Within the castle, Isabelle shot out of her chair. "Did you hear that?" she gasped.
Nicolette stood slowly, pale. "I heard it."
Then the baby kicked in Isabelle's womb for the first time.
Henry sat up straight at the sound.
Longshanks took his last breath and his soul shot straight down to hell.
Robert the Bruce frowned as he raised his head. He had heard a sound that had floated across the breeze. He strained to hear it.
"FREEDOM!"
Robert shook his head and clenched his fist. "My God," he whispered. "What a brave heart."
Skye closed her eyes and pressed her forehead to her Father's.
The magistrate looked stunned. He stared at the man as a great sense of heavy guilt came over him. "End this." Then he turned and strode away.
Skye pressed her lips to his forehead. "You where truly a brave heart," she whispered.
"Your…promise…" William looked at her. "Remember."
"Aye, I'll not forget." Skye knelt beside him and took his hand. "I shan't leave you either." She bowed her head. "Our Father, who art in Heaven…"
The execution hesitated but then raised his ax.
"…On Earth as it is in Heaven. Give us this day our daily bread and forgive us our debts as we forgive those who come against us."
The ax fell and Skye didn't even move as she felt blood spatter all over her.
"And lead us not into temptation but deliver us from evil. For thine is the Kingdom, the power and the glory forever and forever. Amen."