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But no one called out teasing words. For that reason he did not squirm free when his mother kissed his forehead and clung to him a moment more before Deargh gently pried him away and led him toward the threshold, her tears still wet on his cheek. His brothers, after being kissed and cried over as well, followed him, nudged along by three more men who remained close behind. Thu— As they moved toward the center of the stronghold, stone walls silenced the sound. With his brothers following close behind, Niall followed Deargh from the room and down the stairs, into the great hall that was crowded with clanspeople, around corners, through a heavy door, and down empty, narrower stairs into the shadows below the castle where he had never been allowed to explore.
The air was colder here and he shivered, his nostrils filled with the scent of damp and earth.
He glimpsed the dark cavern of a dungeon and a storeroom crowded with barrels, heaps of root vegetables and rows of earthenware crocks. Perhaps … perhaps he had misunderstood and they would wait here until his father summoned them, when all was safe … hopefully, yes—hopefully tomorrow morning.
However Deargh searched the floor, kicking aside dirt and small stones and rushes to reveal a narrow indention, which he grasped and pulled, revealing a wooden panel that had been obscured and beneath it, a black hole of nothingness, the edge of which he sat upon.
He looked at Niall. Niall did follow. They all did, only to be committed to true darkness when the last warrior did not join them, but instead, dropped the panel back into place.
From above there came the sound of stones and dirt being returned into place so as to conceal their path of flight.
He was truly leaving his home.
His mother and father. Yet he too was afraid, so how could he tell the little boy not to be? But only the faintest light, for they emerged just outside the castle through a concealed portal much like the first, onto a stony, uneven piece of ground enshrouded by mist.
If his bearings were correct, they stood outside the northern wall. Deargh raised his hand and pressed a finger to his lips.
Niall tensed, listening, and held tight to Cull. Thunk, thunk, thunk. The sound reverberated in the night, but duller and quieter on this side of the stone walls.
Niall closed his eyes, and adjusted his grip on his sword, prepared to kill to protect his brothers if need be. Suddenly a fervent clamor arose, voices shouting. The sound could only mean one thing. His father had emerged from the castle. The laird of Kincaid had made good on his intention to surrender. Niall felt dizzied and sick. A rush of footsteps sounded nearby, leather crunching on stone.
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An Caisteal Niaul … the castle in the clouds. His father had said he would return home soon, so why did this feel like good-bye? His brothers crowded close to his side. It is time for you to be men now, not boys.
You must make your laird and lady mother proud. Do you understand? Now, he just wanted to be a boy, returned to his home. To his family. But they were all in danger now, and he must set an example for his brothers.
His brothers followed in silence. They walked for what seemed an age, venturing deeper and deeper into the forest, over stones and fallen, lichen-covered trunks. The air grew colder, and Niall drew his woolen plaid closer around his arms and shoulders, and helped Cull do the same as well, while Faelan scowled and refused any brotherly care. At last, Deargh signaled that they should stop.
In the darkness, Niall perceived a half wall of stones, the remnants of an ancient structure. Niall, however, could stand no longer.
How his legs ached, and his lungs burned. He slid down, his back against the wall. Cull slumped next to him, and within a few moments snored softly against his shoulder. On the other side, Faelan held himself apart, but over time inched closer until at last Niall grabbed the sleeve of his tunic and pulled him under his arm.