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Date Posted: 05/30/07 10:36am
Author: Dane
Subject: You belong with me
In reply to: Sabrina 's message, "do you believe in magic? " on 05/30/07 10:21am

(He sighed again, feeling slightly underqualified to be teaching this lass. He was a Laird, a leader, not a professor. But he would do his best to share everything he knew with her if she wanted to know it. Once again he felt the same stab of anger with her parents. They hadn't told her a damn thing about who she was.. so she was so underprepared for all of this that it was like throwing a goldfish onto land and telling it to find it's way.) I ken, lassie. I ken tis hard to grasp.. but ye must try to. Yer Drakon. (He said the words slowly, as though they alone might make her understand. He smiled at her idea of their treatment of females.) Och, no.. females are verra highly respected amongst out clans.. they are the bearers of life after all. It isna much different than marriage, is it nay? Didna the lass Nellie live in a different clan before the Prince took her for his? (He tipped his head, looking at her.) Once the Laird of the keep has claimed a mate, the other females are free to select mates amongst the clan.. or even to offer themselves to another clan. (He didn't want her to think him barbarous. It did seem sort of funny to him though, to think of their culture as she had described it.) Och, tis nay a trade.. but a sort of mass courting. (His eyes sparkled with amusement, her ideas were so much like the young lasses in his clan.. bless them all. He nodded to her necklace after a moment of silence, his eyes locking on it.) Tis the power of that stone that made it so ye canna change.. and so that the McKerod left ye alone. That medallion belonged to a Priestess.. a verra high born Drakon female. Yer mam. the McKerod willna fool with such things, they are a superstitious lot. (He snorted under his breath, fingers flexing on the arm of the chair.) It is worn by a Drakon when she is pregnant, so that she will birth as a human and not as a dragon. She wore that necklace to prevent the change.. to take you away from here. Although, I dinna ken why.. if she didna tell ye. White dragons are highly prized in our clans, lassie.. yer mam would have been held very high, been courted by every bachelor male, and might have been hunted by humans. (He pursed his lips, thinking of the McKail and knowing that he would die to protect this lass if needbe. He let silence pass between them again, looking up as she mentioned living among regular people, and a rueful smile crossed his features as he shook his head.) It is ultimately yer choice.. but ye willna be able to bear children to a human man. No Drakon female can.

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