A Battle Begins

It’s finally Friday, and finally time for Friday Fictioneers! Many thanks, as usual to Rochelle Wisoff-Fields for providing us with a prompt. I really like this week’s photo! Enjoy the story.

Copyright – Björn Rudberg
Copyright – Björn Rudberg.

A Battle Begins

“Mama, a rider’s coming!”

Moira nodded. “Riley, fetch your sisters and go to the cellar.” The boy didn’t hesitate to follow her orders.

Moira slipped a dagger from beside the door in her apron before heading outside. She was waiting for him when the rider reached her front yard.

“Mrs. Donovan,” the man greeted snidely.

“McGuffin,” Moira returned coldly.

“Does your husband have an answer?”

“We’re not selling.”

“The clan needs this hill, Moira.”

Moira scoffed. “So you and the other lords can satisfy your warmongering? We’d rather die first.”

McGuffin sneered down at her. “You just might,” he growled.


33 thoughts on “A Battle Begins

  1. I love this, makes me think of a Scottish romantic fiction, clans at war, the beautiful but poor daughter made to marry the barbaric but obviously sexy chief who turns out to be an angel in disguise. I’m a sucker for a bit of wild romance, lol 🙂

    1. Haha I saw this photo and just thought of the Highland Hills, no idea why. I’m a sucker for those stories too…my Kindle is full of them. 😉 Glad you enjoyed it, thanks for reading!

    1. Thank you! I think it could go either way…and judging by the response I received from this story…we might be seeing more of Moira and her struggle! Thanks for reading.

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