By the Kings Order

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Laire was grateful for her McCloud’s cry of approval she knew that she could always count on them. Even to do what some would call a death wish of mission. In her mind she was gaining more of their respect, not only because she was their Lairds wife, and therefore they were required to respect her but she also for what she did being able to save so many that would have otherwise bled out and died a long and very painful death. She nodded her head and flashed a small tense smile for Duncan and Eathan for they were rounding up even more support for her and their mission. Laire knew it would be a daring mission, but the highlanders had beaten the English once, and that was only when the King had ordered them to war, now they were ridding off to a rescue mission of their own doing.

Laire wanted to go that moment, she wanted to save her husband to have him in her arms. Her mind flashed visions of her husband being beaten and tortured. Quickly Laire shook such unpleasant thoughts from her mind. She would not allow her mind to think upon what would happen if they failed in getting to him for they could not fail. She would not accept failure. She found strength with the McClouds behind her; she knew they would not abandon her or their laird. But when the others started coming forwards Laire couldn’t help but be surprise. Clan after Clan it seemed wanted to help. She was proud of them; she knew it was a hard thing to ask of them to leave on a rescue mission right after the battle but it seemed that Dustin was able to unite them, and she had a inkling that many were coming as pay back for her saving their family members.

As Nathanael walked forward and spoke Laire nodded towards him and spoke in a booming voice that considering her size was very surprising. “I thank thee all for coming, I want to leave as soon as we can.” Laire nodded again to Nathenal “Take as many horses as you need, lowlanders also rest in the tents they be understanding” Laire had no idea about what had unfolded on the batter field she had heard things but assumed that it was just the babbling of the scared, injured men and took no notice of it. But now she approached Duncan and spoke. “Duncan, what happened on the fields? How was Dustin captured?” After hearing the answer she bowed her head. “What tent was…is Dustin’s Duncan?”

After being pointed in the direction she took her leave and disappeared into the tent. She saw her husband’s satchel and opened it up seeing fresh clothes she changed out of her bloodied dress and into an extra shirt and kilt of his she had heard stories of the English taking young brides of Scotish men and taking them to bed she wanted to prevent that. Plus she knew there would be hell to pay if her husband saw her before they got him out of the English camp. She thought about cutting her hair to make it shorter but she instead took a ribbon and tied her hair up and pinned her long blonde hair up on the top her head and then covered it with a piece of cloth. Laire placed an extra belt around her waist. She shelved a sword in her side and picked up her bow and arrows found her black them.

She first rode to her camp and although many at first thought that she was Dustin and he had escaped somehow but when Laire spoke they nearly fell off of their feet she ignored their looks of shock and gave them instructions to the ladies she reminded them to check on the men, including the English every hour, and to change any blood soaked gauze. She also reminded then that the English was their bargining chip of getting her husband back so not to ignore them. She placed the father and his men in charge “Now that I am gone please listen to what the father says, he will not try and take over, but he knows a lot more then even I do. To the men she was leaving behind she got them all together. “Now men I know some of you are sour about being left behind, you must guard the camp, keep the fires going. You were not left behind because you are weak, quite the opposite you are being but in charge of keeping the camp safe. We will return”

She nodded then urged the black to the other camp where it seemed that almost every man had a horse. She was amazed on their numbers. She was very encouraged surely they would win her husband back. She lastly tucked away the pieces of cloth that she had cut from each English man and urged the horse forward. She rode right beside Duncan and waited to see if he noticed that his Lairds wife was the one that was now beside him. She remained silent waiting to see what any of the guys would say, she hoped that at least from a far she looked more like a man and less like a woman.

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The highlanders formed up and began riding south as quietly as they could. As Laire moved up beside Duncan, he chuckled. "Now if Dustin could see you now Lady McCloud." he was grinning ear to ear. It was then that Father Marcus rode up on the other side of Laire. He looked her over and shook his head. "Aye, I wonder what he would say." Though from a distance she looked like a man, up close one could see her face and know who she was.

"I had a feeling that you would be off to rescue your husband. Can't let you go with out a representative of God at your side. What kind of a shepard would I be to have the lambs walking into the wolf's den with out him." He knew it would be senceless to try and talk her out of going and the highlanders as well. "Have you any plan at all on what you are going to do when you catch up with the English?" he asked her.

As night fell the English stopped to make camp . Their tents, supplies and things of comfort had been left behind. Some of these things the Highlanders picked up as they rode past the empty camp. The English were not to comfortable and the English King was not happy at all. They had come to a walled Village that they had taken control of before going off to battle. The King procured a coach and fresh horses there and stocked it with food and drink. He told one of his men to drive it. He was not wanting to wait around. He needed to get to York and begin rounding up more soldiers so he could return and smash the Scotts, before they could regroup. He would leave what remained of the once proud army at the village to await his return. He took a small force of men at arms on horse back with him.

The English took everything the wanted from the villagers and kicked most of them out of their homes so they would have a comfortable place to stay.

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Laire couldn’t help but grin, aye her husband’s expression seeing his wife dressed in his clothes would be something to see. She couldn’t help but feel encouraged with Duncan on one side of her and the mass amounts of men behind them. When Father Marcus joined them Laired nodded her head in respect to him. “Aye father me thinks when he sees me he will be surprised, hopefully so will the English”

She turned to Duncan as they rode on. “I was thinking we approach their camp, find out where they have the…. the prisoners, then surround them and kill them all. They showed us no mercy, and I doubt they are showing our Dustin any mercy so they will get none.” Her jaw was clenched and her back was rigid her head was straight but her eyes darted aroundf looking for hidden dangers, she allowed them to ride in silence for awhile. She then spoke again to Duncan. “Duncan if I am captured, get Dustin out then worry about me, if Dustin is injured he will need to get back to camp immediately” She paused “I am going to do my best to not let Dustin see me, for I know he will not leave without me.” She sighed softly “I know you will not like leaving without me either, but the clans need their Laird, the highlands need Dustin look what he was able to do!” She waved a hand backwards sorry all the men ridding behind them it was then that she broke her glare from the front to Duncan, “Get my husband out, I am sure Eathan will get me if the worse was to happen”

She continued on not talking allowing him to speak in response. They rode on for what seemed like forever but she was sure it was only an hour maybe two when she noticed smoke raising into the clear sky. She held up her hand and was surprised when everyone stopped she turned her self to Duncan. “What say you? Do we separate or do we attack as a group?” She could see the English camp, it was pitiful, a small smirk appeared on her face, she was sure Dustin and the highlanders had something to do with that. She then grew angry “Duncan” she said in a horse whisper “They King is not there, did he take the prisoners with him?”

Her mind was race and she knew she was making no sense. She took her bow and arrow and hooked an arrow up and aimed it at the English camp, she knew that she could reach it from where she was but she turned her head to Duncan wanting to see if he had different plans. “What say you Duncan, you ready to kill some more English?”

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Duncan listened to Laire and then looked at her as she spoke of if she should be captured. "Now Lady McCloud, you not be speaking such." He gave her a hard look, "You may not be liking it but you will be haveing a couple lads about you at all times to keep that from happening." He would make sure there were a couple men at her side through out what ever was going to happen. He knew Dustin and knew he would not leave with out her if she were captured.

As the hours passed they finally arrived a short distance from the walled village. It was more of a wooden palacade but it would not be easy to breach without losing a number of good men. "I am sure that the English has guards posted at the gate but from the looks of it there not be any along the walls. Over confident bastards. Think they can come into our lands and leave without us coming after them." Eathan and the other Lairds rode forward to take a look and see what was before them.

"Send a few of the lads in over the walls. Kill any guards and open the gate. The rest of us will move forward slowly and quitely untill the gate be open and then we will rush in and kill any english we find." Eathan said plainly. "Now mind ye, there be Scotts down there as well." He looked at Laire and the others, "Don't want any harm coming to them now do we."

Duncan nodded and signaled a couple men come forward. He told them to pass the word quietly of what was going to happen and for all to dismount. In the dark one could barely see the men slowly move forward and take up positions as a few men quietly ran forward to a section of the wall with rope. It was not long before they were climbing up and over. As Duncan had said, two men now stood by Laire. They were McClouds and proud to be Laire's body guards.

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Laire listened to Duncan as he spoke. She was about to argue with him but she knew that it was pointless so instead she simply nodded. Even dressed like this she was she was sure that Dustin would be able to pick her out, for she was wearing his clothes. She hadn’t thought of that before. “Aye Duncan, I knew you wouldn’t go for that idea, but I had to try” She listened while Duncan gave the orders and she nodded she agreed with his plans it all seemed as if it was going to work.

She turned her attention to the priest on her other flank, “Father once this is done, I want no man left behind.” Her look was clear what she meant she just didn’t want to say, if any man was killed she wanted them to be brought back to the camp and given the proper last rights and given respect. Laire sat on top of her horse watching the men approach and go over the walls her heart was racing she knew the time was coming to raid the camp and rescue those trapped inside.

She noticed the two men that rode up beside her she noticed immediately that they were McClouds so any thoughts of her trying to escape from her escorts now left her she would not offend them as such. “I promise you this, no man will be left behind” She nodded again. “I thank you for stepping forward to protect me, I know our Laird will be proud and you will be rewarded” She waited for the singal again. She was wanting to get out there and back to their camp hopefully with out losing anyone. With any luck the English would be too drunk to put up much of a fight.

She couldn’t shake the image of Dustin broken and bloodied out of her mind, she had a feeling that he would need a lot off attention once they got back to their camp. Now she just waited she wanted nothing more then to charge in there, but she knew that doing it Duncan’s way would be the only way as much as the wait was causing her to ach in pain she knew it was going to be worth it.

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Laire remained where her guards and the priest surrounded her. Her laughed at her brothers as they commented that it was her she turned to the priest. “I should have known that I would not be able to fool my brothers, but hopefully the English will be fooled” She watched the men enter the walled city waiting to be able to join them. She was forced to hold back though for what seemed like forever, she could hear the battle cries and the clanking of metal.

When she could no longer handle just sitting there waiting she rode her horse forward. Surprised on how fast her guards reacted to her movements she was not even able to get a yard away before they were at her sides again. Laire nodded her thanks to both of them she readied her arrows and shot two English men in the neck before she entered the city. Her eyes fluttered over the city she was searching for her Dustin.

When her eyes fell upon his beaten body Laire opened her mouth in a silent scream. She wanted to run to him right there that then but she knew that would blow her cover instead she took her arrows and shot it through the retreating English. When the General brought Dustin forward she felt the urge again to rush forward but she held herself back, aided by her guards. She listened to the peace treaty Laire was beyond angry, but she sat stll watching the cowards escape and run off, surely to go tell their king what had happened. She watched Dustin greet Duncan and Eathan she waited for him to recognize her sitting there on her black. When Duncan spoke of her she couldn’t help but laugh she slid off her horse and walked towards Dustin she walked past Duncan and Eathan and immediately took Dustin into her arms she was gentle she could only guess about how much pain he was in.

She kissed him gently on the lips. “My dear Dustin, you think you are going to be rid of me that fast?” Gentle tears were falling down her face as she lead Dustin to her horse with help she was able to get Dustin up on the black she then she mounted behind him and held him close. “You not be leaving my sights for a good while Dustin” She knew she looked a sight, dressed in a shirt to cover her bosoms then his kilt and a sword and her bow and arrows. She turned her attention to Duncan “I want to get him to the camp” She paused “Its been a long day men have some fun if you want” She turned and urged her horse forward. She noticed many hooves behind her and smiled while she kissed Dustin’s temple softly and whispered in his ear. “I do not know what I will do without you Dustin you cant leave me” She turned to each side and noticed they were surrounded by escorts some held others that had been captured.

She held on to Dustin as they made it into camp men around her helped her down then she helped Dustin down and half carried him in medical tent laid him down and immediately hushed him with a drink of Ale and some herbs to dull the pain, she didn’t want to knock him out, she wanted him to be awake and talking to her. She kneeled at his side as a bowl of warmed water and fresh clothes were brought to her she brought the cloth to his face and began to clean off the blood she knew that she would have to clean it all before she could stitch him up. Her tears kept falling down her face she didn’t even realize. As this was happening she was giving orders to the other women. Making sure bandages were clean and medicines were given to those in pain.

Then men came forward to check on Dustin, Laire shooed them away “Those that were on guard when we left need rest, I want shifts around the clock, and a nice roaring fire” They bowed to her “Mi lady you just worry about yourself and Dustin there we will take care of the rest”

Laire smiled a silent thank you then turned her complete attention on Dustin. She was almost was done the clean of his face, the anger in her face was obvious she wanted to go after the men that had done this too her husband, but a treaty was made so she could do nothing, Laire knelt down her head again and very gently kissed him on the lips. “I love you Dustin, and you can give me hell for wearing your clothes after you are feeling better.”

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The battle at the village was now over and the English soldiers left with their General. He hoped that the English General would return to his king and tell him of the battle and his words. He was honor bound by the terms for his release and would not go back on that. The war now had become a bit more personal to him. He was already thinking of plans for the future.

As he talked to Duncan, he told him of one that had taken charge of the clan and talked the others into coming after him. He then heard Laire's laugh and he looked up at her as she slid off a horse and ran to him and embrased him. Even though she tried to be gentle with her embrase, he was in pain. They had given him a good beating and he was bruised all over. Luck had been with him that he had no broken bones, but he would be stiff and very sore for some time. His arms went about her and he shook his head. After she had kissed him, he said softly, "Trying to start a new fashion for the women of the clan?" he grinned. He then looked around and smiled at the other Lairds and nodded his head to them his thanks.

Eathan grinned boradly, "Well lad, she was a bit insistant on us coming along." he placed a large hand on Dustin's shoulder as Laire lead him to the horse. He was still surprised that all of the clans that had followed him from the highlands had come along to get him. He felt that he was not that charismatic of a man. As they began the trip back to the camp, Father Marcus rode beside him and Laire. "It seems God is not done with you yet my son. Nor with your wife. He looked back at the highlanders returning to their horses. Those that were wounded were placed on horses and rode with Dustin, Laire, and Father Marcus. The others followed. "And me thinks your highlander kin as well."

Dustin wondered about his words. Indeed he had been thinking of plans while he was captive. Things he heard as he listened to the soldier's talking gave him insight on many things. He would inform the Scottish king of what he heard and what he wanted to do. It took them longer making the return trip, as they were taking their time because of the wounded. But when they arrived back at the camp, the Lowlander clans were still there as was the King's tent. He wanted to go report to the King but Laire took him to a tent and laid him on a cot there and began fussing over him, cleaning the dirt and blood from him.

As she made a comment about him giving her hell for wearing his clothes, he chuckled. "MMMM have you anything on under that kilt my dear?" He longed to do more then just touch her and lay there, but knew he would not be up to anything for a few days at least. Murmering and then silence, made Dustin half rise on an elbow and look to the entrance of the tent. The King entered and looked around and then at Dustin.

"Kneel Dustin McCloud." the King ordered and two men came forward and helped him from his cot. The king then drew his sword and laid it lightly on each shoulder. "Now rise Sir Dustin McCloud, Defender of Scottland." Dustin was a bit confused and bewildered. He slowly stood as the meaning of the Kings actions sunk in. He had just been made a noble and given the title of Defender of Scottland. A great honor. He handed Dustin several medalions, badges of rank, "You may chose your captains for all to know. Now Sir McCloud, when you are able, we need to talk." With that the king left.

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Laire took good care in washing her husband’s blood and dirt off his face, other wounds would have to wait unil she had better light. She was so happy to have her Dustin back with her that it took all of her discpline not to take him right then and there but she knew he was too tender she instead she took extra care in washing him. She brought his hand to her cheek and leaned into his hand closing her eyes. She kissed it softly. Then gently place it back on his chest. She couldn’t help but laugh at his question. In the state that he was in and he wanted to knw that? She smiled she was about to bow down and whisper the answer, that she wasn’t wearing underneath for her under garments had been stained through when she heard someone at the entery way her attention was drawn to it and she saw the king standing there. She immeditaly stood and bowed her head. She was going protest the Kings orders to her husband but as he took the postion Laire figured out what was happening and she couldn’t help but smile she was so proud of Dustin. He was able to accomplish so much, uniting the clans first to fight the English, then they united again to rescue him from English. Laire dapped her wet eyes with a corner of a cloth while she watched the King place the sword on either side of her husbands sholders. Then as Dustin rose Laire stayed where she was, allowing Dustin to have this honor all of his own. When the king and the men left Laire rushed to his side again and helped him back to the bed gently. “Sir McCloud now that has a ring to it doesn’t it? She grinned and brought her lips again soflty to kiss and kissed him. “I am glad you came back to me Dustin” She was also glad that his memory was intact even with the severe beating that had taken to the head. Once she was happy that he was comfortable she fetched him some more ale and while her back on on him she sliped in some of the sleeping herbs into his goblet and brought it to him and placed it to his lips. “You have been through a lot today Dustin, drink this” She paused “Please for me?” She sat down beside him and stroked his hands. “Tommrow I will inspect the rest of you but for now I want you to rest. She laid down beside him hoping that he would take the Ale and fall asleep for when he did she would have to do her rounds. She would not be sleeping at all tonight nor would she until she absoutley needed it. She turned her face to Dustin. “And to answer your question Dustin I be not wearing anything under your kilt. My clothes were too sooked with the blood of those I worked on” She smiled at him. Knowing that if he indeed drink the ale he had but five minutes before it would take affect. “I love you Dustin, and I will have you know each time you get captured I am coming for you no matter how many times you do it” She closed her eyes, not due to being tired but being content. She had her Dustin back and although there was a lot to talk about, the injured English in their camp for one. But all that would come with the morning. “All is well Dustin you can rest now.

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Dustin was still in a bit of shock from being nighted and therefore made a noble. In a sence he could be considered a Baron with the land and people he ruled over as it was. But to be made a noble by the King, and granted the title of Defender of Scottland. Now that was something else all together. When the King left and he was helped back to the cot, he laid there his mind trying to assorb it all.

Laire returned to his side after the king left and continued to comfort him. He was a bit weak but not as weak as many thought. When she whispered the answer to his question he grinned. He really didn't want to sleep. There was still much that he wanted to do. When she spoke of coming after him again if he was captured again he shook his head. "I don't plan on that happening again." Though the possibility was there with what he had in mind. That was one of the many things he wanted to discuss with the other Lairds and the king.

The English had invaded Scottland. Though defeated they would be back. He wanted to make the English pay for that and to make them see that they to could be invaded and much more. His highlanders were not your normal soldiers. Though they would fight pitched battles as they had the previous day, they were more hit and run type fighters. Attack here and then there, not staying long and keeping the English army trying to find them. Hit their supply lines, set ambushes that would decimate their forces with the use of archers. If the other Lairds were still willing to follow him, he would lead them south to England and wreak havoc upon the English.

But he took the drink she handed him. "I do not wish to sleep long. There is much that must be done and discussed." he told Laire as he drank the brew. As she laid next to him he placed an arm over her, "You to should sleep, and I want you to."

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Laire did not care if Dustin thought that he was strong Laire was detrimend to pamper him and nurse him back to health and he would rest even if she had to get guards and place them at the door he would rest. She could tell that he was taking in the events that just transpired she was very proud of her husband and while most women would be wondering when her rewards were coming for saving all the men and rescuing her husband and the others Laire was content in knowing that what she did was good.

She couldn’t help but laugh at Dustin’s face when he learned that she wore nothing underneath his kilt. She knew that she wanted nothing else then to jump on him right then and there to prove her love to him again. But she knew it had to wait instead she smiled as he took the drink helping hold the glass to his lips and when he finished it she laid down with him kissing his lips softly silencing his demands, therefore not lying to him. She siged contently as he placed his arm around her.

She waited until she was sure that he was asleep then she slipped out of his arm covered him with extra plaids then she snuck of the tent and into the tents that held the others. She ignored any glances from any of the men. She knew that they would be thinking that she would have spent the night with Dustin, but she had work to do.

She changed more bandages and checked on the English men all of whom were still sleeping off their pain meds. She still didn’t know what she was going to do with them, keep them here until they were no longer injured for sure then what? Laire shook her head there was nothing that could really be done until then. Laire continued to tend to the wounded until it was nearly dawn.

Then just as the sun was making its apperance she slipped back into Dustin’s room and slipped back into his arms she turned to face him and kissed his lips, hoping that she would have been able to fool him. “Tis sunrise Dustin” She softly kissed his lips and begain to take off his shirt, it the morning light he could get a clear view of any other injuries that had become upon her husband. Her face as a clear sign that she had not slept so she kept her head low while she insepected his chest for injuries. “How are you feeling this morning Dustin?”

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Dustin slept well, the brew that his wife had fixed put him into a very restful sleep. It was but a few hours of sleep, but it was enough for the time being. When he awoke he felt his wife climbing back into the bed with him. He said nothing, for he knew it would do no good and that his wife was strong willed in certain matters and tending the injured was one of them.

"I feel rested and ready to be up and about." he put a finger on her lips to stop any protests. "There be work to be done and I must be at it." He was still stiff and plenty sore. He sat up and took a deep breath. "And I want you there as well, at my side. I think that you have found that the clans respect and look up to you now as well. You never thought you would be in this type of position or situation now did ye." he chuckled and stood up.

"Now to the first business of the day. I need to know how many of the three thousand that came with us we lost. Those that can not fight for some time I want to send back to the highlands and have those there protecting the holdings take their place. Those strong and able enough to walk and fight shortly I need back in our ranks." he helped her up and drew her to him kissing her deeply. "You have done well here and me thinks that you have changed the minds of many a man, noble and low about women helping tend wounded men. Now come we must get started."

Outside the tent Eathan and Duncan sat by a fire waiting to see how he was. As he emerged they stood. "About time lad," Eathan spoke up. Dustin nodded and spoke, "Gather the Lairds and bring them to my tent. " Now Duncan and Eathan nodded and before turning to do as they had been told, "Aye Sir McCloud." Eathan grinned as he walked away. By now all the camps knew of the Kings decree. He looked at Laire and shook his head. "Wait till I make him one of my captains, recgonized by the King himself. " he chuckled and lead her off to his tent.

Once alone in the tent he felt strong enough though still a bit sore for a little playing around. He slipped a hand up under the shirt to her lovely large breasts and squeezed one then the other hard. "Me thinks we have a bit of time before everyone is gathered and here." His other hand went up under the kilt to her firm ass cheeks as he leaned in and kissed her deeply.

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Laire seemed pleased with herself that she got away with disobeying his request to rest. Sure she needed it but she had too much to do She would not rest until she dropped or all the wounded had recovered.

As Dustin made the annocment that he was about to get up Laire had it in her mind to forbide it when he put his fingers to her lips. Her eyes flashed with anger and she pouted but she remained silent.

She moved to help him up seeing out stiff he still was worried her. But she knew her asking him to stay in bed would fall on deaf ears or worse cause him to become more riled. As she heard his words Laire looked up at him, surely he was jesting with her. But one look at him and she could see that he wasn’t. “Nay Dustin I could never had immagined. I have you to thank for that Dustin” She smiled as he spoke of his plans. Her Dustin was back and althouth he was clearly hurting he did his best to hide it.

As he kissed her Laire moaned softly into the kiss, his sweetness driving her almost mad. She longed for his body next to hers but has he broke the kiss she knew that they would be leaving and up to bussness all day she was not really looking forward to it.

She wanted to be with her husband all day. But instead she wore a smile on her face and wrapped her arm around him and walked out the tent with him. She almost give Eathan a tongue lashing but Dustin ordered her to his duties first she insread he just glared at him. Her glare turned into a smile when Dustin grinned to her and commented that Eathan would be becoming a captain, Laire chucked to herself she was getting excited about seeling his face when he heard the news.

Laire stepped into his tent beside him and looked around then up at him she smiled up at him closing her eyes while his had travlid to her breasts. As he told her that they had time her hands went around his neck gently “You be telling me if I hurt you right” Her lips found his sweet mouth has his hand found her ass. “Mmmm” Laire moaned softly into the kiss. Her hands slowly took off his shirt and with the most gently of touch rubbed his back.

She wanted to please her husband but she didn’t want to harm him. For now this would have to work, she would let him show her how much he could handle she did slip her tounge through his lips though and stated a dance with his tongue. Her eyes opened focusing on his face for signs of distress or pain. “I love you Sir Dustin McCloud” Laire whispered softly just after she broke the kiss. She then snuggled into his neck,

((Sorry its late...been an interesting day))

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Dustin eased her down to sit on the makeshift bed. He then pushed the shirt up over her breasts to expose them and he bent down kissing them as he squeezed them hard. "Any discomfort, will be well worth it my love." he whispered and moved a hand down to pull the kilt up over her hips and begin caressing her womanhood. He would leave her clothes on, just in case they were disturbed. His toung flicked over her breasts, hard nipples and he gently took them one by one between his teeth and pulled on them. He played with them for a bit before gently pushing her down upon the bed, a finger still up inside her womanhood followed by a second one.

As he looked down upon her and squeezed one of her magnificent breasts, he whispered, "You are everything a man could hope for in a woman my love." and then bent down and kissed her deeply.


Duncan and Eathan began rounding up the other Lairds. They took their time. They had seen a look in both Laire's and Dustins eyes that told them that they needed to be left alone for a bit. It looked as if all the clans were itching for something else to do. "What do you think he intends on doing?" a couple of the Lairds asked Duncan and Eathan. Duncan shugged his shoulders but said, "He was not to happy with the English King, that I know for sure. "

The younger Lairds that had brought their wives along to help Laire, emerged from their tents, adjusting their clothing, and the soft voices of their wives within telling them to hurry back. Duncan had seen his wife earlier and found a secluded spot for them away from the camps. She like Laire insured that her husband was alright and then set about pleasing him. But now that sll the Lairds had been rounded up they began to walk back towards Dustins tent. All anxious to know what he was planing on doing, some hoping for a bit more action against the english.

(OOC: An interesting daY? Now that sounds like something happened. Anything that you would not mind telling?)

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Laire let out soft moans as she felt his hands on her breasts. She wanted to be gentle but Dustin was making her burn with desire for him. She kissed him back strongly growling deeply into the kiss.

Laire arched her head back as she felt his hands move her kilt and couldn’t help but gasp and let out an unlady like groan as he began to stroke her warm womanhood. She rubbed his head as his tongue flicked over her errect nibbles. He was driving her to the point of maddness with his gentle touches mixed with the slight pain from his teeth.

Laire arched her back up lifting almost everything off the bed as the fingers entered “Uggg Ohhh Dustin I do love you so” She looked up at him the need clearly etched over her face. “And you be more then I could ever dream of in a man” As his lips met hers Laire opened her mouth and claimed his mouth her tounge licking at his teeth and dueling with his. It was clear that Laire had been worried that she would never see him again and now she was eager to make love to him. Maybe to make sure that he was really there that he really didn’t leave her.

Her hands reched for his kilt wanting to lift it up. She wanted to please him as he was pleasing her. “Mmm Dustin, let me please you husband” Laire softly moaned into the kiss. Laire knew that they did not have much time but surely there was time for something before the metting, andbefore she had to get back to her duties at the other camp.

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Dustin was enjoying the feel of his wife on his hands. Her breasts were so soft yet firm and was a joy to squeeze and play with. He could see that she was very much in need of him. "Now my dear how do you wish to please me?" he asked her. They had but little time before Eathan and the others would arrive. He would not be able to be back with her in this way for a while once they arrived.

He removed his fingers from her wet and hot womanhood and laid down on the bed nest to her. He could not help but continue playing with her lovely breasts, as they seemed to cry out for more attention and more. The pain and discomfort was forgotten for the moment. "Please me my lovely wife. Show me what you wish to do." he grinned.

The General and the few remaining soldiers eventually caught up with those that had run away. He knew the King was not going to be very happy about what had happen. He had seen how many highlanders there had been. They had decimated his forces, and if there was that many highlander's left, how many of the regular forces of the Scotts was left. York had a sizeable force to defend it, but it would be madness to strip its defences. It would take time to muster more recruits from further south and perhaps from allies across the channel. This worried him, especially seeing what the Highlanders were willing to do just to get a few of their men back.

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Laire continued to make soft whimpers as he continued to massage her breasts. His touch was causing Laire body tremble with want and need. When he asked the question Laire opened her mouth to respond but only moans came out. As he removed his fingers Laire kissed him deeply then moved to his neck bitting and suckng on his flesh she slowly kissed down his chest kissing each mark that she saw before reaching his belly botton where she looked up at him while gently nipping at his flesh there. She then moved inbetween his legs and her head disappreed underneath his kilt and she found what she was searching for her tender soft lips found the head of his manhood. She softly begain to suck on the head flickering her tongue on the very tip.

She had heard some of the other woman talking about this and how it had really pleased their husbands, and Laire wanted to try. She was timid at first licking the length on it many times before she started to suck again her soft hands found his balls hanging down and cupped them in her hands her sweet mouth bobbing up and down on his large length. She was attempting to take all of him in her her throat consticted tightly on it as she continued, hoping that she was pleasing him. She was listening for any clues that she was doing good.

Laire knew that she wouldn’t have much time with him I the next little bit, In between Dustin having to tend to his duties that would fall upon him wih his new tittle. And she still had all he injured people back in her camp. She also hadnt told Dustin about the English that she had tended to. But she pushed all that out of her head cause for now she wasnted to be with her Dustin, she could tell him after. Surely the king wouldn’t notice a few missing men for awhile, and hopefully by then they would be well enough to leave before the king’s army came looking for them.

Lare realizing they were shot on time quickend her pace and took it all in the tip nerly going down her throat as she gagged on it but that relex squezzed the tip extra hard as he small hands massaged his seedholders even more. She moaned softly causing vibrations in her mouth and on to his manhood still in her mouth. She was hoping she was doing good she wanted her husband to know how much losing him scared her and how much she really did love him.

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Dustin watched Laire move down his chest and stomach and then move her head under his kilt. When he felt her toung and lips on his man hood he grabbed hold of the blankets tightly with his hands. It felt good what she was doing. She had never done anything like this before and he wondered where she had picked it up at. He raised himself up on his elbows and watched what she was doing.

"Now that is new." he said his breathing a bit ragged with the senations he was feeling. "I like it. Continue." When she took his hard shaft in her mouth and moved it in and out of her mouth and throat he took in a deep breath. "Yesssss my love." She was indeed pleasing him but he to wanted to satisfy her needs. He sat up and took her head in his hands and slowly pulled her away from his manhood. "Come sit on my lap and impale yourself on it."

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Laire was encouraged by his words and smiled. He was indeed enjoying himself and although for Laire it was a bit akward she was doing it for him. All she really needed was his words telling her to continue to make her quicken her pace on his manhood. When he placed his hands on her head Laire though she had down something wrong. She was about to hang her head and ask for his forgiveness when he told her what he wanted.

Laire bit her lip suductelvly and nodded sitting up and lifting up her kilt she slowly edged her hot, moist womanhood on his errect pole she let out a soft moan as she edged herself down placing all the extra wieght on her bent knees so she didn’t cause him any pain. Lare took his hands and brought them to each of her breasts then arched her back backwords to allow him even more acess. Laire could not help but moan out the name of her husband. Expressing her undying love for him.

She quickened her pace grinding into him hard, momentairly forgeting that she was trying to be gentle the friction of their bodies and the heat between then was causing Laire womanhood to already constrict on his member. She was attempting to hold on for him but she didn’t know how long she could last. “I am going to finsh my love are you ready?” Laire moaned through ragged breaths.

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He squeezed her breasts as she placed his hands on them and leaned in to kiss her neck and shoulders. As she eased her self down on his hard shaft he smiled. He knew with what she had been doing and now with her hot, tight and wet womanhood moving up and down on his manhood, it would not be long before he unloaded his seed within her. The friction of her soft inner flesh over his manhood made him squeeze her breast even harder.

He nodded when she told him she was ready and if he was. He claimed her lips once more and continued squeezing her tits. As he kissed her deeply he felt himself release within her. His arms went around her and held her tightly. He felt on top of the world with her there in his arms. She was everything he needed and wanted in a woman.

The distant voices of Eathan and the others as they approached made him sigh. "Damn." he said as he borke the kiss. He lifted a hand up to her face caressing it gently. "Time for other matters." he sighed again.

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Laire moaned at the feeling of his hands on her breasts again. “Mmm Dustin” Laire whispered. As Laire felt him released his seen into her Laire couldn’t help but scream out his name as she felt her own release pour down his shaft. Where they where was momentairly forgotten and it was just him and her in the world, nothing else existed and no one else existed.

She returned the kiss moaning softly into his lips her heart beating fast. She wrapped her arms around him as he did the same. She felt so safe in the world and she know that Dustin would never let anything else happen to her. And if heaven forbide something did Dustin would not rest until it was righted. She kissed his ear softly nuzzleing his neck “I love you Dustin”

She was going in for another kiss when she heard the appraching voices she sighed. She didn’t want to be intrupted but she knew that it was time. Laire nodded and slowly slide off of her, stood straightend her clothes and waited for Dustin. She still advoided looking straight at him, for one look in her eyes while not in the midst of love he would most likely see that his wife had not slept since they had left for battle.

“I am ready Sir, Dustin McCloud” she winked and smiled and outstrechted her hand Laire knew that the others would know what they had been doing but for once se didn’t care she just wanted to be with her husband. To stand by his side.

Then something hit her she put a hand on his chest just before the excitted “Dustin, you have to be knowing.” She paused “We have severel injured English men in my camp” She then flashed him a smile “Just so you be knowing, and no they not be ready to leave” She shot him a warning glance her fire clealy showing that she would not be backing down from that point. “Will the English attack to get them back like we attacked theirs?” The thought worried her for she did most of the nightshifts with the English men, would they cart her away like the had to Dustin? Her husbands furey if something happened to her frightened her greatly but she again pushed it out of her mind smiled and grasped his hands. “I be ready to face the men Dustin”

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Dustin rose from the bed and put his shirt and colors back on as Laire got up and straightened her clothes. He heard the voices of the other Lairds. They seemed to be at the same distance and not advancing any further. He imagined that it was Duncan that kept them at a distance until he would come out of the tent. He looked at Laire as she said she was ready. He grinned, knowing whose benifite it was for.

She then told him that there was wounded english soldiers in the camp. He looked at her and then seemed to be lost in thought for a moment. The soldiers or most of them were just people, pesants that were conscripted into the English army to fight for the English King. There were those, like those with the English General that were hard core regulars. He would go visit the wounded english and see for himself. An idea came to him on how he could use them. "I will visit them in a little while."

Once he was sure that they were ready he put his arm about her and threw open the tent flap. He stood there before the assembled Lairds and took a deep breath. "The English have dared to invade our country, wanting to enslave us to their will. We have defeated them for now, but they will be back. They have allies on the continent, who has trained soldiers, equipment and arms."

He looked at one and then another and another. "We can not meet them again and again like we did here. We will lose for sure. Our King has to have time to gather more forces. Train them into an army. " He didn't know if they would be willing to do what he wanted. "I say we take the fight to them! Invade England. Hit and run, make them send troops everywhere. Set Ambushes, strike terror into the English! We will disrupted their supplies, take control of towns and villages." He stopped talking and looked about him, at the silent faces of the Lairds.

Would they continue to follow him, follow him and his clan south into England. He was going to take them there, but would the others follow. They didn't have to, they had elected him the leader of the highlanders for the battle they had fought. They didn't have to follow him any more. They could return to their homes in the highlands and wait for the english to invade again.

The Lairds looked around at each other and then looked at Eathan. Eathan stepped forward. "No need to ask. Give the order and we will all the way through England till we reach its Kings castle if need be. Can't let you McClouds have all the fun now can we?" he grinned broadly.

Dustin didn't know what to say. He felt a lump in his throat that would not let him say anything. He nodded and picked up the medallions from within the ten on a small table. Taking a deep breath, he walked forward and took one and placed it around Eathan's neck. "Well then, you be one of my captains and aid de camp." he managed to say and grin. Eathan looked at him in surprise. Dustin then went to Duncan and the Lairds and placed one about their necks. "Now prepare your clans. All those that are able to go south will go. Those that can not will be sent back to the Highlands to recover so they can fight another day."

The lairds all cheered and slapped each other on the back and went to do Dustins bidding. Eathan and Duncan remained. "Supplies, enough weapons and things we be needing." he told them. "Laire and some of the women and perhaps the men with medical training will come with us. They will be busy with keeping the men in fighting shape." he turned to Laire. You must gather what you can and pack them on horses. Wagons will be to slow for what we must be doing. Now lets go vist these English patients of yours."

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Laire sighed in relief to see that her husband seemed to accept that she had tended to the English. He seeemed to be lost in thought and she assumed that he was planning something or other but Laire let it go. She knew that it would be pointless in asking since they had to met with the men waiting outside.

She smiled and walked out of the tent blinking in the bright sun. She stood strong next to Dustin listening to his speech, it finally hitting her what was coming up they were going to another battle, in the English land. Laire’s face blached she was obviosly nervous about the upcoming battle she had nearly lost Dustin once. A risk of losing him again terrified her but she didn’t let it show she continued on standing next to him smiling and nodded with him.

Laire was happy when Eathan stepped forward for she knew that Dustin had plans to make him a captain. Laire gently squezzed her husbands arm as he fell silent. She could tell that he was overcome with emotions. When Dustin recoveed and started to hand on he medalions Laire stayed whee she was and watched a large smile upon her face.

When he came back to he Laire took him in her arms and kissed him gently. “Come this way my love” She led him over to her camp and into the tent where she held the English. There were close to 100 men in this tent many on cots the tent was arranged like all the others with simple herbs stored in trunks. The awake men tuned their heads as she entered a few were still sleeping off the pain. Some Laire wasn’t sure would still live but so far they were still breathing. A few of them were almost sitting in bed. Laire noticed those that were awake trembled at the sight of Dustin. Laire noticed and smiled “Oh do be still you will tear your stitches and then I will have to stitch them up again. Sir Dustin McCloud will do nothing to you. Laire left Dustin’s side then and begain changing some of the bandages she heard minor complaints but she hushed them quickly. “You let me tend to you or you die a very slow and painful death now shush up”

Laire nodded to Dustin giving him the go ahead to speak, but the look in her eyes was clear she would not be having him getting them too excited. “Now men this is my husband he would like to speak with you please listen with open ears and hearts, many of you would not be alive if it wasn’t for him allowing myself and my ladies to come along.” This wasn’t completely true but she said it anyways. Laire nodded once more to Dustin while she countinued working changing bandages. No stitches would be ready to be taken out till the next morning. She eyed them making a quick count, she could count a few that no way would be able to fight anytime soon, head injuies they couldn’t even remember their names never mind how to fight. But a few would fight, once more at least

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As Dustin entered the tent with the English wounded he looked around at them all. Any armor and weapons had been stripped from them and now probably belonged to one of the clans. Laire spoke to them and he could see the fear and uncertainty in their eyes and faces. They evidently knew who he was and what he could do to them. He could see some were able to walk and others that would need to be placed in wagons. He walked about the tent looking at them with a hard look as if he was makeing a decision.

He then stood in the center of the tent and spoke. "I am Dustin McCloud of the Clan McCloud." he turned his head and looked about him at the English men. "You are alive because my Wife here saw fit to help you and there fore you came under the protection of me and my clan. To me and my clan you therefore owe your lives." his voice was hard and to the point. "You and your king have dared to invade our country. I have every right to put you into slavery if I so want." He made sure everyone of them was understanding what he said. "However you do not have that to fear, for we are better then your English King. I will be sending you back to your England here shortly. But I want you to remember this. Your lives have been spared by my generousity. You are to return to your homes and never to take up arms against Scotland again. I want you to tell your families and neighbors of what has befallen you and tell them not to heed your kings call to arms against Scottland."

He walked over to Laire as he continued speaking. "You seen the numbers of clans on the battlefield. Twice that number now prepares it self in the highlands to march to join our king. More troops from the northren lowlands also are on the march. The clans under my command are savage warriors, brutal and you would not like them masecuring you families should you again take up arms against us." There were no additional highlanders or northern clans forming but he wanted them to think that and report that to the king. Also putting fear into them might actually make them think twice about returning with the english army.

"Now in a few hours you will be released and escorted to the boarder. Those of you that are able will help the others on your way back home." With that he took Laire by the arm and escorted her from the tent. By the time they would return to their homes, the highlanders would already be in England. Them being there and the fear of more coming would set the country ablaze with fear.

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Laire was shooting Dustin warning glances but it was clear that he was not getting them, she kept sweet though although she was fuming on the inside, in her mind these men did not need to be threatned or scared. She knew that Dustin was planning something and her speaking up could cause great damage so Laire kept silent but in her mind she was prepareing a nasty tounge lashing for him.

Laire Was pleased to hear Dustin reassure the men that they would be released to go back home, she didn’t care too much for his threats but figured it was needed to get his point across, but did he really have to use such harsh threats, she thought silently to herself.

Laire continued to work throughout his speech, changing bandages, checking for infections and fevers. One man seemed to have a bit of one so she mushed up some of he herbs placed it in a goblet of wine and held it to his lips and made him drink it all. She laid his head back on the cot and moved on to the next person.

As Dustin moved to her Laire didn’t even look up from changing the bandages. She still had a lot of work to do, she had to check on the other men, wash the bandages, she hadnt slept in two nights and she probably wouldn’t sleep tonight. She knew that if this was Dustin that couldn’t or wouldn’t sleep she would have slipped him more herbs. But it wasn’t him and she was too busy to sleep.

As he led her away she allowed him to do so until they were a ways from the tents she then broke from his grasped and whirled around to face him. “Dustin how could you talk to the injured men as such” Her temper was flaring but she was attempting to keep her voice down for there were sleeping injured men and the clans were milling around. But Laire was wringing her hands and pacing so it was clear that she was vastly displeased with him.

She looked up at him “I must go, I need to check on the men and wash the bandages” She attempted to walk back to the tents having a feeling that he was going to try and order her to bed, if that happened she would do what she had done the tent before and only fake going to sleep until her was sleeping then she would get up and and do her work then.

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Dustin could see in Laire's eyes here anger even before they got out of the tent. Once outside out of earshot of the English she laid into him on what he had said. "Aye I was hard and sounded cruel in there, but they will remember all I said because of it. They will think twice before joining the English King's army and might spread the word to others." he turned her to face him as she tried to return to the tent. "Ye know I am not a cruel man my love. I don't want to hurt inocent people. But we have to instill a fear in them so when we do go south, the people will not try and fight us and we have to hurt or kill them." he brought a hand up to her face caressing it.

"When we enter England I intend to move from village and town to village and town. We will take what supplies we can there but leave enough to keep the people fed and well off, but deny the English soldiers those needed supplies. I hope only to fight the soldiers that be about and not the people. Perhaps we might even be able to claim some land for Scotland while we be there." he could now see the tiredness in her eyes He figured since she had climbed back into bed with him that she had been up tending the wounded. "You my love need some sleep. I do not order it for I know you would not obey them, but for me, your husband I ask ye to get some. It would not do for you to colapse or to have your mind befulldled with lack of sleep that you mix the wrong potion and give it to someone. Have your ladies and the Father Marcus' men look after them. Remember you need to be traveling here soon and the same with those you be taking." he put his arms about her and drew her to him holding her tightly.

"Gather what you will be needing to take and choose your helpers and then get some rest."

As they stood there a couple of the lowland nobles, leaders of lowland clans approached them. "Dustin McCloud, We be Robert of the Bruce and Donald of the Amands. We ask your pardon for interupting ye at such a time, but we have come to ask if we may be joining you in your invasion of England. " he grinned from ear to ear, "We can not be letting you highlanders have all the fun now."

Now the king got word of the plans Dustin had in mind and sat back in his make shift throne in his tent. Invade England he thought, an impossible idea. Or was it? He had trouble keeping the clans from each other's thoats except for bringing them to fight a common enemy. To gather a force strong enough to invade Engaland was something that would take time and alot of planning and bargining. But Dustin McCloud had somehow gained the loyalty of a number of highland clans and indeed had a small army that could be formable force. They had proved themselves in battle already and he would not want to be one to go up against them. He even had a report of a couple of the lowland clans wanting to go with him. As King of Scotland he could not condone such an action but as a Scotsman he wished Dustin luck and was proud to know such a man.

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