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Post by Kayla on Mar 5, 2008 15:18:25 GMT -5
Her eyes glinted a bright green as he spoke of finding out the history behind her family. "Would you?" she asked excitedly. Though phrased as a question, it was more of an acceptance. If only she could at least find out some history, some important figures, what they did, how they lived. For tonight that would be enough. At least she would have somewhere to start. She would not rest in the following days until she had read the current laws and the histories. By knowing one's past one can act on the future, one wise village man was fond of saying. And what better time to apply that then now? Standing, anxious to get on to the library, Kayla found that she didn't have any room to move. Terion was rather in the way at the moment. "Umm, sorry," she murmured as she bumped into him. Perhaps it was better to just sit until he moved and showed her where to go.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 6, 2008 16:08:24 GMT -5
Terion had guessed that Kayla would wish to learn about her family, but he had not predicted that she would be this eager. Well, Terion was not going to turn her down because her mind was set on finding out about her parents and it would matter if he wrote a degree that told her to wait, there was no way she was going to listen. So, Terion smiled and beckoned for her to follow him to the library. She probably didn’t know where it was yet, and that was understandable. Her view of the palace had not been extensive because of the events earlier. Terion walked through the torch lit corridors of the palace. He kept a good pace so not to get run over by Kayla who was eager to get to the library. It wasn’t long before their arrived and Terion turned to her before he opened the door, “There are a lot of old things in here, so, and shall we try not to break anything.” Terion said and turned back around and opened the door. He took a torch from the wall and lit two of the either side of the door on the inside and the room illuminated, showing many olds things, not just scrolls and books.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 6, 2008 19:42:24 GMT -5
Of course Kayla was eager to know of her family. She had spent eighteen years not knowing anything about them. Her mind thirsted for learning; it always had. Books were scarce in the small village, but she had read every one. Reading came easily to her. Her footsteps shadowing his, Kayla followed Terion to the library. On the way she got a better chance to observe the castle - her new home. It was expansive, that was for sure, and she resolved to soon figure out the passages and halls. It would not do to get lost in one's home. As the torches were lit, Kayla was impressed with the task she wished to undertake. There seemed to be parchment and books everywhere. It would take months to read all this. Fortunately she had Terion. "Which book is the right one?" she asked, her green eyes gazing with awe at the collection.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 8, 2008 1:27:30 GMT -5
Kayla stood in awe of the library for a moment before she turned to him and requested one of the books about her family. However, Terion honestly had no idea where to begin or which books were hers. It was by luck that he had stumbled upon the book her had found of her family in the first place and the ring happened to be with it. Terion didn’t even find that book in the library. So, as to where all the scrolls and manuscripts having to do with Kayla’s lineage, Terion was at a loss. “I am not really sure my dear.” Terion replied, taking a look at a few scrolls that were next to him. He turned to Kayla, “I never really learned the organization of this room or if it is organized at all.” Terion pondered, walking over to a shelf, running his fingers of the scrolls, “We will just have to look around until we find something. Understand…it may take some time. Of course, you have waited eighteen years, a few hours or so would not bother you I should hope.” Terion mused as he began the search.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 8, 2008 21:00:04 GMT -5
With a small sigh, Kayla began to riffle through the pages of books. The dust, after a while, clouded the air, making it hazy and dim. There truly wasn't any organization that she could see here. Sometimes scrolls of a certain time period would be stacked together, but then on the other side of the room would be more of them. It looked as if people just came in, found what they wanted, and left it wherever they wished. Although the country seemed to be in good shape, Terion was obviously not a small detail person. Kayla put 'organize the library' on her mental checklist. Maybe someone living in Dublin would be willing to do the job. She would pay whoever it was, of course. Perhaps an older lady with grown children, one who was lonely. Kayla was sure they had at least one spare room to host such a person temporarily. And perhaps she and the lady would become great friends, and it would be like having a mother again. The lady would give her advice and comfort her when things went wrong, and Kayla would bring her special treats and they would spend time together here, laughing over tales of old. And maybe the lady would even have a cat or two! Something fluffy and warm that would sit on your lap and purr most pleasantly when petted. Kayla had always longed for a pet of some kind, but a pet would not be a good idea around food. Lost in her reminiscence, Kayla realized that she had not been paying attention to the task at hand. She didn't remember what the last five books were about at all. Oh bother. This was going to be a long job.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 9, 2008 22:56:07 GMT -5
Terion was searching with Kayla, but he was not as eager and as vigorously searching as she was, as to be expected. Terion, after the first hour or so became bored with the whole process of reading a book and then finding another and reading that one as well. This was not a good thing for Kayla because when Terion got bored he did…odd things. Perhaps Kayla had already seen one of his most awkwardly odd actions when he kissed her so there was not too much more that he could do that would surprise her. He was beginning to become a bit jittery and he wanted to do something besides read the entire time. He wanted to do something with Kayla because at the moment she was simply intoxicating. He had no idea what the maids had down with her hair but whatever they had done was enough to turn him on, the rest of her just encouraged his mind. There were quite a few occurrences when Terion simply looked up from his reading and stared at Kayla in awe. He would make sure that none of these glances were noticed. He was glancing over another book and he came across something that looked like it belonged to her family. He opened it and walked over to Kayla, “I found something of your family.” Terion proclaimed but with a mischievous smile on his face…. what was he possibly thinking of now?
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Post by Kayla on Mar 9, 2008 23:01:05 GMT -5
In the middle of a particularly uninteresting scroll of a concensus taken a few decades ago, Kayla registered Terion's voice. He had found something! Finally, after all this time there was something to show. She had no idea how long they had been in there. Such was the thing about books; when reading you lost a sense of time. And there were no windows here to judge by the outside when it was. All in all it was rather secluded from the outside world. Her head snapped up, green eyes sparkling with excitement. "What is it? What did you find?" she asked. Her voice brimmed with eager curiosity. Hurridly she went around the table, coming closer to him. "What is it?" she repeated, looking at him questioningly. Her hand twisted the ring on her finger as she tried to think of what it would be. A book? An artifact? Whatever it was, she hoped Terion would not keep her in suspense.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 9, 2008 23:07:16 GMT -5
Terion looked at Kayla with a smile. He had guessed that she would be this eager and it amused him that he was correct. She would probably be quite eager to see what was in the scroll. Terion smiled and turned around and read a bit more of it. Apparently there was something about her family tree and where she came from and apparently it gave the names of her parents and grand parents and farther back in her history. He looked over his shoulder to make sure that she wasn’t peeking and then turned around, rolling the scroll up and placing it behind his back. “Well it is quite interesting actually.” Terion was still bored and he needed something to do, Kayla was the only person he could play with at the moment. Sometimes he was a boy and still liked to play and have fun. The boyish spark in his eyes had returned a bit and his features looked less stressed, “But you have to do something for me.” Terion said with another mischievous smile.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 9, 2008 23:11:50 GMT -5
The scroll he was holding intruigued her. He knew this and began to aggravate her by refusing to show it to her. And his little ploy worked. "Terion," she pleaded, "let me see. It's my family, after all, and I need to know!" She tried to see what it was but only caught a glimpse of various words arranged in a pattern. A family tree then. That made her want to see it more. It would help if she could at least know what her real parents names were, or figure out if she was named after someone. But the now-boyish Terion would not let her. Coming around the table, she attempted to reach for the scroll, saying, "Just let me have it! I don't need to earn it then!"
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 9, 2008 23:20:56 GMT -5
Terion smiled at her impatience and he knew that he could hold this over her. He wasn't going to just give the scroll to her because that would simply be too easy and he didn't want to make everything easy for her. He looked at her and moved his hand to her arm and pulled away from her so that she was no longer mauling him. He then looked at her for a moment and looked into her eyes, just wondering what he should do with this new power. "Just answer me one question." Terion asked. He took a step closer to her, "When i kissed you," he paused, "Did you feel anything besides my lips?" Terion asked, hoping for a serious answer.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 9, 2008 23:28:17 GMT -5
As she had expected he did not surrender the scroll easily. Instead he pulled her away, his hand firm yet gentle on her arm. She did not resist, for she knew at this point it would be futile. In matters of pure strength he had the upper hand. His eyes drilled into hers, pinning her to the spot as he spoke. He came closer and a queer feeling arose in her stomach, a fluttering nervousness. All her past experience dictated that she had better back away. But with his hand on her arm, she could not. A strange question to ask. What did she feel? "I don't know," she said softly after a time, "I wouldn't know what to feel at that." She did not feel like admitting that she had felt invigorated and strangely alive during his kisses, a bit lost in them. What was he looking for? At this point she was certain that he would figure out a way to kiss her again. His mind had no doubt been on it for a while now that they were alone.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 9, 2008 23:38:44 GMT -5
Terion listened intently to Kayla’s answer, wondering what she felt when he kissed her. He wondered if she felt alive, if she felt at all passionate and if she wanted more. Those were what Terion felt and he, as well as Kayla, kept those emotions and words to himself for the moment. He let his hand fall from her arm and he put the scroll down on the table once she had finish speaking. He backed away slightly and then turned to face her again. He opened his mouth to say something but didn’t speak. Then he turned to her and moved to her, moving his arms to her waist, drawing himself a bit closer to him. This was going to throw her for a loop. “May I kiss you again?” Terion asked, “Just, just to see what we feel?” Terion asked. It would be a new thing for her. He was asking her instead of just doing it. There was respect that came with that, but still the whole concept of control and furthermore, a bit more maturity. Terion did change when he was in the castle.
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Post by Kayla on Mar 10, 2008 12:04:58 GMT -5
Kayla's eyes darted to the scroll as soon as he put it down. Could she grab it while he was not looking? But then he moved close to her again. His presence against hers was strangely unnerving and made her feel unusually fluttery inside. His arms were gentle and strong around her slim waist, drawing her to him as he stepped closer. She could feel his warmth and strength, smell his manly scent, and his eyes pinned her to the spot with their pleading softness. She could not speak, only gaze at him, her breathing light and slow in this timeless moment. Kayla couldn't believe that he was asking that. Normally he just took. But instead of saying no, she found herself nodding a wordless 'yes'. She did not know what had made her do that, but she was committed now.
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Post by Terion, King of Ireland on Mar 11, 2008 1:08:13 GMT -5
Terion studied her features, his eyes looking into hers as Kayla deliberated on his request. His hands remained on her waist, moving up and down just a bit, holding her close to him, his body pressing against hers, his lips automatically moving a bit closer to hers and she had not yet given him an answer. Then she nodded her head and let out a simple and light yes. It was almost like she couldn’t breath enough to let out her response. Either way, Terion smiled as she had decided to let him kiss her. He leaned down and placed his lips against hers, his lips pressing a bit harder as he moved his right hand up around her body and to the back of her head, pulling her closer to him. He knew that he enjoyed her kisses. He knew what he felt when he kissed her. He knew the passion, the liveliness, the breathlessness, the excitement and the tingling that went through his entire body. He hoped that Kayla received the same sort of pleasure and sensations and emotions that he did when he kissed her. Terion, after a few uncountable moments, pulled away from her, keeping his forehead pressed against hers, looking into her eyes. He didn’t need to ask her the question, his eyes asked for him. What did she feel?
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Post by Kayla on Mar 11, 2008 9:37:25 GMT -5
Closing her eyes and tipping her head back, Kayla let him kiss her. His lips were warm and gentle against hers, sending an electric shock down her spine. Her hands went up around his neck, pulling him down to her, pressing her lips against his. Though she denied it the rest of the time, Kayla loved his kisses, so invigorating and sweet. Her lips thirsted for his kisses, her mind for his nearness, his intense looks her way with those bright blue eyes. Far too soon he drew away, yet he was still near enough that she could sense his beating heart, smell his manly scent, feel his arms around hers. His blue eyes pleaded with her green ones, wondering, asking. She did not reply, her lips still tingling from the previous kiss. Instead she pulled him closer, pulling his lips to hers in a honeyed kiss.
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