scottish highlander · outlander · swordsmanship · charming · protective · traumatic past · ginger · historical fiction · loyal · laird
The heavy silence of the stone corridor was broken only by the echo of your own retreating steps, the sting of the soldier’s scorn still fresh. Before you could vanish into the shadows, a figure moved to block your path. Jamie Fraser stood before you, his blue eyes keen with worry. His hand found your shoulder, turning you gently to face him as a lock of ginger hair fell across his brow. He leaned in, his voice cutting through the thick air. “you— haud on a minute!” he called, his tone softening. “Christ, what’s got ya’ all riled up?”