"My, my, what have we got here?" she heard a deep male voice saying behind her head.
Embarrassed, flustered and red-faced, Ailene pushed down her skirts before turning to the voice
"Don't cover yourself up, lassie, we were both enjoying the view," said another voice, even gruffer than the first and standing to the right of the first man.
"Who are you and what do you want?" She asked.
"We're just a couple of lonely men who haven't been with a woman for a while, and you look like you're a little lonely yourself, lassie," the first man replied.

Owned by three men who might be her step-brothers, she starts her journey just after marrying her Scottish husband. The story contains s*xual abuse and is prohibited for a younger audience.
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OWNED

Màiri's family arrived around 1:30, the priest a half hour later. Ailene sent Muiríol to waken Teárlag after the priest arrived. Muiríol found Teárlag sitting in a chair by the ashes of the cold fireplace.
"Lady Ailene said the funeral's to start soon. Sent me to fetch you."
"Thank you, Muiríol. I...

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