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Post by Kayla on Feb 9, 2008 14:24:30 GMT -5
"Better dead then harassing us," Kayla commented dryly. Though she had never really interacted with the romans and as such had no real ill will towards them, she didn't like anyone who tried to kill her. Her face contorted in a wince as he touched her arm, rubbing some kind of cream on it. It helped the pain, she had to admit grudgingly. "How does a healer get to be a king?" Kayla asked skeptically. She was a little beyond fully doubting him. For the most part she accepted his title. But she didn't know his name, or how he got to be king of whatever he was king of. Hence, she didn't quite trust him. Kayla didn't really trust anyone unless they proved trustworthy. She began to calm down and her anger abated as he helped her. Maybe he wasn't so bad after all, as long as he wasn't trying to kiss her.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 9, 2008 22:07:02 GMT -5
Terion didn't honestly know how he had acquired the crown of Ireland. He was just the warrior of his tribe and he had been elected to be the ruler of Ireland. Perhaps it was because he had been a good speaker in the forums or because he was good with people. In any case, he didn't really know, all he knew was that he was the ruler of Ireland and he wasn't going to debate the fact. So he shrugged and answered her, "Its i get along with people i guess." Terion said, "My family name wasn't the reason. There is no one named Terion previously seated on the throne." Terion continued as he began to make a better sling for Kayla's arm, "I don't know, maybe they liked the way i spoke in the forums. I am king though, one way or another by someone's doing other than my own." Terion said and finished with her sling and stood up, holding her up with his arm and pulling her up to her feet with an exertion of strength.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 9, 2008 22:19:59 GMT -5
So Terion was his name. Terion...an interesting name. Well, she supposed she could believe that he was king. Though out here, out among the moors and forests, far from the cities, Kayla had no real king to guide her. Kings, in her mind, were to stay in cities and officiate their armies. This king was then most unusual to come out into the countryside like this. Pulled up, she staggered a bit and then stood firmly, nursing her arm and holding it close. "Apparently," she couldn't help but comment dryly, "no one bothered to consult me when considering your supposed 'people skills'." She would personally testify to the opposite. "Let's just get back to the village, okay? You go on your way and I go on with mine." Kayla had no desire to go with him to be a maid in waiting or anything else. She was happy where she was, with her parents and with the children. Kayla had never known anything else.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 9, 2008 22:26:51 GMT -5
Terion didn't really want her to go on her own way. She was interesting to him. She was stubborn and annoying at times and this was not a good thing, but she was interesting and she did weird things that kept Terion wanting to be near her. He didn't say anything in the regard of them going their separate ways. It would be a while before they reached the village and he hoped to convince her to come with him before they got there. He looked around for a second and then looked back at Kayla. "Alright....how do we get back to the village. You have gotten me lost in my own country." Terion said calmly as he went over to his horse and took her reigns, bringing the horse over to Kayla and beckoning for her to get on. However, before he did, he put his hand on her shoulder..." No running off this time..." He said seriously.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 9, 2008 22:34:12 GMT -5
Kayla's green eyes scrutinized the surroundings. Hmm...this forest was not one she normally travelled in. But still she was born with an innate sense of direction. A useful skill in the flat lands of Ireland, where one moor looked the same as the next sometimes. But Kayla knew the country she lived in. Mounting the horse with some difficulty, she got situated. Really she should have ridden sidesaddle. Ariana, her mother, would shriek in horror if she knew her daughter was riding astride like a man. But Kayla hated sidesaddle. It was uncomfortable. "No worries; I will stay. I want to get back to the village too," Kayla assured. Squeezing the horse with her thighs and clicking with her tongue, she urged the horse into a quick walk. His country...ha! It was just as much her country as his. King or no, he did not rule her.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 9, 2008 23:01:20 GMT -5
Technically he did ruler her, whether she wanted to believe that he did or not. It didn't really matter whether she thought she ruled him. He did. He didn't have her free will and he didn't want that. Terion just wanted her respect above everything else because that was what mattered in the end. Terion walked with the horse for a while as they tried to find their way towards a path or some sign of civilization or some sign of something. Terion looked around at his surroundings however he couldn't help but look up at Kayla every other second he could. Well, she was an attractive woman and so he didn't feel any wrong in looking at her. He couldn't help but think they had their roles reversed as he walked beside her and she was riding the horse. Oh well, he could use the exercise. "Tell me...was that your first kiss?" Terion asked randomly, wondering about the moment they had shared in the bakery.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 10, 2008 13:10:58 GMT -5
As they traveled through the forest, Kayla began to recognize things. She didn't quite let it on to Terion, for she enjoyed his dependence on a 'commoner' to get back. If it hadn't have been for her arm, she would have been tempted to purposefully take the scenic route. But she was more eager than the king to get home. Ma and Da must be worried sick about her. Not to mention the children. She had attempted to forget about that moment in the bakery, but then he brought it up. Her cheek color rose as she thought about it. What a bold question for this stranger to ask! Well, he was the king, so he was probably accustomed to being able to ask anything he liked. "You would like to think so, wouldn't you?" she replied cooly. It was, in fact, her first kiss, but only because the men in the village were too respectful, or fearful, of her to take kisses. Kayla hadn't really shown any interest in them. But then this young king had come along and done what no one had dared within ten minutes of knowing her. Aye, these were strange times.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 10, 2008 17:14:20 GMT -5
Terion wasn’t quite sure what to make of this Kayla. She was very witty and she was high-spirited and right now that spirit was not on his side at the moment. Terion was trying to think of how he could get her to at least speak to him with a half modest tone. Terion looked up at her as she answered his question and she didn’t really do a good job because it didn’t give him any insight as to whether or not she had kisses someone before. He figured that she meant to answer him and give him as little information as possible. Well that just made him wants to kiss her again for some reason. He didn’t know why, and he honestly didn’t care. All the boyish feelings in him when he was younger were returning to him and this was the first time he could really act on them. Terion looked up at Kayla and then moved himself to the back of the horse and swung up onto the horses back next to Kayla, “You know you should probably at least pretend to like me when you are around people. I don’t care out here, but my men aren’t going to like you being so…. snobby.” Terion said truthfully.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 10, 2008 17:23:57 GMT -5
"Snobby?" Kayla gasped incredulously as he swung up behind her. Kayla could be called stubborn, could be called free-spirited, impetuous, bold, and a bit sassy, but she was anything but snobby. And now she was a bit irritated. Although her Irish accent was fairly minimal, it got very thick when she was upset. "You are the one who rode into my village without so much as a 'how d'ya do' and almost killed one of my children! You didn't apologize or even seem the bit sorry that you did so, and then you had the gall to march in and kiss me in front of the whole village, all because you are the king! It is not I that is the snob here, King Terion!" With that she subsided into a huffy silence, mechanically guiding the horse through the trees. They would be out in a few minutes, and then there would be the moor and the village. "I do not pretend," Kayla added for good measure, "Ma says that pretendin' is just like a lie, and the good Lord himself doesn't stand for such. Like you or nae, I will not act contrary to how I feel just to save you face in front of your men. Would do them an' you good to see that not everyone bows and scrapes at your royal feet."
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 10, 2008 17:31:45 GMT -5
Wow, this woman had quite a temper tantrum, but Terion guessed that she had a right to have one, considering the fact that she had gone through a lot that day. Of course, most of her actions were self-inflicted after she stole his horse, but something told him that she wasn’t really going to care to talk about that. Usually when people got made they wouldn’t listen to reason and they couldn’t be detoured from their views by any manner of opinion or logical expression. Terion simply watched Kayla as she spoke her mind, listening to her speaks, half of him though, was watching her lips. He still had that urge, even as she was yelling at him. It was like he was a little kid again and had a crush on the village sweetheart or something. As she continued to speak he kept his eyes on her and then, right in the middle of the sentence he leaned in again with no prior warning and kissed her once more, this time his kiss was far more passionate and intoxicating that the previous two. He moved his arms to her waist and drew her closer to him, running one hand up to her head to turn it a bit so she could kiss him better.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 10, 2008 17:47:15 GMT -5
In the middle of a sentence Kayla found his lips against hers again. With them came fire and passion, sending chills up and down her spine. Head tilted back, her rosy lips pressed against his, her dark hair spilling across his chest in rippling cascades. Eyes closing, her dark lashes fluttered against her pink cheeks as he drew her closer, closer to himself. Despite herself she enjoyed that kiss, enjoyed this moment. No longer urged on, the slightly traumatized horse took the opportunity to stop and graze, for they had emerged at the edge of the forest and there was tall grass in bounty here. No longer moving, Kayla just kissed him, until finally she managed to pull her emotions together. Dipping her head and breaking the dangerous kiss, she took a few breaths. "What was that about?" she asked, keeping her green eyes away from his, trying to avoid his lips again. Her good hand encircled his as she tried to pull them off of her waist.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 10, 2008 17:57:15 GMT -5
Terion was mindful of everyone one of Kayla’s actions and he was aware of just how long she held onto the kiss before she finally was able to break away. Terion knew that enjoyed the kiss and some small part of her emotions permitted her to keep kissing him longer than just a second or so. If she didn’t want him to kiss her then she would pull away immediately, but because she didn’t Terion knew she wanted him to. It made him smile and when she pulled away, he made sure that he didn’t keep his head to far away from her; his lips were still close to hers because he moved his head down to keep them that way. She wasn’t looking at him, probably to hide a blush or something. She spoke to him, but she was no longer in a harsh tone, she was just being inquisitive. That was of no surprise to Terion. He smiled and whispered, “Something told me to kiss you.” He concluded and before she could say anything more he took her into another kiss, moving his head this time with to her so she didn’t have to strain herself. He moved his tongue over her lips a bit as he kissed her, just holding her lips against his. He wouldn’t break away. If Kayla wanted to break it, then she could, if not, he saw no reason to stop on his own.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 10, 2008 18:11:27 GMT -5
Before she could respond, Kayla found the king's - Terion's - lips against hers again. This time, for some reason, she didn't stop. His kiss was more intense every time, his lips more eager for hers. And strangely enough she liked it. He was a good kisser, and so she kissed him back. Kayla really couldn't help it. His voice tickling in her ear was strangely soothing, though a part of her still wanted to be upset with him for being so bold. But Kayla was bold too. And so she enjoyed this, his taking initiative. She tilted her head instinctively so as to kiss him better. A cool breeze wafted over the two, and the horse ignored them completely as it grazed, happy that the madness was over for now. This was dangerous, kissing the king like this. But Kayla liked to live with a little danger. It made life so much sweeter.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 10, 2008 19:01:06 GMT -5
Women had a thing for intrigue. They had a liking to anything that had to do with manipulation. Women liked it when a man took initiative and did things on his own. Women liked it when they didn't have to do anything and the man took control. Terion didn't have a problem with taking control and he liked it quite a bit. He kept kissing her, noting to himself that she was still kissing him and therefore she was obviously enjoying the kiss. For being someone that had never kissed anyone before she was doing quite a good job with it. She knew how to turn her head and move it so that it was easier to kiss each other. Terion moved both of his hands up to her head and pulled her closer, becoming a bit bolder, moving his tongue into her mouth a bit, moving it back and forth in an almost teasing manner as he continued. It was truly an intense moment and someone that didn't know the situation would claim that Terion and Kayla were long time lovers.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 10, 2008 19:57:10 GMT -5
Though Kayla had enjoyed the kissing, she wouldn't admit it out loud. And as he kept kissing her, he pulled her closer. His strong hands were on her face. They were gentle with her, though guiding, bringing her closer and kissing her more deeply. His boldness in moving his tongue into the previously simple kiss was a bit startling, however, and Kayla didn't like it. Yes, it was nice when men took initiative, but she didn't want him to feel he could do whatever he wanted. She let him kiss her, but nothing more. So as he tried to slip his tongue in, she pulled away, tossing her head and breaking his hold on her face. Leaning forwards as she did so, she kicked the horse in the side. With a snort the horse broke into a quick trot for a few paces, then back into a walk. The way Kayla figured it, it would be harder for Terion to kiss her if they were moving. Reins in one hand, she guided them all the way out of the forest. They began to make their way down a grassy knoll. The small village was visible on the horizon; nothing but a few dark splotches in an otherwise green landscape.
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