Colin stared out the window of the speeding automobile, watching the unfamiliar scenery whip by. “If there’s any who can figure out a way for us to get you home, Pol is definitely the one.” Mairi reached back from her spot in the front passenger seat to pat his knee. “Try no to worry yerself so, Cousin.” All that was important to him hung in the balance and his only hope was Pol? How could he not worry? Considering his inability to return to his own time, worry was all that was left to him. This Faerie ancestor they were to meet at the home of Mairi’s brother today was his last chance; this same Faerie ancestor who’d ignored him each and every time he’d gone to the Glen to plead for the ancient Prince’s assistance. The lives of Alasdair Maxwell and Simeon MacDowell, the two men who had grown to be as much brothers as friends to him, would forever be on his head were he unable to return. Their lives and the lives of the four thousand men he’d left behind in that field at Methven.
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