Disclaimer and AN: Don't own em other than Becky. In this chapter, Gaelic is used again. 'leithscéal mé' = 'excuse me?'. Remember to R&R. Thanks!!
Kane's boot heal tattooed the ground he walked on as he stomped his way through the stone hallways of the castle. When he reached the kitchen door, passing the cowering cooks and servants, he ducked through the door and quickly sprinted across the yard to where the healing house was located. Once again he had to duck to enter the house and was immediately greeted by a kind looking old midwife.
"Greetings Captain Kane. What can I do for you on this fine morning?" Her voice was somehow soothing to Kane, maybe it was the slight Irish accent she held reminded him of Becky.
"The girl I brought in not but a moment ago, how is she?" The concern was evident in his voice but the look upon his face was as cold and hard as ice.
"Aye yes, the young Irish girl Becky. Yes she is doin fine, but that ankle of hers will take some time to heal. So make sure she does no walking for quite some time." Kane nodded his head in agreement then asked,
"May I see her?" The midwife smiled kindly and lead him deeper into the wooden house. After passing many doors she finally stopped at one that was at the end of the hall, she gently pushed the door open and allowed Kane to walk in first. Becky was lying on a pile of hay, the only thing Taker would allow in the healing house, and looking out the small window that was located at the top of the wall. The healing house looked more like a prison than a place for the sick to mend. Becky drew her attention to Kane and smiled. He was glad that she was ok, but the nagging questions in his mind would not let him be. 'Did she despise him so much that she willingly left with the slave, or was she really captured?' That was the main question that riddled his already troubled mind.
"Thank you, you are dismissed." He ordered to the midwife. She smiled at them both then closed the door with a squeak leaving the two alone.
"I am very please to see ye Kane." Becky happily said, sadly Kane did not return her happieness.
"Why did you leave?" He sternly asked. Becky frowned and replied,
"Because that girl took me."
"There is no need to lie to me, if you didn't want to stay with me in the first place you should have said so."
"leithscéal mé?" Becky's voice raised a bit. "At first I didn't want to go with ye, but in the end it was my choice to go with ye and so far I have enjoyed it! But the other day that girl kidnapped me, I did NOT willingly go with her." Becky was screaming at Kane now.
"What a temper you have, maybe a few more days in here will calm you down." Kane turned to leave but Becky yelled after him.
"NO! You cannot leave me here, the air is to close in here, I can barely breath. You promised me that as long as I was with you I would have anythin my heart wanted, well I want to be out in the sunshine, if not that then at least out of here and into a room inside Lord Taker's estate!" Kane huffed.
"You abandon me, why should I keep my word when you did not keep yours!?"
"I did keep my word and I am not lyin! If ye don't believe me ask the slave girl, she will tell you the truth." Kane tilted his head to the side and looked into Becky's dark brown eyes that were so full of emotion it was hard for him to look away.
"Out of respect, I will see what the slave girl says, but you will stay here for the time being. If the girl says you are lying I want you gone!" Kane clicked his heals together then exited the room, leaving a crying Becky in his wake.
Once again he found himself walking down the halls of the castle, this time to a place he absolutely despised, the harem room. He opened the old wooden door and the smell of body oil and sex lingered in the air. As soon as he stepped in the threshold he was greeted by a blonde woman scantly dressed in red. She was Taker's main mistress named Sara.
"Ah Captain Kane, we have not seen you in such a long time!" She cooed as she ran her hands over Kane's large pectoral muscles. Grabbing her wandering hands Kane placed them at her side and sternly said,
"I have no time for this, where is the girl that Lord Taker sent here recently, the one with brown hair, used to work in the kitchen?" A sour look came across Sara's features at the mention of the girl.
"Oh, Lord Taker took her to his room a while ago, but now she is in the dungeon. Can you believe that whelp actually denied Lord Taker? I mean..." Sara would have gone on all day if Kane hadn't stopped her chattering.
"Thank you Sara, that will be all." Before she could answer he turned and quickly made a hasty exit. The harem room was not a place Kane liked to visit very often. Not wanting to waste anymore time he stomped his way to the dungeon, the increasing sound of screams let Kane knew he was close to his destination. Throwing open the door bared door he looked around the small room. It smelled of death and decay and made Kane remember all the battles he was in, how the earth would smell the same way whenever he left. He was brought back to reality when he remembered why he was actually there. He looked around the room that consisted of many doors, in between each door was a set of chains that were connected to the wall. Kane saw a small, fragile looking arm sticking out from one of the doors picking at the lock. Kane knew instantly that this was the girl he was looking for. He slowly crept up on the girl and grabbed her arm.
"Let go of me you bastard!!!!" She cried as Kane roughly pulled her to the door, glaring at her through the bars.
"Did you take Becky by her own will or did you kidnap her?" Kane asked not wanting to beat around the bush. Stephanie just glared at the man who obviously was bigger and stronger than her. But she didn't care, if they were going to kill her then she wasn't going down without a fight.
"Why should I tell you a thing?" She snipped still struggling to free her wrist.
"I will not ask you again wench, did you take her?" Steph glared at Kane again and spit on his masked face.
"I will tell you nothing, whip me, kill me for all I care! There are worse fates than death!!!" She cried. Kane could tell she was a very strong willed and emotional person. Holding in his raging temper Kane used his catlike reflexes to grab Stephanie's chin, his vice like grip not faltering when she tried to jerk away.
"I implore you, please tell me the truth." He almost begged. Stephanie had no choice but to look into Kane's strange eyes. The sadness in his eyes almost looked like a reflection of her own. She also came to the realization that he was theoretically begging her to tell him about the incident between her and Becky, and that was something she figured he never did. For one of the first times in her life, she let her wall down.
"All right. Yes, I did take her against her will. If you look by her throat you can see where my blade cut into her skin." She finally drew her eyes away from Kane's, the fight gone out of her.
"Thank you." He simply said and ran out of the gloomy dungeon. Steph sighed and went back to trying to pick at the lock, thankful that he had forgotten about the pick for now.
With lightning fast speed Kane ran to the healing house. How could he doubt Becky like that? He had some serious trust issues to work out. He should have known Becky was not the type to lie to him or deceive him. He ignored the midwife and ran directly to Becky's room, throwing open the door he ran to her bedside and knelt next to her.
"Forgive me my lady. Forgive me for not trusting you." Becky looked at him and smiled, petting his brown hair.
"There was nothin to forgive Kane. I just hope you will be able to trust me now." Kane looked into her eyes and said,
"Believe me when I say mi hermeso, that I will not doubt you again." Becky petted Kane's cheek then lighted the mood by saying,
"May I get out of this dreary healing house?" Kane laughed, the gesture touching Becky deep within her soul.
"Of course Mi hermeso." Kane bent his knees and gently took her in his arms, her hands instantly linked behind Kane's thick neck. He smiled at her and then turned to leave the room, taking her back to his room in the castle.
Kane's boot heal tattooed the ground he walked on as he stomped his way through the stone hallways of the castle. When he reached the kitchen door, passing the cowering cooks and servants, he ducked through the door and quickly sprinted across the yard to where the healing house was located. Once again he had to duck to enter the house and was immediately greeted by a kind looking old midwife.
"Greetings Captain Kane. What can I do for you on this fine morning?" Her voice was somehow soothing to Kane, maybe it was the slight Irish accent she held reminded him of Becky.
"The girl I brought in not but a moment ago, how is she?" The concern was evident in his voice but the look upon his face was as cold and hard as ice.
"Aye yes, the young Irish girl Becky. Yes she is doin fine, but that ankle of hers will take some time to heal. So make sure she does no walking for quite some time." Kane nodded his head in agreement then asked,
"May I see her?" The midwife smiled kindly and lead him deeper into the wooden house. After passing many doors she finally stopped at one that was at the end of the hall, she gently pushed the door open and allowed Kane to walk in first. Becky was lying on a pile of hay, the only thing Taker would allow in the healing house, and looking out the small window that was located at the top of the wall. The healing house looked more like a prison than a place for the sick to mend. Becky drew her attention to Kane and smiled. He was glad that she was ok, but the nagging questions in his mind would not let him be. 'Did she despise him so much that she willingly left with the slave, or was she really captured?' That was the main question that riddled his already troubled mind.
"Thank you, you are dismissed." He ordered to the midwife. She smiled at them both then closed the door with a squeak leaving the two alone.
"I am very please to see ye Kane." Becky happily said, sadly Kane did not return her happieness.
"Why did you leave?" He sternly asked. Becky frowned and replied,
"Because that girl took me."
"There is no need to lie to me, if you didn't want to stay with me in the first place you should have said so."
"leithscéal mé?" Becky's voice raised a bit. "At first I didn't want to go with ye, but in the end it was my choice to go with ye and so far I have enjoyed it! But the other day that girl kidnapped me, I did NOT willingly go with her." Becky was screaming at Kane now.
"What a temper you have, maybe a few more days in here will calm you down." Kane turned to leave but Becky yelled after him.
"NO! You cannot leave me here, the air is to close in here, I can barely breath. You promised me that as long as I was with you I would have anythin my heart wanted, well I want to be out in the sunshine, if not that then at least out of here and into a room inside Lord Taker's estate!" Kane huffed.
"You abandon me, why should I keep my word when you did not keep yours!?"
"I did keep my word and I am not lyin! If ye don't believe me ask the slave girl, she will tell you the truth." Kane tilted his head to the side and looked into Becky's dark brown eyes that were so full of emotion it was hard for him to look away.
"Out of respect, I will see what the slave girl says, but you will stay here for the time being. If the girl says you are lying I want you gone!" Kane clicked his heals together then exited the room, leaving a crying Becky in his wake.
Once again he found himself walking down the halls of the castle, this time to a place he absolutely despised, the harem room. He opened the old wooden door and the smell of body oil and sex lingered in the air. As soon as he stepped in the threshold he was greeted by a blonde woman scantly dressed in red. She was Taker's main mistress named Sara.
"Ah Captain Kane, we have not seen you in such a long time!" She cooed as she ran her hands over Kane's large pectoral muscles. Grabbing her wandering hands Kane placed them at her side and sternly said,
"I have no time for this, where is the girl that Lord Taker sent here recently, the one with brown hair, used to work in the kitchen?" A sour look came across Sara's features at the mention of the girl.
"Oh, Lord Taker took her to his room a while ago, but now she is in the dungeon. Can you believe that whelp actually denied Lord Taker? I mean..." Sara would have gone on all day if Kane hadn't stopped her chattering.
"Thank you Sara, that will be all." Before she could answer he turned and quickly made a hasty exit. The harem room was not a place Kane liked to visit very often. Not wanting to waste anymore time he stomped his way to the dungeon, the increasing sound of screams let Kane knew he was close to his destination. Throwing open the door bared door he looked around the small room. It smelled of death and decay and made Kane remember all the battles he was in, how the earth would smell the same way whenever he left. He was brought back to reality when he remembered why he was actually there. He looked around the room that consisted of many doors, in between each door was a set of chains that were connected to the wall. Kane saw a small, fragile looking arm sticking out from one of the doors picking at the lock. Kane knew instantly that this was the girl he was looking for. He slowly crept up on the girl and grabbed her arm.
"Let go of me you bastard!!!!" She cried as Kane roughly pulled her to the door, glaring at her through the bars.
"Did you take Becky by her own will or did you kidnap her?" Kane asked not wanting to beat around the bush. Stephanie just glared at the man who obviously was bigger and stronger than her. But she didn't care, if they were going to kill her then she wasn't going down without a fight.
"Why should I tell you a thing?" She snipped still struggling to free her wrist.
"I will not ask you again wench, did you take her?" Steph glared at Kane again and spit on his masked face.
"I will tell you nothing, whip me, kill me for all I care! There are worse fates than death!!!" She cried. Kane could tell she was a very strong willed and emotional person. Holding in his raging temper Kane used his catlike reflexes to grab Stephanie's chin, his vice like grip not faltering when she tried to jerk away.
"I implore you, please tell me the truth." He almost begged. Stephanie had no choice but to look into Kane's strange eyes. The sadness in his eyes almost looked like a reflection of her own. She also came to the realization that he was theoretically begging her to tell him about the incident between her and Becky, and that was something she figured he never did. For one of the first times in her life, she let her wall down.
"All right. Yes, I did take her against her will. If you look by her throat you can see where my blade cut into her skin." She finally drew her eyes away from Kane's, the fight gone out of her.
"Thank you." He simply said and ran out of the gloomy dungeon. Steph sighed and went back to trying to pick at the lock, thankful that he had forgotten about the pick for now.
With lightning fast speed Kane ran to the healing house. How could he doubt Becky like that? He had some serious trust issues to work out. He should have known Becky was not the type to lie to him or deceive him. He ignored the midwife and ran directly to Becky's room, throwing open the door he ran to her bedside and knelt next to her.
"Forgive me my lady. Forgive me for not trusting you." Becky looked at him and smiled, petting his brown hair.
"There was nothin to forgive Kane. I just hope you will be able to trust me now." Kane looked into her eyes and said,
"Believe me when I say mi hermeso, that I will not doubt you again." Becky petted Kane's cheek then lighted the mood by saying,
"May I get out of this dreary healing house?" Kane laughed, the gesture touching Becky deep within her soul.
"Of course Mi hermeso." Kane bent his knees and gently took her in his arms, her hands instantly linked behind Kane's thick neck. He smiled at her and then turned to leave the room, taking her back to his room in the castle.