My Highlander, My Love, Part Three:Forbidden Love, The Greatest Love Story Ever Told.

With Love, Comes Pain

The cathedral at Balmoral was famous for its French Gothic architecture look, and it is said by many that it is the most beautiful cathedral in all of Scotland. Tall stained glass windows and sculptures that were set in the four corners of the church decorated the huge room. A warm glow of light came from the four crystal, candle chandeliers that hung low from the cathedral ceiling, and the spiritual intensity was heightened by priceless paintings that were worth a kings ransom, of Christ and his deciples, that graced the walls of the cathedral.

The shiny, hand crafted, cherry wood pews were filled with the Macalister's, McCane's, McCloud's and extended family and friends. The three clans waited patiently for the ceremony to begin. The priest had not shown himself yet, he was in his library praying for peace amongst the clans, knowing that something was not quite right with the couple that was supposed to nget married today in his church.

Camran was groomed like every McCloud's that was wed before him, his thick mane of hair was swept back in a pony tail by a leather thong, showing off his aristocratic, handsome features. He was clad in his clans colors, and waited with a sinking heart for his bride to appear. He was sick to his stomach, because he was torn in two. The Druid wanted to please his family, especially his father who had given him a huge piece of property on the massive stretches of land that belonged to the McCloud's, so he could build himself his own castle, but how could he ever be happy in his castle if he was married to the wrong woman? The warrior was sacrificing his happiness so his family could one day own the Holy Grail.

"I am proud of you son," the senior Laird of Balmoral had said, "you and Alexander have both made me proud!"

From where Camran stood, he scanned the room for Sarah. Who was this woman that had stolen his heart before he even had the chance to kiss her? What powers did she possess that could make him want her badly, even as he stood in church under God waiting for his bride.

Focus Camran, think of your wedding day and forget about Sarah, you don't even know her, and concentrate on your bride, for she will be the key to gain access to the Holy Grail, he thought to himself, as he continued to wait for his bride.

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"He's still going through with it!" The Laird of Kenningsworth whispered to the wizard.

"Stop it, I have heard enough of your childish ways! The ceremony won't happen I tell you!" The wizard hissed back.

"Well something better happen fast, because it seems to me that Camran is sticking to his plans of marring my daughter! They must want the Holy Grail badly!"

"It belongs to the Macalisters, and if you had given it to them hundreds of years ago when you found it, then we wouldn't be sitting here waiting for the shit to hit the floor!"

"I will return it to the rightful owners as soon as Silas marries Isabella, it will be part of her dowry." The Laird said.

The wizard turned to look at his son, he never seems to amaze me, he thought, as he turned his focus back to the groom.

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"Why is Isabella taking so long to come out of the dressing room?" Michael asked his son.

"Her heart is in turmoil, and she's debating on what to do." Stephan replied.

"Of course she's in turmoil, my stubborn brother refuses to come and claim his soulmate!"

"Father, it's more complicated than that."

"Then tell me son, you know his heart, what ails him and keeps him from coming?"

"He is not sure what is in Isabella's heart, and he waits for her to make the first move."

"God have mercy, at this rate we will be here all day waiting for one or the other to make the first move!" Michael said.