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Post by Kayla on Feb 28, 2008 16:50:28 GMT -5
No, Kayla had not seen any side of Terion but the rambunctious boy side. And maybe if she saw his other side she might be swayed to him. But such a thing was of no consequence at the moment. Kayla was not looking for a future husband. As she figured, Terion caught up to her in short order. "I know, but I want to get there sooner rather than later," she retorted, keeping the same pace, "I am ready to get there and meet up with the rest." Being alone with Terion meant that anything could happen, and Kayla had experienced enough of his impetuous nature for now. Her legs were sore, eyes tired from the fitful sleep she had gotten the night before, and all in all she was ready to begin to make this new place her home. Kayla was getting a bit homesick.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 28, 2008 17:36:46 GMT -5
Terion listened to her retort and frowned. She was getting an attitude with him for some reason. Terion wasn't about to let such an indignant remark pass without objection or rebuke. Terion rode up to her and when his horse was close enough again, he put his hand on her shoulder and with such firmness, and he actually slowed her horse. He turned to her, bringing his horse in front of hers to prevent her from immediately galloping away. She wasn’t going to run from him this time. There was only a certain amount of stubbornness that he could put up with at one time. “Now you look here.” Terion scolded, “You may be queen, but I am king and thus, you might want to address me with some form or respect. I don’t ask for much, but I do ask for some. Now, when we get to Dublin, you will be queen and you will be hailed as such.” Terion paused, “But you do not have the authority to overrule me.” Terion concluded firmly. “So, whatever is in your mind about me, about my abilities as king, you might want to throw out. When we get to Dublin, you are going to find out who what I am.” Without another word, he turned and continued to ride forward.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 28, 2008 19:55:16 GMT -5
Although the comment had not been made disrespectfully, apparently Terion had seen it as such. She was forced to stop her horse, much to Mist's annoyance, and listen to him. A flicker of annoyance flew through her green eyes. She sat through his little rant and listened, her face stoic. When he moved on, she tapped Mist to move. As the gray horse caught up, she rode in silence for a small while. Then she spoke. "I am not trying to overrule you," she said, "I am just trying to wrap my head around this and then you come and try to push yourself on me! If it hadn't been for you kissing me that first time, I would be back at the village, baking bread, playing with my children, and being happy. But now I'm out here, on the open plains, riding with a man I hardly know, and he has managed in two day's time to figure out a fear, kiss me again, and generally mess up my life! I miss my family, I miss my home, I miss my life! Did you ever once try to see how I felt? I don't want to go back there knowing what I do now, but there are going to be times when I want you to hold your peace and be mature about us! I am not your wife, nor am I your betrothed, so please treat me as a queen and not just your girl!" With that, her cheeks flushed and eyes snapping emerald, she kicked the gray horse and galloped on. As she ran her eyes teared up a bit, but she closed her eyes tight and kept the tears from falling. She just wanted to get there and be done with this.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 28, 2008 20:30:19 GMT -5
Terion heard Kayla riding up beside him to meet him and give a word of her own. He had no doubt that she was going to try and say something because she was too stubborn and too willful to not attempt a comeback. So, sure enough, she began to speak to him in a rather harsh tone. He noted this. His tone had not been harsh; it had been “constructive criticism.” Either way, she continued on about how she missed her family, her life, her children, her bakery and anything else that she had been accustomed to. Terion didn’t note, although he should have, that she elected to go with him. Under no circumstance did he make her take this journey with him. She rode on after she had finished her rant and she was moving at a good speed. Terion rode after her and they continued without a word that was said between them. For the moment, both parties were silent. They reached Dublin before Terion expected and that was only because of the speed that they had been riding. Kayla looked out upon the massive stone fortress that loomed ahead of her encased and sprouting from the cliff as if it had been originally part of the earth itself. There was a single road towards the city, one that they took in stride. Terion smiled which he saw his own cavalry just entering the city. They had reached Dublin in good time. Now he had to find something to do with Kayla.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 28, 2008 20:54:22 GMT -5
Hearing Terion catch up, Kayla refused to look at him. Yes, she chose to go with him. But her nature dictated that, after finding out that she was queen, she could not just turn her back on her responsibilities. It was what any decent person would do. So really it was no choice at all. After a short while the open fields worked their magic, soothing her troubled soul and erasing the line between her eyebrows. Finally something came into view. It was a spectacular sight, the castle, as if it were there from the creation of the earth. And ahead, lo and behold, the rest of their group was riding into the city. From this distance she could not recognize any of them, but she knew she would soon. It was good to have the final destination in sight. "Is that it?" Kayla asked, knowing full well that it was, but wanting to break the growing silence. She was not mad at him, but she would not directly admit that. Kayla decided to move on as if the small outbreak had never happened.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 28, 2008 21:03:16 GMT -5
Terion did not answer her until they were well within one hundred yards of the castle. He turned to her and simple stated, “Indeed.” Terion then continued to ride into the main gate of the castle with Kayla at his side. “Best to not tell them who you are just yet.” Terion cautioned and then dismounted from his horse, Terion going over and helping Kayla off her horse once again. As soon as he had turned around, several officers came up to Terion. “Sir, we recruited forty-two.” The first man said and Terion nodded his head and turned to the second, “There is a messenger from Briton here.” The man proclaimed and then the third man spoke, “There is an unidentified ship spotted off the coast. We presume it is Roman.” Terion sighed at the sound of Romans and he then turned to Kayla and back to several women that had come over to him. “Take her to the ladies court.” Terion stated and ladies bowed and went over to Kayla, doing whatever it was that women did to tend to one another. Terion had manly business to attend to. Terion walked with his generals towards the castle steps that led up into the throne room. Terion looked back at Kayla before he entered the building. There was no telling when he would see her again.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 28, 2008 22:22:56 GMT -5
Dismounting, Kayla could only look around at her surroundings. She pricked up her ears at the news the approaching men brought. A ship off the coast...messanger from Briton...men in the army. It was going to be a busy life, she deduced, being queen. But she would not take over Terion's job. Kayla would prefer to rule side by side. But that would come in time. For now she needed to learn, to observe. Entrusting Mist to one of the stable people, she allowed herself to be led off by the women. She didn't look back at Terion. That would only raise questions. There were no doubt enough of those to begin with. The women did not speak to her, for they did not know her and were a bit suspicious. Wearied from two day's travel and a nearly sleepless night, Kayla followed them without question, wondering what would happen next.
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