continued to fire into the gaggle behind us, a couple more bodies had fallen to the ground in the process. 

“All we want is the lass!” They were calling after us, but I knew that Dugan wouldn’t let that happen, he would die before he let them take me. The horses were gaining on us, I could tell that we would be captured, there were far more of them than us. 

I felt my options beginning to slip away, they were either going to capture us, kill Dugan and take me anyway or they could just take me now and Dugan would be alive. 

“Tell Graham that I love him and that I’m sorry.” Before Dugan could react, I rolled off the back of Fergus and hit the ground with a thud. 

“ISLA!” Dugan pulled on Fergus as quickly as he could to turn around, but it was too late. Before Dugan could reach me, I was scooped up into another pair of arms and was hoisted up onto a Frazier horse. My capture dug his heels into his horse and we sped off in the opposite direction. I could hear Dugan screaming into the wind, but it was no use, there was already too much distance between us, Dugan would have no choice but to go back to Graham and tell him what happened. Graham will surely kill me if Frazier doesn’t first. I looked over my shoulder as the tree line became smaller and smaller. Silent tears were streaming down my face, I really hope that I don’t live to regret this decision. No matter what, I was determined to save my sister and my clan, even if that meant I had to murder someone.

You will make it out of this. You will make it out of this. You will make it out of this. I kept repeating these words as we sped off into the trees.