It was exactly that attitude which made her all the more in need of a guard.  Donald sighed and nodded.  "Aye lass, but maybe I just want to walk with you.  What's the harm in that?"  He had met some irksome creatures in his short life time, but Branwenn was right up there on his list.  Still, there was something about her spirit he liked.  She was no normal 'lady' and that was sure.<br/><br/>He wondered to himself if the chief's son knew what he was getting himself into.  Marrying such a woman was a task, to be sure.  She wasn't the sort who would be happy staying home and minding the fire, or darning the socks.<br/><br/>The morning was well along now and Donald was feeling more and more tired, but strove to keep up with the long strides of the lady.  He knew that the honor of his clan depended upon her safety.  While he had watch, nothing would happen to her, even if he ended up following her to Hell itself.