《Twenty seven》 Skye

                                    

                                          
To be honest I didn't feel quite well to attend a wedding and I was still wobbly on my feets and getting both Eilidh and Arabella dressed was to exhausting, so I still stood with the clothing I wore for severale weeks now on the weddingside. Ofcourse it was washed, but it was still ripped and covered in blood.
Father Fogden started the ceremony with a lot of gibberish and even pointed the wrong person and managed to offend Fergus with his woodend hand.
Fergus thankfully took it kindly and the ceremony was quickly on board.
"Your name dear?" The priest looked at Arabella and she managed to rip her look from Fergus to the priest.
"Arabella Greer Fitzgibbonz Macdonald," She proudly pronouced and I smiled pridely at her. She had the same look in her eyes as her mother had 16 years ago while marrying Lachlan.
"Arabella," Father Fogden hummend. "Just like my goat." 
In the back somebody bursted out his drink and I blinked a few times with my eyes before turning to Jamie. "Told you he was crazy," 
Apperantly he kept rambeling on about his goat because Arabella shut him up and I heared the famous wedding vow.
"Will thou, Arabella Greer Fitzgibbonz Macdonald, have this man for thy wedded husband? To have and to hold," He looked up as if he was looking for words and I heared Eilidh giggle infront of me. "From this day forward.... forsaking all others..." 
"I will," Arabella quickly answered and Fogden turned to Fergus.
"And you have a name, too? And a cock?" Fogden asked. "I cannot marry you without it, it's not allowed." 
"Quie, Fergus," Fergus answered while he looked at the ground.
"In it's entirety, if you pleased," Fogden asked further and I saw Fergus starting to get nervous, he never had a last name.
"It's just Fergus," He answered again and I felt Jamie softly releasing me before he stepped forward.
"Fraser." He said loudly. "His name is Fergus Claudel Fraser," I felt proud rushing trough mine body as I heared that Jamie finally proclaimed Fergus as our son, I smiled weakly as I saw Fergus looking at us with tears in his eyes. 
"Well Fergus Claudel Fraser," Fergus proudly repeated after Jamie and I pulled Jamie back for support and at the same time pulling Eilidh near to watch mine oldest son get married.
"Wonderful." Fogden smiled and Fergus looked at us again. "Will thou, Fergus Claudel Fraser, have this woman for thy wedded wife?"
"I will," Fergus said and turned around towards Eilidh who gave him a ring.
The wedding was blessed and sealed with a kiss and I couldn't help but smile and kiss Jamie as I tought back of our wedding.
"And may God bless your union, as well." Fogden suddenly stood for us and made a cross with his thumd. "And your childerens union," he made a cross on Eilidh' head who frozed a bit and then on the level of mine womb. "May this one grow strong," 
Before we could thank him or say anything he walked away and I looked at Jamie who looked suprised at me back.
"Urr ye up th' duff?" he asked and I lifted mine good shoulder.
"I don't know," I confessed in honesty. "Mine periode should have been two weeks ago, but stayed out, I tought due to stress." I thought deeply, I did had sex with Jamie a few weeks before this period. "There is maybe a small change," I bit on mine lip. "I don't kn....." he shut me up by kissing me and then smiled brightly.
"Ilka wee chaynge is yin Skye," He whispered. "'n' a'm verra happy wi' that mó ghrádh,"