Chapter 31

A new scream escaped from Skye's mouth and covered it with her palm.

Her heart began to pound at the hope that blossomed in her chest.

She laid a hand over her heart, her eyes welled up.

"And where is she now?" he asked him.

“They have her dumped in a small storage room outside the house. They have forbidden all of us from helping her. Lord Malcolm threatened us that we will suffer the same, but I don't care if Maysie can be saved. And you are her only hope. That's why I was waiting for you. In her fever she babbles, and whispers only one name" Fergus paused and his eyes filled with pain, "Only your name, Skye." he whispered. His voice cracked.

“Hector!?” Skye said and looked at him. Now tears were running from her eyes and her lower lip was trembling.

Hector nodded. "Of course. We're going to get her. We're going back to the castle" he shouted toward the coachman.

Hector looked at Skye who smiled with the new hope born in her heart. He took a deep breath, feeling his own heart swell