Gale

It’s that time of year for the Highland Games. As tradition, each heir to the provinces of Scotland are to compete for the place of Grand Laird. The person who is to lead the clans for the next year will have to compete and win first place, but that’s not all it comes with. The winner would be given first pick of the years bred horses, livestock pen, and a personal servant from within the group provided. Ordinarily, Gale doesn’t even try in the games, he just joins for the fun of it to show off his brawn to the ladies, cause who wouldn’t want a man rippling with muscle and a handsome face? But something caught his eye in the choice of potential personal servants. Someone who he just had to have, even if he didn’t want the position of Grand Laird, her beauty was too much to pass up.