A small add I wanted to share with Duncan and Tara

I sat across the room from Lord Duncan and Lady Tara feeling more than a tad out of place. Sure, I'd written their story, but they were the ones who told it to me. In the great hall of the MacCoinnich Keep I found myself fidgeting with the clothes they asked me to wear. I sat under more layers of material than I ever had before and reminded myself to buy more cotton garments once I returned home. The wool itched my skin something fierce, but I wasn't about to complain. I wanted to be...