***There's no sex in this part but the story will build towards it. * will mean internal thought***
Prelude
Isle of Skye, Scotland year 150 A.D.
"So...you wish to leave?" The Queen of the Sidhe cunning eyes roamed over the Chieftain and Lady Green.
The court fell silent, eager eyes waiting and watching. The Queen was known for being ruthless and it seemed tonight she had caught her prey.
"Yes," Lady Green answered firmly.
"Interesting," - the Queen leaned back and inspected her nails - "and what do I get out of it?"
"My Queen,"- the Lady Green came forward and kneeled before her - "I have served you well all these lifetimes. What would you have of me?"
"So if I asked for your first born child, would a love of a human than be worth it?"
Lady Green glanced at her human lover, her face drained of all color.
"Wait!" the Chieftain shouted.
The Queen raised her eyebrow in question waiting in the silence.
The Chieftain came forward and kneeled beside his Lady Green, "there are rumors of a new God being worshiped to the East. In time it will overcome these lan-"
"and the Fae will be forgotten," the Queen sighed heavily. Resting her chin on her hand, her gray eyes bored into them.
"My Queen, my men have gone East to fight in the wars to come back with riches. Instead, they saw blood, death and the power this God yields over those men!"
"So?"
"What I am proposing is," the Chieftain swallowed hard, "my tribe and I, our descendants will worship the Fae...for all eternity."
"Is that all?" A flash of humor crossed her face.
"Please My Queen, this pact we make doesn't come lightly. We are offering our unborn children to you. And we know nothing of the world they will inherit." The Chieftain voice was strained with urgency.
A man came forward whispering in the Queen's ear, the words lost in the gentle swell of Fae music.