Timeless Mist by Terisa Wilcox

Author:Terisa Wilcox [Wilcox, Terisa]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2013-11-10T14:00:00+00:00

Chapter Twelve

Iain's face took on a faraway look as he began. For the next hour or more, he regaled Kris with stories from his youth. As he spoke, Kris saw the Highlands through his eyes and came to have a better understanding and appreciation for the way of life in this century.

True, it could be a hard and harsh life, with each clan struggling to scratch out a living and survive, but there was a beauty here as well. Kris could hear Iain's love for not only his family and his clan, but for this land as well.

He spoke of his childhood with a wistfulness she could readily hear and understand. She laughed when he told of the pranks he and his elder brothers used to play. He chuckled along with her when he told her of how he and his brothers had filled the guardsmen's boots with pig muck then hid themselves to watch the reactions of the men. His description of the looks on the guards' faces when they stuffed their feet in their boots sent her into fits of giggles.

"My brothers and I thought it a great jest and laughed long and hard o'er it. Until my father appeared behind us and fairly blistered out ears wi' a lecture until we thought the poor abused appendages would ne'er be the same again. I swore my ears were near to falling off he lectured us so long."

"Reminds me of something my brothers would do." Kris said between chuckles.

"Aye, I imagine a lad is a lad nay matter the century and finds mischief where he can."

Kris munched on a piece of cold chicken, lost in thought for a moment or two before she gazed at Iain.

"So, tell me, were there any kinds of things your mother might have told you about that weren't common knowledge at the time? Things that seemed far-fetched and not possible?"

"Ye mean where there things in her tales other than knights and battles, jousts and chivalry?"

Kris nodded over the rim of her cup then reached for a particularly plump looking pastry.

"Aye, there were many of those. I dinnae think them odd at the time. No' until I related a few tales to some of my mates when I went to foster wi' the Grant laird." He stared at the stream a short distance away for several moments. "Come to think on it, my brothers and I dinnae go to foster until well past the normal age for lads to do the like. At first, my màthair would no' e'en hear of it. Said she refused to ha'e her sons go off to ha'e someone else teach them the things that she and my father could teach them just as well, if no' better. She finally relented when I neared my thirteenth year. And then she insisted 'twould only be for a year or so, nay more than that. When it came time for Caitlyn to do the like, she ne'er relented. She put her foot down and wouldnae e'en hear it discussed.

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