When, at Last, a Prophecy Comes to Pass….

"D id ye dance upon the green in the moonlight lass?" Peadair asked with a twinkle in his eyes.

Rhona was busy dressing, but she flashed him a smile that was full of joy. She was nearly bursting because she was so happy.

"The night we arrived here, it was cold and dark. I was a child and frightened. This is what my mother said to me…" Rhona reached out to take his hands in hers.

"This is a land of enchantment. We will dance beneath the moon and listen to the song of fairies. Our hearts will be brimming full of merriment. And before you know it, you will fall in love with a fine man here on the borderland."

Peadair threw his head back and laughed. When he lowered his chin, his eyes were sparkling. She wanted to remember that look, for it was her future there in his eyes. One she was eager to begin.

"Come lass, it's time to go home where I shall remain happily enchanted by ye forever."

Peadair clasped her hand and turned so that he was facing north. He began to walk, and Rhona followed him without looking back.

Do you see me, Mother? I shall be so very happy…so you do not need to worry.

The End