Page 5 of The Valiant Knight
Why?
Because Graham genuinely liked both men, and realized that he wasn’t going to do well alone.
He needed someone to keep his mind off of his life, and his troubles.
The previous guests had been interesting creatures, and he found them fascinating and thoroughly entertaining. That camaraderie with Gryphen Carter began growing, and he missed that.
On top of that, the castle was a metaphor for his existence, and he now saw that.
Empty and falling apart.
Honestly, Graham missed seeing the castle alive with joy and happiness.
Who wouldn’t?
A home was a symbol of the heart, and this heart…it was dying.
Ravensmire Castle was an old lass, and deserved to be brought back to her glory. She deserved to be filled with love and laughter.
Only, that wasn’t happening.
Not with just him there.
It was beginning to feel sad, and Graham needed some life infused into it.
This castle, with her soaring tower, and her cliffs overlooking the valley was a place of magic.
Now, that magic needed to be spread, and he only hoped that someone would help him do that.
Had someone told him that he would be sad to see Gryphen and Ian leave, he would have laughed.
But now, he was.
Seeing the joy and happiness of Gryphen and Ian had done something to him both good and bad.
The good part was the castle was happy, and she thrived, but the bad…
It reminded Graham that he was lonely.
So.
Very.
Lonely.
He couldn’t help but think back to what might have been had he taken his lover up on his offer to leave Scotland to join him.
Would he still feel this loneliness?
Would he feel this hurt?
Or would he have had peace?
Only, Graham knew one thing. This country was his home, and he’d fought to protect it. He fought for its glory and honor.
His soul had to be here.
To.
