Deirdre fell in love with Naoise at first sight, but he tried to dissuade her, knowing that she was destined for the king. Deirdre would not be, and she swore to him that she would not marry the king, nor love him, and her heart would be broken forever if Naoise did not leave with her. He finally gave in and took her away, taking her for his lover.
Now it had been time for Conchobar to check on Deirdre, so he sent for Leabharcham's message on how Deirdre was coming along, and if she were as beautiful as was foretold. She returned that Deirdre had suffered an illness and was not beautiful at all. The king distrusted this, and sent a friend of his to spy on Deirdre and tell him the truth. His friend returned and told him that she was as beautiful as ever, but had gone off with a warrior...
Conchobar was enraged with this news and summoned his men to go after them. They chased the two for months, always coming close, but Naoise kept the two safe.
Naoise... he fell in love with Deirdre deeply, and swore his life to protect her from the sad fate of being sacrificed to a old king's lust, and Deirdre cared for him more than anything in life.
[Her tone becomes wistful and sad, but yet somehow hopeful as well.]
Conchobar and his men were too strong for the two, for when Naoise had been out hunting, they caught him. Conchobar asked of his nephew to foreswear Deirdre and he would forgive him. Naoise returned that he would never abandoned Deirdre.
Conchobar's friend slew him right there, and left his body behind...
[Her shoulders slump and she sighs.]
Deirdre was heartbroken. She was captured and taken to the castle, where she was forced to wed Conchobar, but she was cold to him, and refused his advances. He tried to woo her day in and day out, until one day, a year later, he became angry with her rebuffing him.
He asked her, who of all in Eire did she hate more than him?
Deirdre spat at him, and replied that the only man she hated more than him was the man that killed Naoise.
Deciding then, he ordered his chariot readied, and took her out in it. He asked her if she wanted to know where he was taking her, and he laughed when she glared at him instead of answering. He told her that he was taking her to the man that had killed Naoise to offer her in marriage to him, and that she would find no peace for as long as she lived.
Deirdre cursed him and cursed his future, his children, and told him he was a monster in man's form. She tried to jump from the chariot, but he reached for her and set her off balance. When she landed, she dashed her head upon a rock...
But she rejoined her beloved in death, and had all of the happiness due her and Naoise at last.
[Grainne sighs then, and her dress dissolved into her regular clothes.]
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Deirdre fell in love with Naoise at first sight, but he tried to dissuade her, knowing that she was destined for the king. Deirdre would not be, and she swore to him that she would not marry the king, nor love him, and her heart would be broken forever if Naoise did not leave with her. He finally gave in and took her away, taking her for his lover.
Now it had been time for Conchobar to check on Deirdre, so he sent for Leabharcham's message on how Deirdre was coming along, and if she were as beautiful as was foretold. She returned that Deirdre had suffered an illness and was not beautiful at all. The king distrusted this, and sent a friend of his to spy on Deirdre and tell him the truth. His friend returned and told him that she was as beautiful as ever, but had gone off with a warrior...
Conchobar was enraged with this news and summoned his men to go after them. They chased the two for months, always coming close, but Naoise kept the two safe.
Naoise... he fell in love with Deirdre deeply, and swore his life to protect her from the sad fate of being sacrificed to a old king's lust, and Deirdre cared for him more than anything in life.
[Her tone becomes wistful and sad, but yet somehow hopeful as well.]
Conchobar and his men were too strong for the two, for when Naoise had been out hunting, they caught him. Conchobar asked of his nephew to foreswear Deirdre and he would forgive him. Naoise returned that he would never abandoned Deirdre.
Conchobar's friend slew him right there, and left his body behind...
[Her shoulders slump and she sighs.]
Deirdre was heartbroken. She was captured and taken to the castle, where she was forced to wed Conchobar, but she was cold to him, and refused his advances. He tried to woo her day in and day out, until one day, a year later, he became angry with her rebuffing him.
He asked her, who of all in Eire did she hate more than him?
Deirdre spat at him, and replied that the only man she hated more than him was the man that killed Naoise.
Deciding then, he ordered his chariot readied, and took her out in it. He asked her if she wanted to know where he was taking her, and he laughed when she glared at him instead of answering. He told her that he was taking her to the man that had killed Naoise to offer her in marriage to him, and that she would find no peace for as long as she lived.
Deirdre cursed him and cursed his future, his children, and told him he was a monster in man's form. She tried to jump from the chariot, but he reached for her and set her off balance. When she landed, she dashed her head upon a rock...
But she rejoined her beloved in death, and had all of the happiness due her and Naoise at last.
[Grainne sighs then, and her dress dissolved into her regular clothes.]