One winter day, when
Deirdre was a young woman, she observed her foster father as he cleaned a deer
he had slain, and watched as a raven landed to feast upon the fresh blood pool
in the snow. In this, she saw the three colors sacred to the Celts, the black
raven, the red blood, and the white snow. Her foster father asked her what she
saw and she said,
“Fair upon the man
to whom I shall be; hair like the raven, his cheek like the blood, and his body
like the snow.”
Her foster father pitying
her fate to be wed to the old king told Deirdre that the man she sought lived
nearby. His name was Noise and the two fell in love at their first
meeting. Although Deirdre knew she was promised to Conchobar, she chose Noise
over the old king and sent word she refused to marry Conchobar.
Deirdre and Noise eloped
soon after and fled across Eire with Conchobar
in pursuit. They ended back at Alba where they found protection on the shores
of Loch Etive with the Gaelic goddess,
the little horrid one. Conchobar attempted to get to his betrothed, but failed.
Finally he sent Fergus mac Roich, a
friend of Noise and a valiant warrior. Conchobar claimed he would forgive all and
give her and Noise safe passage if she would join him. Noise agreed, but
Deirdre tried to convince her husband that Conchobar should not be trusted. Noise
had faith Fergus would nevert betray him so she returned to Eire with Fergus.
Once Deirdre was in Conchobar’s
realm, he summoned her old nurse and asked if she was as beautiful as the
prophesy had foretold. The nurse told him Deirdre had been changed by her years
in Alba. Not trusting the woman, Conchobar ordered a male servant to measure Deirdre’s
beauty. Once the servant beheld Deirdre,
he could not turn away. When Noise discovered the servant spying on Deirdre through
a window, he threw a chess piece that put the servant’s eye out. The servant returned to Conchobar and
reported Deirdre was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen and would be
gazing at her still if her husband, Noise had not put out his eye.
The Druid’s prophesy was complete.
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2 comments:
This just goes to show one should never try to out-guess one's Druid. Their prophesy will be fulfilled one way or another! Great tale, Deanie! I loved it!
~Cate
Hey Cate,
Really, what's the point of keeping a Druid on staff if you're not going to heed such dire warnings? But, the arrogance of kings knows no bounds... ;)
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