During the harvest feast, during the week of the Samhain, Fey was sitting with Conn at dinner with Beli, Donal, Niamh and Gael. After they settled down and spoke of family business, Gael and Niamh began to watch Fey, the older women began to whisper among themselves that Fey appeared slightly different, a certain… Something.
Fey wore a constant subtle smile for no clear reason, but the older women suspected the truth of it all. They also knew that the men were oblivious to the young wife’s movements and attitude.
At the end of dinner, Fey looked at Conn in an odd way as if she had something on her mind to say and took his hand in hers.
Drawing a breath, the young wife spoke. “Conn, I wanted to say this in front of everyone.”
Before Conn asked his question of what she was talking…
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