THE MAIDEN IN NEIDPATH

THE MAIDEN IN NEIDPATH

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Base on a A True Legend of a maiden in Scotland named Jean Douglas, Jean fell in love with the son of the Laird of Tushielaw, and although the family had property, the laird's son was not considered to be of high enough birth to be a suitable match for Jean. Sir William refused to sanction the marriage, and sent the young man away, hoping that Jean would forget all about him. But poor Jean was devastated. She spent months watching from the castle ramparts, praying for the return of her lover. She became ill and her health deteriorated. Eventually one day he did return, but so weak and emaciated was Jean that he did not recognise her and rode past the castle without acknowledging her. Their she died with a broken heart
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She should just lean in and kiss him that could do the trick. She could feel his arousal press into her from where he had lifted her onto the wall. He wanted her but why was he so damn stubborn. Her breath caught in her throat as he leaned dangerously close to her face. She had had her fair share of experiences with men before but didn't understand why this man made her blush. His brown hair that always looked ruffled like he just got out of bed tempted her to run her hands through it and his full pink lips moved ever so graciously as he spoke. "I promise you dear Lady Wife." The words sounding more endearing with his lilt, "When I finally grant you your request, I'll leave you sore and bedridden for many days to come." At that he dropped her onto wobbly feet without so much as a glance at her.

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