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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 25, 2008 13:53:19 GMT -5
Terion enjoyed kissing. It didn't really matter whom he was kissing, he simply just enjoyed the sensation and pleasure that came from it. It was like an addiction. Terion had remembered his first kiss which had come quite some time prior to this moment. He could remember exactly how many years but it had been in the same fashion that he had first kissed Kayla. Terion had always been a "jumpy" boy and always had been curious, outgoing and a little odd. In any case, he knew the sensations that came with what he was doing, especially for Kayla, who had never experienced this type of feeling and this type of closeness to a man that was not her own father. He would not break away from her for a while; however, he did so after a short time. He didn't want to take advantage of this woman, it was not proper, even for a king. He kept himself close to her, his kind eyes looking down into hers, one of his hands moving to her cheek, gently caressing it as he smiled comfortingly at her.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 25, 2008 19:20:09 GMT -5
Though Kayla had never kissed anyone before, she was doing okay. It seemed that girls were just better at picking up these things. Her lips were against his, still quelling the fear of the storm in her mind. As the rumble of thunder receded, so did Terion's lips. But his body was still near to her, comforting in its strength. Leaning her head to the side, Kayla let her cheek rest in his hand, letting the rough, yet gentle, fingers rest on her delicate skin. Slowly her eyes opened, green eyes gazing up at him. For now she was content as her half-lidded eyes just looked at him, her face somber and still. A flash through the window indicated that the storm had not yet gone. Eyes dialating, she tensed, anticipating the crash of thunder. And the storm did not disappoint. A rumble of thunder shook the room and Kayla jumped again, eyes growing in panic as the fear came back.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 25, 2008 21:50:57 GMT -5
It was sad to see Kayla so fearful of the storms and of the thunder and lightning that came with them. Terion wished that he could somehow do more to comfort her, somehow do more for her that would stow away her fear of the storms forever, however, he could think of nothing and it troubled him. He would cure her of her fear before he was done with her. Even in her fear she was beautiful. Even with her hair matted, her body trembling, she was still radiant. Terion kissed her forehead and whispered a few coaxing words, trying to calm her. He wished that the storm would leave and that she would fall asleep. He kissed her cheek gently as he ran his hands gently over her cheek again, trying to calm her, trying to coax her. He just wanted her to be calm and be able to go to sleep.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 26, 2008 10:58:16 GMT -5
Unaware and unconcerned for the moment about her looks, Kayla could only tremble each time the thunder crashed and the lightning lit the room in its eerie white glow. Terion's words were sweet in her ears, but they did not quite reach her mind. That was the way it was with deep fears. It was not something that could be remedied with one night. But tonight was better than other nights. The fear would always be there, and there was little that Terion could do to stop it, no matter how hard he tried. As the rumble of thunder grew less and less prominent, Kayla slowly settled down. Her eyes still flashed with nervousness every time the thunder rolled over the small inn, but each time, as it slowly got quieter, her body allowed the muscles to relax, allowed her mind to begin to slow down. And miraculously, after many minutes of this, Kayla finally fell into a troubled sleep, as she always did following a storm.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 26, 2008 12:35:01 GMT -5
The storm slowly moved away from the inn and the town, moving onwards on the plains. Terion had never feared storms because they were so frequent in Ireland. He was used to the cold rain, the constant sleet. In any case, Terion watched as Kayla slowly began to fall into a troubled sleep. Terion, cautious not to wake her, moved himself up and rolled over off the bed, standing up silently. He then moved the covers up around Kayla and tucked her tightly into the bed. He slowly and very carefully propped her head up on the pillows and put a few stray hairs in their place. He leaned down and kissed her forehead gently. Terion then went over to his makeshift bed and laid down, taking a deep breath before he closed his eyes. She would probably rise before he did because of her inner clock, but that didn't matter. Terion let himself, like Kayla fall asleep.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 26, 2008 15:05:23 GMT -5
Even though her sleep was light and troubled, Kayla woke at the same time she did every day. Just before the sun broke the damp horizon, her soft green eyes opened, blinking a few times. Rolling over, she looked out the window, seeing the beautiful gray skies that came after a storm. Though she hated the storm, Kayla loved the days after. The air was clean and crisp, the land damp with the rain and beautiful in bloom. But the storms were terrible. It was not the rain, nor the snow during winter, but the crash of thunder would drive her mind into a frantic insanity of fear. Yawning silently, the memory of the night before dawned in her mind. Despite herself she blushed a delicate shade of pink. The kissing, the closeness of him; she never would have allowed it if she were in her right mind. Looking at his sleeping form, she refused to let her thoughts travel to how good he looked, his fine musculature, and everything about him that she knew. Which, come to think of it, wasn't much. Another good reason to distance herself from him. After all, she didn't know much about his personality, his likes, his dislikes, everything about him. Once he awoke they would get to the next town and hopefully catch up with the group. Kayla resolved to not let Terion get too close to her. Not yet.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 26, 2008 23:04:28 GMT -5
Terion woke a few minutes after Kayla did. It wasn't evident at first because he didn't open his eyes. Terion wasn't one of those people that just popped his eyes open upon waking. He listened to his surroundings, listened for anything out of the ordinary. He noted that Kayla was awake and he finally opened his eyes slowly, looking up at her. He ran his hands up his bare chest and put them on the ground, lifting himself up, his muscles bulging. He stood up straight and walked over to Kayla, "Sleep well?" Terion asked as he stooped down and tightened his kilt around him. He then walked over to the door and opened it. He then left it open and walked over to the blanket that he had left on the ground and began to fold it. "It was a pretty bad storm last night.' Terion noted as he folded the blanket. "Didn't know you had a fear of them." He said, letting his last few words drift off his tongue
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Post by Kayla on Feb 27, 2008 18:27:21 GMT -5
Hearing the rustle of movement, Kayla refused to look at Terion. She knew he didn't have a shirt on, and that her resolve to keep their relationship on a purely professional level might be shaken if she looked at his toned frame. She refused to think about last night, about what he resorted to in order to quell her fear. But then of course he had to bring it up. "I have never liked storms," Kayla said, turning from the window with her arms crossed, "I don't know why; I just don't." She gave him a look that clearly said to drop the subject. She was a little touchy about any sort of weakness she had. "Let's just get going so we can catch up with the rest," she sighed, pulling her hair back and fastening it with a green ribbon. It would not do to have that flowing free all day.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 27, 2008 21:53:44 GMT -5
"Well it is hard to live in Ireland and have a fear of storms dear." Terion said as he began to put everything into his bag, "This country is frequented by storms, some quite bad, like the one from last night." Terion continued. He would have kept talking but he caught Kayla's glance and shut his mouth. It wasn't Terion's fault that he liked to talk and usually talked forever until someone finally shut him up. Apparently she didn't want to talk about their actions that night either. Well, Terion wouldn't bring them up. He would simply let Kayla's mind think about what was going on. She probably still needed a good deal of time to sort everything out. Terion, once he was ready, stood up and walked to the already opened door, "Yes, come, let us fetch our horses." Terion said and waited for Kayla before he began down the stairs.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 27, 2008 23:37:35 GMT -5
Brisquely Kayla collected their items, leaving half for Terion, and began to go to the outside village. Before she left the door she couldn't help but comment, "It's only thunder and lightning I am afeared of, not rain." Stepping quickly, she ignored the presumptuous grin of the man at the seedy desk. This was one village she would not regret leaving. She found the man she had contacted earlier about their horses. Eager to get going, Mist and the black horse pranced around as they were led out. Stroking the fiesty gray snout, Kayla waited for Terion to emerge. She, too, was eager to be going. Hopefully their quest to catch up would be rewarded this time. After last night, the young queen was not sure she could stand another night with the impetuous man.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 28, 2008 8:50:37 GMT -5
It had been an interesting night to be sure. It was not a night that Terion would quickly forget, of course it was also not a night that Terion would openly wish to forget. He had enjoyed himself and if the topic was ever brought up, he would not deny that. Terion still had urges to kiss Kayla, but for now he resisted them. He had a short conversation with the man at the desk before he left. Terion walked out to his horse which was already prepared for him and Terion smiled at Kayla and then helped her up on the horse, whether she wanted his assistance or not. Then he mounted the horse himself and turned to her as they began to ride, "We will ride to Dublin today." Terion said calmly, "That is the capitol city of this country, you future home." Terion proclaimed as they trotted out of the village
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Post by Kayla on Feb 28, 2008 15:25:00 GMT -5
"Will the rest be there as well?" Kayla asked, finally turning to look at him with a frank green gaze. She was eager to no longer be alone with Terion; it was far too dangerous. He was bold, attractive, and all to charismatic for her to be comfortable with being alone with him. A girl could easily get sucked into a romantic relationship with him. In fact, come to think of it, some probably had. He was no novice at kissing, obviously, which meant that he had been with other girls. That simply would not do for Kayla. She needed his all, not what was left by others. Just another reason to avoid getting into a relationship with him. She was queen; he was king. But they would not be a couple. It was best that way.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 28, 2008 15:35:40 GMT -5
Terion's view of their relationship was a bit different from Kayla's. Of course, that was to be expected because everything else had been different as well. Terion knew that she was queen and that he was king. There was no reason that they should not get along. There was no reason that they should not and could not be a couple. It would be a bit difficult for Terion to not be able to be random around other women, but of course, he would have to work on that. In any case, Terion turned to Kayla, nodding his head, "Yes, my men would have returned to Dublin by then. However, we would be heading towards the storm." Terion pointed out, as he looked at the dark sky that was directly in front of them as they rode. They were in no real hurry. Terion was quite sure that he would be able to reach Dublin just a bit before midday. Kayla would be surprised and enthralled by the place he was sure. He would like to see that curious and adventurous gleam in her eyes again.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 28, 2008 16:29:22 GMT -5
Although Terion was not in any real hurry, Kayla was. She was eager to get to the capital, to begin to learn about ruling, to meet people and get aquainted with the castle. Her eagerness was sensed by Mist, and the lovely gray mare picked up the pace a bit, also eager to get wherever they were going. The roiling black clouds in the distance made Kayla a bit uneasy, but as long as she couldn't hear the thunder she was fine. And as they rode, her thoughts turned to Terion. Maybe in a few years they might go beyond comrades, but right now he was far too immature and unstable for her. Kayla needed a man, not a boyish figure who did whatever popped into his head. She needed someone strong, someone firm in their resolve, and someone with wisdom to make proper decisions. But Kayla was attracted to the boyish side of Terion, in a way, because she had always loved a good adventure and a laugh. But such a disposition should be tempered with good decisions as well, and frankly she hadn't seen too much of that yet.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 28, 2008 16:38:13 GMT -5
Terion liked to play games, liked to do things in the spur of the moment and personally he didn't see anything wrong with that. There was a time for play and a time to get down to business and become a man and a king. However, usually such a time was not when he was riding next to a beautiful woman that was to be queen. If Terion felt the need to be strict, stern and completely boring his entire life then that would be what his life was, boring. In any case, Terion knew how to be a man and make wise decisions, on the battlefield especially. Terion was a masterful soldier and general and he had proved that to his people. Kayla hadn't seen him take control and take charge of a situation beyond him coming and kissing her, an action she no doubt so as childish. It didn't really matter in the end because Terion was not going to change himself for a woman. Terion saw Kayla's heightened speed and urged his horse a bit faster, riding up beside her, "No need for hurry. Its not like we aren't going to get there." Terion protested.
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