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Alasdair didn’t remember getting on the ground, so he wasn’t quite certain how he got there. In fact, the last thing he remembered was being hit in the head with the pommel of someone’s sword. He tried to move. His feet were tied to the tree, like an animal. His arms [...]

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Berrick shifted in his seat. He knew that the hour was late and the children should be getting into bed, but no one was making any indication that was going to be happening any time soon – not even Brogan. He noted, as he shifted, that Beagan had drawn Breda closer. How like [...]

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Berrick paused to drink a bit of cider, looking about the room. He didn’t want to pause too long, because it hurt so badly. He especially didn’t want to look into Brogan’s eyes. He couldn’t bear to see the pain that reliving this night was sure to cause him.

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Breda giggled. “Grandfather, did Aidan REALLY call the queen Abby?”

Berrick smiled, “All the time. He mostly did it because it annoyed her, but he also did it because he loved her very much. Abrianna loved all her brothers, but she and Aidan had a special love for one another [...]

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After the intensity of the summit, Alasdair just wanted to run away and hide for a few days. Sadly, however, he knew that would have to wait for another time. 

For six full months after the summit, the Dalravians experienced a strange lull in the insurrections – it was just enough to [...]

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As spring neared, so did the spring storms. What used to be enjoyed by the people of Dalravia now seemed like a betrayal of the land, as every time there was a storm, there was also some form of attack on the people.

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“I know what ‘As well it should’ means” said Tighe, all big-boy sure of himself.

“Oh you do, do you?” Berrick inquired, a grin in his voice.
“Yes, it means that they were in big trouble and they should be scared.”

“You’re right! They were in trouble – and they were a [...]

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“Grandfather, that really scared me! I thought that someone was attacking the castle.”
“So did Alasdair. He was very frightened for his people, because he didn’t expect that there would be any danger…yet. He knew that there would come a day when Cillian would attack…and he was right, but it wasn’t that [...]

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The dancing lasted long into the night. Lines, reels, jigs…high kicks, graceful spins and fast steps. As fast as an empty cider barrel was rolled out, a full one was rolled in. It was the same with the musicians. It was a good thing that there was an abundance of competent [...]

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“I’m sorry children, you MUST go to bed. Grandfather can continue this story tomorrow night – it’s a very long story.”

After many kisses and hugs were exchanged, Brogan prayed for his family – for sweet sleep, thanking the Lord for the faithfulness of the people He placed in positions of power over [...]

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