Usually, I start the work and finish it without any interruptions. This time first I had issues with my back, then I painted many other arts in between. 😀 And I have the feeling it took me weeks to finish this scene. In reality it is not so. But in any case I don't regret a single minute. And I hope you will like it. 💖
It was possible to leave things behind—places, people, memories—at least for a time. But places held tight to the things that had happened in them, and to come again to a place you had once lived was to be brought face-to-face with what you had done there and who you had been.
“On our wedding day, I swore to Claire she’d have the protection of my name, my clan, my family and the protection of my body as well. I will honor that promise.” - jamie :: outlander season seven
An arranged marriage was never what Jamie had imagined for himself. His parents’ love was that of a fairytale, even before they’d lost Mam and Da’s stories of their life became more embellished every time he told them. He’d seen it in every kiss, every jest, every impassioned argument they had and he aspired to the same. When honor (and Dougal) called for him to marry Claire, part of him thought he’d have to give up that dream; then the cloak gave way to her gleaming dress and their eyes locked and he knew their own epic was already unfolding.