One moment, the Donmagh residence held its breath as the babes slept upstairs…
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FINGAL

Fifteen Years Ago

One moment, the Donmagh residence held its breath as the babes slept upstairs.

The next, it was the center of activity, for guests would be arriving any moment.

Donlorgan, Donnoch’s father, and Maghlae hurried in and out of the house as they compensated their workers with bread and coin, received updates on the construction, issued new instructions for the project, and invited their workers to stay for the party. Despite this invitation, the workers seemed content to remain outside, even in the somewhat chilly air. Fingal did not complain, as he had no interest in acquainting himself with more strangers, especially in the face of meeting dozens of people in a few short hours. Brendan, unable to contain his excitement for the party, had been instructed to run to the market to retrieve whatever produce the farmers had left. He dutifully bounded down the road with his never-ending reserve of energy….