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Skye smirked at her husband; "And what kinda prize did ye have in mind?"
Tidas tightened his grip on her; "The kind I claim in the privacy of our room.."
Chuckling loudly as she turned in his arms, Skye whispered into his ear; "You'll have ta wait, but I take it that's not an issue fer ya since ye already knew that me time is upon me.."
Tidas chuckled loudly as Lucas finally caught up to them. Skye assured him that no one had tried to deceive her, then Murdoc sidetracked him with another bottle of whiskey. He hesitated a moment, but decided to follow after the Highlander King instead.
Murdoc's stories of Skye were both entertaining, and filled him with a sense of fatherly pride. Lucas didn't see Skye's accomplishments as his own, he was just proud to have had a hand in creating such a wonderful person. Even if his life amounted to nothing at the end, he would smile knowing that Skye was his daughter...