By Order of the King

r the island of Donan),

al clothes. His kilt looked new, vividly highlighting the blue and yellow colors of the clan he belonged to, but Skye couldn't identify which that clan was

y well as he welcomed him warmly with intimacy, whi

oredom. Another dull and meaningless night awaited her,

ce. Once he tracked her down, he beckoned her over, and Skye had no choice

son of Duke Cameron," her uncle informed

f her voice, while at the same time, she lifted her green dress sli

to watch them talk and laugh. Skye sno

utiful followed them there and took her place at the tab

e as she should until th

tes since dinner began, a

to eating the huge portio

. First, she looked at her uncle on top of the table, chewing blissfully, then at her aunt sittin

end. Lennox was sitting next t

ze caught him just as he cut off a large mouthful of roast pigle

le slightly. She left the silver cutlery on her p

h your food? But you hardly ate anything." her aunt, sit

the sweet voice was nothing more than hypocrisy to

" she replied without

rved that their guest was

at; I can't stop eating," the yo

unt turned and

y eyes while her aunt

s to the lovely lady Fiona and to the wonderful f

lied the aunt, giggling, raising her cup as well. "But thank yo

y, I assure you," Lennox contin

he uncle asked as he wiped the left

itrus. It left me breathless, Lord Malcolm. Excellent

like it. It is of my production. I m

rk, uncle?" Skye asked, feigning surprise

er and smiled as his

I give them step-by-step instr

smile. "Don't you hav

twinkled, and h

e her calm. Her aunt had slipped her hand u

. I say what they need and when they ne

ds? In the sea that surrounds us?' Skye asked hi

orted, shaki

usly you are not among them, that the wheat and barle

mphasized each word and the

lands years ago, d

breaths. His nostrils flared incessantly, a

glass and took a sip of the whiskey to push awa

" she declared and received anoth