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

Sweet Surrendor

The blacksmith was tempted to kill his king, he felt that Sidri had betrayed his people by marrying Maria, a pathetic human, and even though the king argued that she was part Fay, bastard daughter of the Seelie king Kalan, the fact still remains that she has human blood flowing in her veins!

Hell would freeze over before he would accept a half breed as his queen! He thought angrily as he zapped himself back to Scotland. She didn't inherit the powers of a fairy, nor was she immortal, she had her mother's DNA, she was a weakling and not fit to be a queen!

It did not please him to witness all the destruction brought forth by the dark forces, but the humans deserved it, he thought as he returned to his favorite place in the whole wide world that brought him peace and tranquility, they brought it on themselves by their wrong doings.

The Fay warrior walked through the thickening of the enchanting, green forest and his nostrils flared at the smell of pine and sandle wood. The soft wind whispered a song in his ear, like an orchestra that played soft music, and the silent beat of the symphony played a lullaby that the leafs danced to, for even the birds sang along to the sweet melodious chorus, It was magical, and only a Fay could appreciate this evergreen beauty that surrounded him. The sun rays that streaked through the canopy of trees that sheltered all the animals from the cold days ahead illuminated everything that it touched, but the frosty chill in the crisp air was still proof that winter was well on its way. 

Closing his eyes, the black smith inhaled the mighty, oak trees that sheltered the animal life, The humans will soon destroy all of the earth's forests and the very air that keeps them alive, he thought angrily, as he made his way past the shrubs and fallen branches. 

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Alana almost tripped over her bare feet as she ran up the wide and gently inclined dirt path. The earth was wet and moist and autumn leafs lay scattered across the forest floor, its decorative colors reminded the Druidess of the upcoming winter.

"I hate winter!" The young maiden screamed out loud, "I hate my life and I truly hate Gabriel!"

A half dozen birds flew away from the oak tree that sheltered them, and startled Alana who was so engrossed in her anger didn't notice the snapped branches that lay in her way until her feet got caught underneath them and she fell flat on her face.

A string of unladylike curses escaped her bruised lips as the Druidess tried to lift herself to her feet unsuccessfully. Pain shot up through her hip and upper spine, and she dropped herself back down.

Laying her head on her arm, Alana unleashed all her bottled up pain that Gabriel had inflicted, all the anger that rejection brought forth and she cried her heart out.

"'Tis not fair!" She cried out loud, just as a thick branch cracked from its holding and dropped on Alana's head.

The last thing the young maiden saw before she passed out were delicate drops of morning dew glistening when a spray of sunlight kissed the blades of grass and sparkled like glitter across the forest floor.

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"You've done well," the witch praised, as she looked at the young, unconscious maiden once again, "I will reward your work once it's complete, until then, you are to fulfill my every wish, understand?"

The child molester nodded his head and scratched his balls.

The witch raised an eye brow, "Is there something else you need?"

"I want free access to the wenches prison," he replied calmly, not liking the way the witch smiled wickedly at him.

"You do know that Blane will end your life once he finds you don't you?" The witch paused, wanting her words to soak in before she continued, "and he will torture you before he ends it, Blane is soulmates with Asia and revenge on you will burn in his heart once he finds out what you have done to her!"