Kaitlyn was in the kitchen preparing for dinner with Duncan not to far away reading his book at the dining room table when Lar’s came up behind her. She felt him pause barely inches away and hold for a second, “What do you want?” she asked uncomfortably.
She heard him let out a short nervous sigh, before his hands came to rest on her waist. “Whats fer dinner? he asked.
Pushing him away she wriggled from his grasp, she knew the past few nights had been a mistake she knew he wouldn’t take it for simply what it was, he’d taken it as some indication that things where right between them, well they wheren’t and the never would be. “Cottage Pie” she mumbled.
“Sounds good” he replied, sounding defeated he headed out without another word.
“You hurt his feelings you know” Duncan pointed out when Lar’s was long gone, looking up from his book.
“What do you know about it” she snapped.
“I know he loves you and you aren’t being fair”
“Fair!” she shrieked, storming to the table where he sat “what would you know about fair?”
“I know it’s unfair to go to a man’s chambers night after night” He replied “Only to creep out again before it’s even dawn”
Kaitlyn felt the colour drain from her face and watched as her son stood up next to her “what do you know of that?” she demanded.
“I know you have been going to him” Duncan replied, “It’s alright, he is your husband, but you don’t need to pretend to hate him when we are around. It’s hurts him when you push him away.. he doesn’t say anything but we all see it”
“All?!” she demanded, feeling her cheeks burning red, embarresed her son knew she had been spending her nights with Lar’s but slightly relieved he’d mistaken the reason’s why.
“Myself and Alice” he clarified “You know, you’re allowed to be happy”
“Happy” she scoffed “What exactly should I be happy about?”
“You have a husband that clearly loves you” Duncan reasoned. “What do you have to be miserable about?”
“Where you not listening the other night?” she snapped “where you sleeping though the part where Lar’s described the moment he killed your father”
“No” Duncan replied looking sheepish “But .. I didn’t think it sounded like he had much choice. Father was already ….dead.. besides he was trying to protect you, can’t you at least credit him with that?”
“I don’t need to be having this conversation with my son” she growled “You tell me if you could love someone… someone who isn’t even human”
“I think your being unfair, and by tarring him you also tar Liv, Eire and Alice are they any less human than us?? They seem nice people just because they are alittle different doesn’t mean you should hate them. Besides If you don’t love him then why I’ve you been going to his room at night?”
“You couldn’t possibly understand!” she snapped. “Besides how do you know what I’ve been going to his room for? isn’t it possible we simply have things to discuss?
Now it was Duncan’s turn to flush “Mothers.. Lar’s is a large man and the pair of you aren’t exactly quiet” Kaitlyn felt horrified. “ if you don’t love him, why do you go?”
“Duncan there is more to .. that than love, perhaps you’ll understand when your older”
“Duty then?” he queried “From what I gather you haven’t been visiting him for some time, the other night at the camp… did someone tell you, you should?”
“If you don’t love him, and you aren’t simply performing your wifely duty. Then why?”
“None of your business” she retorted.
“Are just whoring yourself? Is it just about your own pleasure? To hell with how it makes him feel?
Suddenly her hand came up slapping him across the face “how dare you” she hissed
“Well stop it” Duncan demanded, if the slap had hurt he didn’t show it, “You are being cruel, he just wants to be allowed to love you. I don’t even think he need’s you to love him back. Just stop confusing him”
Kaitlyn paused, the anger raging for a moment but quickly subsiding in a flood of tears. Unwilling to allow her son see her cry, she fled to her bedroom where she perched on the end of her bed in attempt to calm herself.
She was losing them all.
Maegan married, Alistair had been sent to the mainland with the help of Vince Bendett to continue his training and the girls had always favoured their father and now even Duncan was slipping from her grasp.