Destiny of a Warrior by Mary Morgan

Author:Mary Morgan [Morgan, Mary]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: fae, fantasy, Ireland, contemporary, Scotland, Ancient
ISBN: 9781509226474
Publisher: The Wild Rose Press, Inc
Published: 2019-06-04T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter Fourteen

“In the beginning of the Society, the eldest female made annual travels to all the Standing Stones in the surrounding hills. She returned with sage advice that included folklore wisdom from the ancients and historical lore.”

~Society of the Thistle

“Of course, I should have known it would rain,” Rose protested feebly. Dark clouds threatened to invade the landscape where she’d settled in for some invaluable research on the altar stone. She narrowed her eyes. “I banish you until I am done here.” Yet, she knew her words would do little to persuade the elements to halt their progress across the sky.

“Any chance you can command the storm to stay its course?” she asked in amusement.

Aidan’s mouth twitched in humor, revealing more of the dimple she so admired. “Your wish is my command.” He closed his eyes for a few seconds. Snapping them open, he announced, “Done.”

“Be careful. You might have angered the God of the Sky.”

He looked at her sternly. “I was not aware there was one.”

“Teasing.”

Continuing with her work, she concentrated on sketching part of the slab, until a burst of sunlight illuminated the stone. Rose let out an audible gasp and lifted her head. Shielding her hand over her eyes, she burst out in laughter. “Amazing!”

The clouds had retreated to the north and far away from her position. Glancing in Aidan’s direction, she gaped at the man as he reclined against one of the stones, eyes closed, and a smile that made her skin prickle. Even in his relaxed pose, Aidan commanded power and assurance.

Rose could study the man for hours, each nuance, each stance, and never become bored. When he’d stepped through the door at the Society and she heard his voice, her first instinct was to flee. Yet, the moment their gazes locked, she found herself glued to the staircase. She might have bit out harsh words at the man, yet, her heart had rejoiced in seeing him grace their entryway.

He came back for you. She smiled, the feeling warming her all over.

An idea took hold, and she flipped to a clean page in her sketch book and began drawing his face. Rose didn’t know what propelled her to include his image with all the others, but if he left tomorrow, then she’d have something to remember. Aidan was the only one who ever seemed interested in her findings. He actually asked questions and didn’t look at her like she was demented or not prone to knowledgeable opinions. So many others at the university discounted her work and those from the Society.

The warmth of the sunlight touched her shoulders as her fingers flew across the page. When she was satisfied with her work, she held it up and compared it to the live man sitting several feet away. “Perfection,” she whispered.

Returning her attention to the slab, she got on her knees and brushed her hand over the entire stone. There was infinite beauty in these ancient carvings. And for a moment, she pondered if this might

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