For the Honour Of My Clan

"You...would have wanted that?" Sheamus asked in disbelief.

"I thought you were cute from that day on I just...I never saw you again. I knew you must have taken lovers..." Nolee looked away.

"Oh...I did. Once. Though it didn't mean ter me what it did to the girl..." Sheamus mumbled, frowning.

"Anyone I know?" Nolee asked softly.

Sheamus shook his head. "I don't know, maybe..." He said, not even remembering the girl's name.

Nolee frowned, "It was just a simple harlot wasn't it?"

Sheamus slowly turned away, looking ashamed of himself.

"All men pleasure themselves with one at some point in time. Even my brother has consorted with harlots," frowned Nolee. "The only time it bothers me is when the man is wed...or takes a victory of war so he can prove his dominence to others..."

"I would never do it if I were wed. Like I said, it's the only time I've done it. I felt...I still feel guilty..." Sheamus said softly.

"The harlots are in this world for men to ravish them," Nolee shrugged. "It is their duty to the world."

"I was brought up to know better though. I shouldn't have done it." Sheamus said, looking over his shoulder at her.

"Sheamus...I was taught at a young age by my mother that a womans places is besides and beneath a man. You are a man..." Nolee took his face in her hands again. "You are a brave warrior who can do whatever he wishes with whomever he wishes. Yet you are kind and sweet. I am lucky to wed a man like you."

Sheamus stared at her, his blue eyes wide as he listened, smiling at her kind words. He slowly reached out, gently putting a hand on her face.

Nolee hesitated before leaning in to capture his lips with her own.

Sheamus hesitated at first, not expecting the kiss, but gladly kissed her back.

Nolee's arms wrapped around him and she laid her head on his chest, "When are we to be wed?"

Smiling again, Sheamus hugged her close. "Depends on when yeh want too..."

"It is up to the man," Nolee smiled sweetly.

"Not always." Sheamus pointed out, gently running a hand through her hair.

"Well it is this time," Nolee smiled softly.

Sheamus sighed, giving in. "Ok, ok...Well do yeh have any suggestions to help me choose?" He asked, smiling.

"If you want to invite guests, the winter months would not be a good time to invite people. I think that a better time would be the spring months, which should be here in a few weeks time."

Sheamus nodded. "It's probably better we don't ask them to come through the snow." He agreed.

"It makes things harder to..." she paused when she heard what sounded to be the whimpering of an animal. She got up, hitching the bottom of her skirt up so she could run. She finally found a tiny wolf, just a baby, sitting on all fours on the ground in the snow. It appeared to be abandoned and she crouched near it. "It's alright little one. I'm not going to hurt you." she softly said.

Sheamus watched her curiously, not sure what she was doing at first. When he saw Nolee crouching, he slowly got up to see what see what it was.