I don’t mean to be depressing or anything, but this next piece is a sentimental one. Long ago, Rhys MacLean courted and eventually won the heart of Isibeal McNiall. She was a quiet, but beautiful young woman when she agreed to marry the boisterous and entertaining Rhys. Their marriage broke barriers and not everyone agreed with their union because of his elfin blood. Although she never spoke out in anger or defense of it, Isibeal was certain that she had made the right decision and had all intentions of spending the rest of her life with the man she had fallen in love with. Nothing anyone said could change her path.
All of that changed one day when Rhys did not come home after a Camshron party. It was not his fault; she knew that. But a terrible accident had left her alone to raise their two children on her own. Her son was old enough to try to fill the duties Rhys had left behind, but he needed more direction than Isibeal could give him by herself. Sometimes when both Ailill and Aoife are out of the house, she stands in the hearth room and would swear to feeling his presence once again. It’s moments like this that she knows he is watching over them in the only way allowed.