Mike was asleep, or at least he was a few minutes ago when she got up. She went into the other room an idea forming and went to the companel. “Yes this is Revna McKenzie…Yes that Revna McKenzie…thank you…yes…that is so sweet, thank you…” and the sound of soft laughter as she listened. “Well…ye…okay this is what I want......”

She slipped back through the room to bathroom and then with a smile at a sleeping Mike, back to the other room. Brush in hand she sat down undoing the braids and beads, a michevious grin on her face. “Computer, play…Revna list 3.” The music started softly, at first it was just her foot tapping as she concentrated on what she was doing. The music varied mostly from traditional Norweigin pieces to Celtic, with one or two random pieces. It wasn’t long until she was actually singing, switching the music from lyrics to just the instruments, her voice taking the place of the singers.

The song was totally out of season but she loved the tempo and rhythm. Swaying across the room to check the comm panel as it beeped…

On every winter’s evening
He’s playing for the queen and king
When yuletide’s here, the people cheer
Come out and tune up your strings.

1800, private room, transparent floor and windows. Full flight menu, and compliments of the chef....Revna grinned, confirmed the reservation and went back to her singing with a grin on her face.

You hear the joyful bells, they ring
They’re waiting to hear the fiddle sing
Our maestro’s hiding from the stage
He won’t play a single thing
‘Cause one last winter’s evening
His sweetheart left our fiddler lad
His heart froze cold and even now
No one can warm it up.

And now the Christmas time is coming ‘round today
He’s wondering: Why oh why doesn’t it come my way?
Oh where’s my soulmate waiting for my snowy heart?
If so make sure no one can keep us apart

She danced about the room, rummaging around in the crates as she sang…

Now all you people, hush and listen
We’re gonna find the one that’s missin’
Our fiddler boy he’s oh so blue
It hurts to see him low
Come everyone and saddle your horse
We’ll look for Eilidh Goldenrose
The miller took her as his wife
She was not to refuse

And now the Christmas time is coming ‘round today
He’s wondering: Why oh why doesn’t it come my way?
Oh where’s my soulmate waiting for my snowy heart?
If so make sure no one can keep us apart

They found poor Eilidh hiding
‘Cause she ran away from the miller
Now the fiddler and his Goldenrose
Are finally together
And now at last he starts to bow
All come to hear the fiddler’s sound
And every lad he grabs a gal
And spins her round and round

Totally oblivious to the rest of the room, Revna spun in place dancing as she sang.

And now the Christmas time is coming ‘round today
He’s finally coming out so we can hear him play
He has his soulmate and he has a warmed up heart
Now let’s make sure no one can keep them apart
And now the christmas time is coming ‘round today
He’s finally coming out so we can hear him play
He has his soulmate and he has a warmed up heart
Now let’s make sure no one can keep them apart

Now there’s so much in his heart
That a true artist will show
And still when the party’s over
His soul is chanting on

Revna (with thanks to Patty Gurdy and Fiddler’s Green)