The easy part was luring young Macintosh to her room, now came the really difficult part of the job.

-Very well princess, I am here, now would you mind telling me what I am here for? Does this mean ye have grown genuinely interested in me? Not that that would be a surprise-

Trying to ignore his arrogance and after assuring the door was locked and that none of her brothers were around she confronted him.

-Hold yer horses Macintosh, first ye must pass…a test-

He rose an eyebrow questioning –Test? Wot kind of test?-

Slowly undressing Merida answered –The only kind that matters-

Young Macintosh let out a small laugh at the surrealism of the situation. –Are ye serious Merida?-

She didn`t answer, simply continuing to get rid of her clothes. Now a bit more concerned Artair said –Ye know, yer father will kill us if he finds out-

-He will never know-

-I see, well…- He began to untie his belt and threw his kilt and boots away, showing his muscular, well-defined body. –I think the test has already ended-

Both walked to each other, completely naked –Wot do ye mean?-

-Well, I am just implying ye will be pleasantly surprised-

Her heart was thumping hard against her chest but there was no backing away now.

-Ye mean et´s not the first time ye do this?-

He smiled –Ye don´t think that flock of maidens follows me around everywhere just for my looks do ye?-

Merida tensed as he began playing with her body; his hands were rough, completely opposite from her mother´s.

He planted a passionate kiss on her lips and even bit her lower lip a bit, but she didn`t react, why was she doing this?

She lusted; she knew that; she also knew she couldn´t bear to touch herself but wasn´t this a bit of an exaggeration?

-Is something wrong? - He asked

Merida returned to reality –No, everything is fine, go on-

-As ye wish- he pushed her softly over the bed and slowly slid into her, Merida stifled a cry and raised her knees inviting him deeper.

He began to move inside her, their bodies rocked together at the same rhythm until Merida clenched tightly around him as she climaxed, then relaxed.

Artair pulled out, panting slightly but otherwise completely unfazed; the truth was he was proud, there was still a long way to go.

He flipped her over in a swift move, that´s when things went wrong.

When entering this way her mother had been gentle with her, he wasn´t even trying; Merida clawed at the mattress trying to get away but she was held firmly in place by the waist and breasts.

-S-stop, please- she begged through tearful eyes and pained gasps.

-Wot, ye don´t like it? - He asked stopping for a moment, she was relieved by this but it didn`t last long –I´m sure ye will, eventually- he stated before beginning again.

She shut her eyes tightly, but not seeing only made her more aware of the sickening sound of flesh hitting flesh.

He began to slam against her, faster, harder, Merida panted steading to the pace he had set until finally he stopped and with a final thrust she felt something warm coming out of him.

He pulled out, still in a lot of pain Merida turned around.

-Ye see Merida?-

-Wot? - She asked wiping the tears from her face.

-Ye liked it, all do-

-No- Merida stiffened.

-Yes ye did princess; there is no point in denying et-

-Get out- She ordered with a soft, dangerous voice.

Young Macintosh looked as though he had been slapped in the face-Wot?-

-GET…OUT!- She yelled, throwing a pillow at him –And never return-

He chuckled getting dressed again –As ye wish princess-

The hardest part was concealing the difficulty Merida had for walking for the next few days,but she managed to convince her parents that she had actually sprained an ankle and with her terrible experience forgotten and having learned from her mistakes she quickly came up with a new plan.

What she needed…was a girl.