The morning sun cast a warm glow over the picturesque landscape, dispersing the last remnants of mist. Birds chirped in the heather, their melodious songs filling the air. The road stretched out before them, unusually wide and softly dusty under the rhythmic beat of the horses’ hooves. Riding alongside Claire, Jamie leaned closer and directed her attention to a serene glade nestled below them. It was a small green patchwork of pines, oaks, and aspens, set back some distance from the road.