Stephenie Meyer owns ALL things Twilight. I'm just lucky to have access to her toy box for circle time. William Shakespeare owns Romeo & Juliet, DUH.. Everything else is all me.

First of all thanks for getting here are trying to read this. This is my first story, so I appreciate feedback. Just please be kind. This fiction is not HISTORICALLY accurate. I did this on purpose. Historical research

takes along time. I wasn't ready for that kind of a commitment yet. I have no idea how long this is going to be. I am just following its lead. Without further ado…

"A glooming place this morning with it brings.

The sun for sorrow will not show his head.

Go hence, to have more talk of these sad things.

Some shall be pardoned, and some punished.

For never was there a story of more woe than this of Juliet and her Romeo."

Jacob lay fat on his back staring at the stone ceiling above him. His green and blue tartan stained crimson with blood. He didn't even notice the cold of the stone floor below him. His eyes were red and

swollen, but no more tears would fall. He thought of these last few months. He saw deep brown eyes and bright green ones haunting his thoughts. As he recalled all of the turmoil and tragedy that has

occurred, Jacob took a deep stuttered breath. Then he screamed at the top of his lungs "Father why have you cursed me!"

Scottish Highlands 1420

Connor Wallace returned home from his service to the King of England bride in tow. Bronwyn was part of his reward for his loyal service to the King. He was helping to quell rebellion in the lowlands. While

Bronwyn was a gift he had grown to love her very deeply in the short time that they had been married. They were returning to his family keep in the Highlands. He had not been home in two years and was

excited to return. Upon his arrival he found out that a lot had gone on in his absence. His twin brother Collin had also taken a wife as well. Lady Anna was a good women and would serve the people well

when her husband became Laird. Collin was the older of the two and heir. Connor had been back at the keep for 5 months when Bronwyn told him that she was pregnant. This news caused quite a stir of

excitement around the keep. The stir increases ten fold when three months later Collin announced that Lady Anna was also expecting. In February 1421 Bronwyn gave birth to a boy and they named him

Jacob Glenn Wallace. One stormy May night, Lady Anna started showing signs that it was time for the baby. As the men and Bronwyn paced in the great hall awaiting any news, Angus head of the watch

approached Collin. "Laird, we are under attack. Bandits from the south!" Collin responded "wake all the men and tell them to prepare for battle." Angus stated " Sir we are severly outnumbered with the

large hunting party that we sent out over night. Our exit is blocked to retrive them and I dunna think we'd be able to find them." Connor stated " I will fight along side of you Collin. We will just have to work

with the men that we have." Angus said "Laird I have a thought. Some of the Lassies have been trained by Lady Bronwyn and your brother. That would increase out numbers." Collin thought on this for a

moment. "Tell the Lassies to get their arms and prepare." All left the great hall to gather arms including Lady Bronwyn.

As the sun rose on the keep Connor Wallace sat at a table in the Great Hall with a cup of mead. One of the guards approached him. "Laird we need to make preparations for them. It is time sir." That battle

cost him some much. The Wallace clan still had their keep and lands. However Connor had lost his wife and his brother in that battle. As the battle ended and the bandits retreated, one of the scullery maids

came to let him know that Lady Anna had given birth to a boy, but the midwife said she would not live to see morning. Connor went to see her, but made excuses as to why Collin had not come yet. Anna

stated " my sons name is Edward Masen Wallace." Please make sure that you and Collin love and care for him as I would have. Connor did not have the heart to tell Anna that she would be following them

into heaven. As Anna breathed her last breathe, Connor made a silent vow to love Edward as much as Jacob. To raise him as if he were his own son. Also to always treat them as equals from that moment

on.

June 1438

" Come on Edward! We have to finish training!" Jacob was calling to him from across the court yard of the keep. Edward slid his journal inside his tartan and arose from the log he was sitting on. He had

been reading his entry from last night over again. He grabbed his broad sword and jogged across the court yard to train with Jacob.

As Edward and Jacob fought with each other, Edward asked Jacob a question. " Are you worried? How do we know this will all work?" Jacob grunted. "Ed it does not matter as tis what father wishes.

Besides I have a feeling that we will both be in love very soon." Edwards considered this. He did not like the fact that his father, Laird or not, had picked brides for he and his brother. He did not even give

them a say in whom they were. They still had yet to meet these Lassies and Edward was convinced that it just was not going to work. As they sat down to break from training and get a drink of water, Jacob

clapped Edward on the back. "Dunna worry brother. Tis will be a love match for us both. I can feel it." Just then the Laird approached. "Boys go bathe and change. Put on your best tartans. The clan

Bradenoch will be arriving soon and I dunna want Laird Bradenoch offended. Nor do I want you to offend Lady Isabella and Lady Jessica." The boys both responded with a "Yes sir" and made their way into

the keep to prepare for the forth coming feast.

A/N

Well here it is. I hope that you are intrigued enough to stick around for more. Please feel free to review and recommend if you are so compelled. Ill try to update again soon. This fic is obviously not cannon.

And it is leaning more towards tragedy it would seem. Just so you know! Thanks for reading!

MIKKAA