Kiss in kilts by kismet332000





It was time of long ago when it happened. A few beautiful 

women, and some good looking men, and one kilt. In the 

years of the Middle Ages our story begins with Lady Raven 

and Sir Peter of Edinburgh.



Chapter one: Lady Raven and Sir Peter

In days of old there lived a couple who was in love for 20 

years. Their castle was high on the hill, their flag of 

green and gold flown proudly over their tallest tower in 

the east. The fields were filled with wild flowers, and the 

forest was full of wild games to hunt. They had only one 

child a son  A kilt was hanging on the wall behind the 

thrones; it was a special kilt it had been made for Sir 

Peter for the wedding and wore it in pride. Although that 

day was a bit breezy well, you know what happens to kilts 

on breezy days don't you? 



In the courtyard of the castle Lady Raven walked across to 

see her son and his teacher. Sir Peter looked across the 

courtyard from the balcony of the castle, then he heard 

"Milord we have visitors coming!" Yelled a man. "From where 

did they come?" Asked Sir Peter "they come from the north 

sire" answered the man. Peter turned towards the page and 

said "tell Lady Raven we have visitors coming." "Aye 

milord" said the page as he started to run down the stairs. 



When the page came to Lady Raven she had already picked the 

towel up and dried her son off. "Milady we have visitors 

coming from the north" -the page  Lady Raven- "does my 

husband Sir Peter know about this?" The page replied "aye 

madam for he is the one who sent me to you." Lady Raven 

nodded and handed the son's towel to the teacher and said 

"take him to the fields and keep an eye on him please." The 

nanny- "aye madam" as he takes him and head towards the 

fields. 



"This should be good" she said to the servant whom she was 

walking with. "Why milady, should this be good" asked the 

servant. Lady Raven- "for Sir Peter dose not like to wear 

the kilt." The servant asked again "why is that milady?" 

Lady Raven stopped and turned towards the servant and said 

with a smile "for the wool in which the kilt was made from, 

makes him itchy. And he can't scratch it in front of the 

guests can he?" Both women laughed down the hall towards 

Lady Raven's room. 



In Sir Peter's room sat Sir Peter himself just staring at 

the kilt. "Do I have to wear it? It's so itchy" -Sir Peter. 

"Pardon me sir but if we have guest coming over you must 

wear it" -the servant. Sir Peter said as he was getting 

undress "I know that, but it's so damn itchy. Go to the 

spinner and tell her to spin some wool for a new kilt and 

don't make so itchy." "Yes milord" said the page who bit 

his lower lip to keep from laughing as he imagined the 

sight at the dinner.



The page was walking down the hall when he saw lady Raven 

said "sorry milady " in between the giggle fits "I'm on my 

way to see the spinner about a new kilt for Sir Peter." 

"Why may I ask?" Asked Lady Raven. "He asked for it milady" 

said the page as an another giggle fit came. Lady Raven 

smiled at the page. "Oh did he, well then go to the spinner 

tell her that but make it for our son instead." Instructed 

Lady Raven with a sly smile at the thought. "I was about to 

do that milady" said the page. They looked at each other 

and laughed. 



The visitors who came from the north "greetings dear sir 

and lady, we are Baron and Baroness Norval." Said Baron 

Norval "welcome to our home" said Sir Peter with a slight 

bow. "Thank you kind sir. We are also here for a groom for 

our daughter who has come to age of marriage." Said the 

Baron. "Oh our son will be at the age of marriage in 3 

days" said Lady Raven. "Splendid then it should be done in 

about oh 3 months and 3 days from now" said the Baroness 

Norval. "Shouldn't we tell them about this after all they 

are our son and daughter"-Sir Peter with a smile. "Your 

right about that" said Baron Norval. Then went to their 

children and told them the good news. "Daughter oh 

beautiful daughter, you shall be wed in 3 months and 3 days 

to their son" Said the Baroness. Lady Raven asked the 

herald to give her son a message to come back to the castle 

with your teacher at once. 



The herald did as he was asked and went to the fields with 

a white flag to warn them that he was coming. "Why is that 

servant caring that white flag?" Asked the Baron to Sir 

Peter. Sir Peter- "because the herald before him got killed 

when he went to my son and his teacher with a message." "Oh 

dear!" Said the Baron "that what my son and teacher thought 

the herald was." Answered Sir Peter.