madly. “But I think I can help you.”
“Is that so?” Abi asked the clearly deranged woman.
“I would think so.” The woman said.
“And how do you propose on helping me?” Abi asked her curiously.
“I think I can save you from marrying the wrong man.” The old woman cooed.
“What do you know of my marriage?” Abi asked her suspiciously. The news of her quickly impending marriage hadn’t been announced yet, so there was no reason for the woman to know about it.
“I know about a lot of things.” The woman said mysteriously. “For instance I know you’re only getting married to protect your clan.” She said as an example.
“So, you were listening to my conversation earlier?” Abi said as her temper flared.
“Not at all. Like I said, I know things.” The woman said with a small smile.
Abi frowned at her, but she didn’t walk away. There was something about the woman that was intriguing to her and she wanted to know what that was. “What advice do you have then?” She asked her a little impatiently.
“I have no advice girl.” The woman said quickly. “I only have a story to tell you.” She said with a smile and then she sat down on the stone beside Abi and looked into the fire. “There is a legend around here of a great warrior who had led his clan to many victories without ever losing a man to death’s icy grip. He was feared in many lands and because of this, his clan rested in safety for many years before finally someone decided to upset the balance.
His clan went to war, but this time it was different. The night before the war, the warrior found out that his wife had been leading a secret life. She had been feeding information to those that wanted to invade their clan, so that her life would be spared when they did. The warrior was heartbroken by her betrayal. He went into the war the next day, but he had been defeated before his foot touched the soil of the battle ground. He watched all his men die and when finally someone swung a sword at him, he did nothing to stop it.” The woman took a breath.
“So, he died?” Abi asked her with surprise because that wasn’t where she thought the story was going.
“Not exactly.” The woman said with a twinkle in her eyes. “It was said that when the sword struck him, he turned into stone. That’s because his heart had been so broken he was no longer a man and therefore impossible to kill.” She said with a warm smile.
“And how does that help me?” Abi asked her with a small frown because she couldn’t understand what the woman was trying to tell her.
“Well, they say that if a woman goes to his statue and is true with her intentions to protect, then he will wake up from his long stone sleep.” The woman said.
“So, I’m meant to assume this legend is real and that some great warrior is waiting to be awoken somewhere out there in the highlands?” Abi asked with a look of disbelief across her face.
“Well, what other choice do you have lassie?” The old woman asked her. “You can either believe or you can marry a man you do not love. What will it be?”
“And how do you suppose I’d even find the statue?” Abi asked humoring her.
“I think that if you go out looking, then it will find you.” The woman said croakily.
Abi watched as the woman slowly stood up and then started to walk away. “Is that it?” Abi called out into the darkness after her.
“I’m sure it is.” The woman called back, but she didn’t stop walking.
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Abi walked back to her tent in silence. She could still hear the woman’s voice, though, playing through her thoughts as she pulled back the door and walked into her space. Could she have been telling the truth? Could such a warrior exist and was there any way of finding him, before it was too late and she had to marry the man who was nothing more than a stranger to her?
She looked around the tent, as she tried to formulate an idea. The woman had said that the statue would find