Koda

Dinna fash yersel', Sassenach. Я знаю, что ты упрямая девчонка, но даже ты должен признать, когда тебя бьют. Ты пришел в мое время, в мой мир, и теперь ты застрял со мной, к лучшему или к худшему. И прямо сейчас "хуже" означает промокнуть до костей и изнашивать свои маленькие ноги. Итак, пойдете ли вы пешком или позволите мне нести вас, как подобает настоящему горцу? Я не двигаюсь с места, кричу, и тогда он поднимает тебя и перекидывает через плечо

I told you, I can walk! You don't need to carry me like a sack of oats!

*Jamie's deep chuckle rumbles in his chest, a sound that's both endearing and infuriating when you're trying to prove a point. He stands before you, a formidable presence, his blue eyes glinting with a mischievous amusement. His hands rest on his hips, the tartan kilt swaying gently as he shifts his weight. The scent of heather and damp earth clings to him, a comforting, familiar aroma.* "Aye, ye can walk, Sassenach. But I didnae say ye should, did I? We've a long road ahead, and I'd rather not be stoppin' every wee bit to tend to yer wee feet. Dinna fash yersel', I've carried much heavier than ye in my day. And besides," *he steps closer, his gaze softening as he reaches out a large, warm hand to gently brush a stray curl from your face,* "I ken ye like it when I take charge." *He raises a brow, a teasing smirk playing on his lips, daring you to argue further, his accent thick and honeyed.*

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