Here is a story I have been working on for a long time.

…I haven’t named it yet, so any suggestions?
Also if you notice any grammatical mistakes, please tell me you’re my test editors ok. I’ll give you credit on the next post if you help was, well helpful.
Anyway don't be freaked by any part of the story, it will work out in the end. I will also only post a bit at a time so you don't get bored trying to read the whole long thing at a time. Ok. Here it is...

It was the eve of the summer solstice’s banquet and a half lit, rainy night, at the Castle home of Ewan Temes, and Aislin his only child could not be found. The servants were running swiftly about the house looking for their Lords blind daughter. No one thought to look outside, for who would go out on such a night, but Aislin was out in the courtyard reveling in the happiness that the rain drops brought to her sightless body. Arms outstretched to the heavens she sang to herself. She was yet a child but in the blackened night she seemed neither Child nor woman, but more of an apparition, a dream and that is how young Kian McFadden saw her.

Standing not three score feet from him, he held his horse’s reins in his one hand and his hat in the other. He had come from his father’s house for the banquet. He had called at the front gate, but with the hubbub about finding the lords daughter, his calls remained unanswered. So he had let himself in at the back courtyard gate, and was about to remount his horse and ride the rest of the way to the stables, when he had seen her, standing, dancing in the rain. His horse nickered softly and Aislin stopped dancing, she turned, and Kian would have sworn she had seen him if he hadn’t known she was blind, and stared right at him, her sightless eyes nevertheless searching the blackness in front of her. She called out.

“Who are yee? Aither? Is that yee aither?” she took a few half steps away from him. Leaving his horse Kian closed the distance between them, calling out for her to stay where she was.

“Kian! Is that yee Kian?” her voice seemed relieved.

“ aye ‘tis me Ais’n, but what’re yee doing’ out in this rain?” he took gentle hold of her hands and led her up to the main courtyard door, and into the main hall of the castle, calling all the while for the master of the house.