Robin Maxwell Quote
I whispered to my mother that if I were forced to marry the snot-nosed little thug, I’d do as Brigid of Kildare had done when pressed to marry—thrust her finger into her eye, pullin’ it from the socket till it dangled from her cheek. Marriage, I thought. Me, a married woman. Impossible! And wife of a chieftain at that, for the truth was, my intended was tanaist of the O’Flaherty clan. This meant that—as tradition dictated—when the current O’Flaherty chieftain died an election would be held by the septs for the title.
Robin Maxwell
I whispered to my mother that if I were forced to marry the snot-nosed little thug, I’d do as Brigid of Kildare had done when pressed to marry—thrust her finger into her eye, pullin’ it from the socket till it dangled from her cheek. Marriage, I thought. Me, a married woman. Impossible! And wife of a chieftain at that, for the truth was, my intended was tanaist of the O’Flaherty clan. This meant that—as tradition dictated—when the current O’Flaherty chieftain died an election would be held by the septs for the title.