"What do ye say, lass?"he asked.
There was a long pause.Every breath in the room held.
Then, to Cormac's horror, he watched his sister nod her head.
"Aye," she replied.
The giant bowed his head once, stood, and walked back to the center of the hall.
"Ye harm her and I'll kill ye myself," Cormac snapped.
Torin snorted and said nothing.
"Nessa, ye dinnae have to do this," Cormac said, turning to his sister.
"Aye, I do.'Tis best for everyone."Her voice was quiet.
The king's voice cut through the chamber."It seems betrothal documents between the Ruthvens and Stewarts will be finalized after all.The wedding ceremony will take place in one month."He looked at Cormac and Una."Congratulations on yer marriage.May it be a long and fruitful one."
Cormac and Una thanked the king.Their marriage was now formally recognized.
But it was a bittersweet moment leaving the chamber.Cormac held Una close against him, one arm around her waist, his other arm around Nessa, who looked as though she might faint.He worried about her future, but with the king's decree given and the council's reasons plain, the alliance was inevitable.
They trailed behind his parents, who were still in shock, though not enough to curtail their ridiculous behavior.Evidence of this came when Cormac heard his mother say, "Oh, Nessa, just think how tall yer sons will be!"Followed closely by his father's comment, "Well, lass, at least yer betrothed has a fine set of teeth!"
If Cormac didn't have his hands full, he would have strangled them both.
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Epilogue
Stewart Keep – Three Weeks Later
"Shh, love, ye needto keep it quiet or the entire Keep will hear ye," Cormac said, followed by a low groan.
"I can't help it," Una rasped, as she plunged back down onto his engorged cock, engulfing him completely in her slick heat.She moaned loudly.
