~ She was born a Sweetheart Sidhe, never a thought did she have that for herself, she would ever find that special man, that one that would love her beyond the first glance of entrancement. She was sent away as a little girl to a school to learn how to be a Lady in the High Sidhe Court and it was there, at that school, in that magic garden that one day she came upon Andrew. She was quite surprised for that garden was a place she had made for herself, an escape that she could run to when her homesick heart would beak too much. But there he was, Andrew, that boy with that long dark hair. Andrew, the one that was a few year older than she was and from that day on she knew he would always be a part of her. Days they went to classes, afternoons they spent playing in the garden, in the early hour of the evening they would wait for the first stars to come out. Happiness swept over her like the waves swept over the sea, each new wave brought her new joys, newer delights, and tales of where they had been. She and Andrew reveled in this garden, listened to the tales of the tiny waves that lapped at the garden's pool side, and dreamed out loud of the day when they would go home again and be allowed to wed as husband and wife. But one day Andrew did not appear, nor the next nor the next day either. His little dove of the morning he had called her and as the days turned into weeks and the weeks into months and then years, she grew into a most exquisite young Sidhe Lady, and readied herself for that trip back home to her shore. There she would never give herself in marriage for Andrew, Her Black Wolfe Knight, was the only one she loved and she was sure he was wed by now. So as she boarded the ship to sail to the shore of The Mystical Isles, she glanced back at the tall young Captain of the ship, he looked familiar and then it hit her! Andrew! It was him! Quickly to her quarters she was hustled, and locking the door behind her, she began to scheme how to find out if it was really him, and she formed a scheme for that night. As she heard his door shut and the thud of his leather boots on the ladder to the deck above, she snuck out of her room and across to his, determined to find in his papers why he had left her and who now he loved. She was so engrossed in the paperwork, that she did not hear him enter the room. She did not hear him till the moment before he grabbed her and turned her in his arms and with no modesty of style did he kiss her. Melting against him she sighed then remembered she was angry at him but she somehow for the life of her could not remember why. "I came to find you, my Father passed away, I had to assume the Seat of Clan Chieftain and I never got a chance to say good-bye. " He gazed into her eyes looking deep for her response to his explanation, and he got it, oh he got it indeed, when she took his face in her hands and soundly kissed him again. Her kisses were followed by one simple question that sealed their fate for them from then on, in a voice as soft as a songbird's, which is why he had called her his dove, she very quietly asked,"What took you so long?" They were married that evening. And ever since then the Lady Leah Anne MacWellan, wife of the Laird MacWellan, known as the black wolf and the dove, were the perfect example of star crossed lovers. And from then till now, and from now on into eternity, she is known as the Fairy of Love's Wishes, because she has a gift for making love come true for all, why not, she did it for her love and herself. ~~~



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