"Forever Trapped in You".
A Fantasy story by MacsLovlyAngl
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The year 1181.
He was a Scottish Warrior. Born and bred in Scotland. His clan and family battled for their land everday. That is until that one evil night the warrior was cursed by a witch and locked within his holding.
"Laird Mac come quick. It seems that the English have begun their battle again. We need your help."
As the Laird dressed he noticed the room fog when out from the mirror came an evil looking hag.
"Who are you? Why do you invade my holding?"
"Who am I? I am your worst nightmare Laird Mac. It is I who shall curse you for years to remain in this house. Never will you be free again."
"Surely you gest. I do not believe in such things. Leave now before I have you removed."
"Heath my words Laird Mac Taylor. From this day forth until true love comes, you will remain locked within these walls. I curse you in the name of Merlin."
Disappearing back into the mirror Mac laughed.
"Such nonsense."
Grabbing his sword the Warrior headed out the door. But as he tried to open it it would not release.
"This cannot be true. What have I done to deserve such a curse?"
Hearing the evil witch laugh within the mirror Laird Mac knew there would be no escape from the hell he was trapped in.
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The Year 2008
"Stella. Are you ready to go? Do you want to miss your flight?"
"No Sir. I am coming."
Heading down the stairs with excitement Stella knew this was the moment she had waited for. Now 30 years of age, Stella was chosen out of 250 other Ancient History students to go to Scotland and appraise artifacts from Laird Mac Taylor's holding.
"Finally. It's about time my lady. Now let's get you to the Airport."
As they drove Stella asked..."is it true Sir that Laird Mac Taylor was cursed for years to remain trapped in his home until true love released him?"
"It is Stella. He was cursed by a witch. You see Laird Mac fell in love with the witches daughter. But he decided to marry another making the witch very angry. It is said that she arrived through a mirror in the Lairds home cursing him."
"Oh...he was a handsom one wasn't he?"
"That he was Stella. You never know. You may be his true love", he laughed.
"Very funny Sir. I'll be sure to release him when I arrive."
"Here we are Stella. You have a safe trip and keep in contact."
"I will Sir. I promise."
"Very good. When you arrive in the Highlands you will be greeted by Charles Gibson. He will take you to Laird Mac's home in the Highlands. There you will price artifacts and send the pictures along with the prices to me to put out on the internet for sale."
"Just one question Sir. Why are we selling off his holding?"
"We are selling the items because we were asked to by his family. They feel the house is cursed and they cannot get anyone to live in it. They have no money left. Therefore they have to sell off what is left of the holding."
"Oh...that is so sad. Can you imagine if the Laird is in the home, how he must feel having to watch everything being sold out from under him."
"Tis a sad Story Stella. But not for you to question. You just do your job and come home. Understood?"
"Yes Sir. I understand."
Exiting the car. Stella entered the Airport and boarded her flight.
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The Highlands
As Stella exited her flight. She was greeted by Sir Charles Gibson.
"You must be Lady Stella. Welcome to the Highlands."
"I am. And thank you for having me."
"Of course. If you will come with me I will take you to the holding."
"Thank you. I'm very excited to get started."
"Have you been told of the curse?"
"I have Charles. But I have no fear of being haunted. Do not worry about that."
"I'm sure you don't Lady Stella. But there is one other thing you need to know. Some say that Laird Mac haunts the ladies in their dreams. That he comes to them at night. Loving them passionately. Draining them of their fears until all that is left is love."
"But I don't understand. I was told once he found true love he'd be free."
"As he will be if the curse holds true. But as it stands he has not met his true love yet. For he still haunts the holding."
"I can honestly tell you Charles. No curse is going to scare me. Do you know why?"
"No. Why Stella?"
"Cause I don't believe in curses. There is no such thing as witches, or curses."
"We shall see Stella. You will have access to a phone. But there will be no one around you. For Laird Mac's holding is the only one that still stands. Everything else is land. Land that no one has dared to build on."
"I understand Charles. This is another reason I was happy to be here. I love being alone."
"Well then my dear. That you will be. I can guarantee that."
As they arrived at the holding. Stella looked around in awe.
"How can a holding so old. Look so beautiful and well kept?"
"There is a grounds keeper that comes twice a week. Other then that. You will be alone. The kitchen and freezers are well stocked. If there is any type of emergency just call and we will get to you as soon as we can."
"Thank you. I will be fine."
"Very well then. I shall see you in a week to see how you are making out."
"Okay. Thank you again Charles. Good bye for now."
"Good bye Lady Stella."
Driving away Stella looked up towards the window and swore she seen a man.
"Nah. Come on Stella. It was just a shadow", she told herself.
End Chapter.