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Flynn leaned in, making sure Myles did not break eye contact even for a second as he whispered in a very low voice, “Dinnae make me come back here, Myles. And I mean it. If I have to come back here to ask ye to return my lands to me, I will make sure yer entire clan is destroyed and dusted into the ground. It will only take me one single day. Remember that.”
Myles felt the hair on his spine rise in fear of Flynn’s threat, especially since he knew the MacKie clan was quite capable of following through with it. It would not be difficult for Flynn to swallow the Gallagher clan as a whole on his own, and his weakness along with the weakness of his clan angered Myles immensely.
The one reason he had captured those villages was to gain more territory for his clan and to eventually build them up to become a stronger clan that was as powerful as the others. But now, it seemed impossible.
“I think we should go, Flynn,” Murray suggested when Myles did not respond.
Flynn straightened back up, turned to look at Murray, and nodded, indicating his agreement. Myles breathed a sigh of relief and stood up. He needed the two of them to be out of here so he could finally think. He needed to think of a way to escape this situation.
As he watched Flynn and Murray leave together, he knew that there was no way the two clans would be at war again, since the King himself had arranged the ceasefire. Which meant he would need to think of something far bigger than profiting from the misery of others.
He would need to think of a clever plan to bring both Murray and Flynn to their knees in front of him. His blood was boiling at the treatment he had been subjected to by these two inside his very own castle, and he knew he needed revenge. He needed to keep those villages and think of something, anything, that would remind these two great lairds that eventheycould be pushed down to the ground like they were used to pushing down others.
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Myles threw open the large metal doors of the dungeons, which were located at the far left wing of his castle. These dungeons were visited by no one but himself and a few of his trusted servants. He could not allow just anyone in there because these walls hid a secret, which, if it came out, would destroy everything he had worked towards. It would destroy the very hard work he had put in to make things better for the Gallagher clan, and he could not afford that.
He could not afford for all of his efforts, which had stretched over the last ten years and longer, to go to waste just like that. He knew better than that and was smart enough to make sure things worked. He walked inside the horridly cold and almost empty dungeon until he reached the far end of it, where just one prisoner was held.
Myles’s eyes went to the familiar blonde hair that he had been staring at for the past ten years now. When he had first brought the prisoner in, his hair had been short, styled in a buzz cut, but now, the hair had grown longer with time and was tied loosely in a ponytail.
Myles smiled as he looked at Aiden Wright, his prisoner for the last ten years. “Aiden,” he called out, making sure to keep his tone soft as he addressed the young man.
When Aiden had first been kidnapped by Myles, he had only been a boy and had been scared of him. Now, after ten years, he was no longer scared.
He had hardened into a young man with immense power who knew that the crime he had been punished for was unfair. He knew Myles had snatched away the past ten years of his life, and it had turned him into a both depressed and unforgiving man, so he had stopped even being scared of death for a very long time.
Every time Myles had tortured him, he had only asked for more. Eventually, Myles had stopped resorting to such methods. He knew it was all pointless, since life no longer meant much to Aiden. The young man had lost hope, and it showed starkly in his eyes.
“What do ye want now? Are ye finally ready to kill me?” Aiden asked, staring at Myles coldly. He was sitting in one corner of his cell, not even bothering to stand up.
“Nay, I am nae here to kill ye. I just met yer father,” Myles said, hoping for a reaction from Aiden at this news.
Aiden never reacted to anything Myles told him, but this news garnered Laird Gallagher a reaction indeed. It was small, very faint. Aiden had simply looked up to stare at him, a small gleam in his eyes which had faded almost immediately.
“So?”
“He was quite angry with me and came with Flynn to ask me to do something,” Myles elaborated, not knowing why he had come to Aiden to relay the tale. It was not as if Aiden could do anything regarding the matter.
“And why are ye tellin’ it to me?”
Myles was asking himself the same question but decided to ignore it and went forth with the tale.
“Ye see, there was a reason I kidnapped ye all those years ago,” Myles began, knowing that Aiden already knew these things for the most part but never in detail. “I wanted to start a fight between the two major clans in Scotland so I could gain their lands while they were involved in battle. That was why I kidnapped ye and blamed it on the MacKie clan.”
“I already ken that, Myles. If ye dinnae have somethin’ new to say to me, get out. I was trying to sleep,” Aiden replied rudely.
Myles laughed. He knew if he decided to continue telling the story, Aiden would have no choice but to hear it anyway.
“As ye ken, the fight between the two clans has now ended since the King arranged a ceasefire, and yer sister is now betrothed to Flynn,” Myles said, waiting for a reaction from Aiden once again.
This was the first time Myles had mentioned Astrid in front of Aiden.
“Astrid?” Aiden asked, finally looking up for more than two seconds.
“Aye, aye, the darling, beautiful Astrid. She is now engaged to Flynn by the King’s orders, and the ceasefire has been arranged,” Myles replied, but Aiden remained adamantly silent and continued looking down at the floor. “Unfortunately, this ceasefire brought the attention of both Murray and Flynn back to their lands, and now, they ken I have captured their villages and want them back.”
“It had to happen sooner or later. They are nae dumb men and willnae keep falling for yer tricks constantly. Ye can do better, Myles,” Aiden scoffed as if laughing at him.
