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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 12, 2008 23:40:04 GMT -5
Terion looked down at Kayla as she looked into his eyes and she began to see something in her eyes and he smiled as she told him that she had already made a decision. He guessed what that decision was and he was glad that she had chosen to come along with him. He hoped that was the decision that she had made because it was suite him and make him very happy. I ran his left hand through her bangs and put a loose strand of her hair down behind her ear as he looked at her, "You have already made a decision?" Terion asked. He wanted to hear her say that she was coming with him. He wanted to make sure, he wanted to be positive. "Can you give me any indication, or maybe tell me what it is?" Terion asked very gently and kissing her forehead again, his hands running up and down her back down as he pulled her up into his lap, sitting her close to him.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 12, 2008 23:45:55 GMT -5
Kayla may have been willing to go with him, but she would not let him get what he wanted so easily. For that reason she stood up, sliding out of his lap, and looked down at him. "You shall hear like everyone else," she said, a small smile playing about her lips. And then she left, walking down the stairs slowly. She felt as if the air was suffocating as she came closer. Taking a deep breath and swallowing, she realized the immensity of what she was about to undertake. But she was the queen now, though she didn't really feel like it, and she would not just sit in a bakery and deny the responsibility. Her parents had raised her to do right by the world, and to not shirk from responsibility. So she stood there, looking lovingly at the two who had raised her. They looked at her, then at each other, tears in Ariana's eyes. Somehow they knew. Their Kayla had to go. It was time to let her go. No words were spoken, but both embraced her as their only daughter. It was for the best, but it didn't make it any less difficult for everyone.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 13, 2008 0:01:07 GMT -5
Terion watched as Kayla pulled herself up and stood to her feet and Terion did the same. Terion looked at her for a moment, trying to figure out what was going on her in head. He liked to know just what she was thinking. He still wanted to kiss her, at least one more time. He wanted her embrace and to hold her in his arms. He didn't know why, he just longed for her. She had a playful smile on her face as she spoke. She then ran downstairs and Terion followed after her. He didn't know what her intentions were or what she was going to do with this new found power. He walked down and looked around for Kayla once again. He was pretty sure that she had chosen to come with him and become the queen of Ireland.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 13, 2008 12:51:17 GMT -5
After a few tearful moments, Ariana came to the realization that her only daughter was, in fact, leaving. She was soon bustling about, talking in a rapid manner, all a-flutter that Kayla was leaving. "Oh, my dear, my dear, if I had known when I woke up this morning you would be leavin' me! We must pack for you! You need food, and get all your clothes, dear, upstairs, bring them down. I have a bag here for you; I'll take care of you sure enough. Oh Kayla, you have to go tonight, don't you?" Ariana said, finally stopping and looking at the young woman before her. "I suppose so, Ma, the king must get back to his men," Kayla explained a bit sorrowfully. She would have loved to stay one more night. One more time sleeping in her bed, one more time waking up to the sun through her window. One more day. But it was not to be. "I'll go change," she murmured a bit sorrowfully, leaving her parents downstairs, packing frantically. Passing by Terion, she climbed the stairs and went to her room once more. Standing in front of the closet, she tried to decide which dress to change into. There was no way she would wear her nice green dress on the road. It was all so overwhelming!
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 13, 2008 13:02:43 GMT -5
Terion had just found Kayla when she passed him again and headed up the stairs. He could see the looks on her parent's faces. Terion sighed and shook his head and ran his hands through his hair. He walked out to the room where Gemello and Ariana were standing looking at him. "She can stay the night here. I wouldn't want to travel in this kind of darkness. There is not a moon to guide me. I can find my men. Kayla is a fast rider, i already know that." Terion said in reference to the day where he had chased her. "I will tell her." Terion said and turned and went back upstairs to where Kayla was standing in front of her closet. He sighed and walked up behind her, "Go spend some time with your parents. We will leave in the morning." Terion said calmly, gently putting his hands on her shoulders as he spoke.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 13, 2008 13:09:22 GMT -5
At this revalation Ariana calmed down a bit, stopping her frantic hustle around the kitchen. Gemello dipped his head in a bow. "Thank you, my king; it means much to us." He watched as the young man went upstairs to tell Kayla. He was a good man, the king. Hopefully he would be good for Kayla. Gemello knew that she loved a good adventure. But it would be so sad to no longer have her in their house. Sighing, he sat down heavily. Well, it was bound to happen sooner or later. Kayla was looking through her sparse wardrobe when Terion's gentle hands rested on her slender shoulders, his voice soothing in her ears. Turning, Kayla gazed up at him thankfully. "Are you sure?" she asked, green eyes filled with hope, "I mean...your men - you wanted to go with them." It would be nice to stay one more night, but if he had to leave, she supposed she could manage to say goodbye.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 13, 2008 13:14:34 GMT -5
Terion knew that Kayla's parents would be appreciative that Kayla could stay one more night with them before she left. Terion knew what it was like to loose a family member or someone that you loved. Terion could have given them a week or a month and they would still not really ever be able to let Kayla go. That was what love was. Love was something that lasted forever and it meant that every parting was sorrowful and yet...seemingly full of hope for the next time they met. Terion ran his hands up and down her arms a bit as she spoke, nodding his head, "Well, i have a reason to stay." Terion whispered and kiss her gently on the lips again before he whispered, "Now go, be with your parents. Embrace them again, long and hard for tomorrow you will leave." Terion requested as he beckoned for her to go.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 13, 2008 19:51:37 GMT -5
Smiling softly at Terion, Kayla left the room, going down to her parents. They talked all night, reminiscing and just being happy with each other. It was a night Kayla would always remember. She promised to come visit them when she could, and they tearfully nodded their heads, promising to come visit her as well. But alas, their time together was not to last. Finally it was too late to stay awake. It was time to go to bed. She realized it was the last time she would go to bed in her own bed. "Terion, I hope you don't mind sleeping on the couch," Kayla said with a yawn. Ariana shook her head, bustling over. "No no Kayla, the king shouldn't sleep on the couch! We'll put him...somewhere else!" she fretted. The couch was no place for a king.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 13, 2008 20:04:12 GMT -5
Terion remained in Kayla's room while Kayla stayed with her parents and spoke with them until she came up, ready to go to sleep. Terion met her about half way down the stairs. He nodded when she said that he was going to have stay on the couch. He had slept many places in his life, a couch would be one of the better ones. Then he heard Ariana as she walked over towards him and told him that a couch was simply no place for a king. "I assure you that it is alright." Terion said, "You have no extra beds and i don't want to put a queen out of her bed." Terion said with a smile at Ariana, "And surely not my kind guests." Terion concluded, looking around for a moment, "Um, where is the couch?" Terion asked as he looked back at Ariana and back and forth between her and Kayla.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 13, 2008 20:09:52 GMT -5
Ariana humphed a bit, but finally accepted it. Still, she wished they hada guest room of some kind. "I'll show you," Kayla assented. Gemello and Ariana slowly climbed the stairs to their room, reluctant to leave their daughter, reluctant to go to sleep and wake knowing there would not be another night. But go they did. Kayla walked around Terion, showing him to a side room. It was a sitting room of sorts, and there was a couch as well as a small chair there. The large window beside the couch looked out over the moor. In the silvery moonlight it was a pale purple gray, misty and almost eerie in the night. But Kayla was used to 'her' landscape and thought it beautiful. "Here you go," she said softly, "do you need anything?" She looked at him softly as the moonlight streamed in, her green eyes large and luminous, the silvery light tracing her curls in stark contrast. Tomorrow she would be gone.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 13, 2008 20:17:28 GMT -5
Terion followed Kayla to the couch and once he saw it, he sat down on the couch and took a deep breath. He looked up at Kayla and smiled. She looked rather radiant in the moonlight, with her curls flowing down her shoulders, he beautiful eyes looking down into his. "Thank you, but i think i am alright." Terion said with a smile and then stood up after a moment and walked up to her and moved his hands up and down on her shoulders. He smiled at her again and kissed her forehead. " I will be fine. Perhaps a blanket." Terion requested as he sat back down on the couch. It was a comfortable couch and he would have no problem sleeping there tonight. He had a lot of things on his mind.
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Post by Kayla on Feb 14, 2008 12:57:44 GMT -5
Smiling softly again, Kayla went over to a small cupboard by the door. Kneeling, she pulled out a thick blanket. Nights in Ireland could be cold sometimes, and they were well stocked for winter. Handing it to the handsome king, she said, "I hope you sleep well. Thank you for letting me spend one more night here." She was truly thankful, for leaving without a proper goodbye would have been a traumatic and sorrowful thing for Kayla. At least this way she had time to prepare for her departure. It would still be hard, though. There was so much to digest. She didn't think she would sleep well tonight.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 14, 2008 23:51:34 GMT -5
Terion smiled and looked up at Kayla and took the blanket from her. It was a warm blanket and it would do well for him. He put it down on the couch for a moment and stood up to face Kayla when she spoke to him. “It is my pleasure and now I think that it is my honor to do what I can for you.” Terion said. He leaned forward and kissed her forehead gently and whispered, “You are queen now.” Terion paused, “You are going to have to get used to people doing things for you and wanting to help you. It is going to be a bit odd for you I am sure. Some people are going to want to be your friend and others are going to want to pretend to be your friend.” Terion warned, “But do not worry. I will be there with you to help you transition. You are going to need a true friend whether you want to need one or not. You will need help.” Terion concluded and then kissed her forehead again. “Now, you sleep on what has happened tonight. In the morning, come we will leave.” Terion concluded. He then went over and sat down on the couch, covering his blanket over him and lying down. He looked up at Kayla and smiled, “Goodnight Kayla, Queen of Ireland.”
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Post by Kayla on Feb 15, 2008 15:22:23 GMT -5
Queen of Ireland The words were so unfamiliar, and yet somehow they began to fit. Slowly she was accepting this bizarre reality, and slowly she was realizing what it would mean to be queen. The choice between staying and leaving was really no choice at all. Kayla may be stubborn, but she was kind and caring. She would never stay here for selfish reasons if she could run the country - her country - and help it. Bewildered and confused, she left him then, going upstairs. After undressing to a simple white cotton nightdress, she lay on the bed, arms folded behind her head, staring at the ceiling. There was so much she had to learn. How to rule kindly, how to deal with disputes, how to fight, and how to be the queen. Kayla had few worries about being able to tell who was friend and who was foe. Even from birth she had been blessed with a discerning temperment. Rarely did she judge wrongly on someone's character. But she decided that first she must get to wherever they were going. She must learn how to fight and rule fairly. That night Kayla got little sleep. And when dawn was no more than a cloudy gray on the horizon, Kayla finally rose and began to dress. Sleep would not come, so she would try no longer.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Feb 15, 2008 16:50:27 GMT -5
Terion had slept well on the couch. So much for that argument.....Terion rose when he felt the first warmth of the sun on his back and the first rays of sunlight struck his face. He opened his eyes and regained knowledge of his surroundings. He noted that his neck was a bit pulled but other than that he was just fine. He sat up on the couch and rubbed his eyes and then ran his hands through his long blond hair once, then twice to make sure nothing was knotted. He shook his head and stood up, walked over to a window. There was dew on the ground. He smiled. That meant that there wasn't going to be any rain that day. Terion turned back to where he had a slept and walked over and picked up his sword and his pouch of herbs from where he had put it the night before. He was ready for the day to continue and for him to reach his troops and introduce them to their new queen. Terion's thoughts were pretty clear by now as he had slept on what he needed to accomplish that day. He couldn't help but think that he was going to be interested by this woman.
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