Hopeless Warriors

Hopeless Warriors

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She was a sanctioned knight, he a mysterious stranger; two unlikely allies joined forces to protect the Dragomir line. But what happens when their loyalties are tested, when one moonlight battle alters the young warriors lives indefinitely? Long ago and miles away, there was a young princess, orphaned in a time of war. She was called upon to lead the armies of her kingdom, for there was no other. She was the fiercest of warriors, beloved of her people, unstoppable on the battle field. She rode out day after day and saved her subjects in battle after battle. But every night, when the fighting was done, she was alone. Until one day, a peasant boy came looking to join her army, looking lonely and angry and fierce as she. For the first time, she found that when she rode out into the field to save others, there was someone at her side...who had come to save her too.

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Chapter One

RPOVA storm was bubbling in the sunset, a mix of charcoals, pinks, and golds. The heavy rain tended to make others restless, but not me. It was a sign of new beginnings, the sins of yesterday washed away leaving a new path yet to be conquered. As I sat on my perch at the edge of the woods, I wondered what new adventures waited on the other side of that storm.A cool gust of wind whipped through my loose hair and my legs dangled carelessly over the edge of the cliffside as I inhaled the watery scent in the air. I leaned my hands back against the sturdy rocks under me and tilted my head to admire the oncoming clouds. As the faint signs of thunder neared I let out a defiant howl, the clashing sounds of my cries and the beating drum of the storm echoing through the small ravine.I waited for the last remnants of my shouts to dull down before finally standing up. The sun was quickly ending its descent and I knew it was time for me to head back. I normally dreaded this part of the night, w

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59 Chapters

Chapter One

RPOVA storm was bubbling in the sunset, a mix of charcoals, pinks, and golds. The heavy rain tended to make others restless, but not me. It was a sign of new beginnings, the sins of yesterday washed away leaving a new path yet to be conquered. As I sat on my perch at the edge of the woods, I wondered what new adventures waited on the other side of that storm.A cool gust of wind whipped through my loose hair and my legs dangled carelessly over the edge of the cliffside as I inhaled the watery scent in the air. I leaned my hands back against the sturdy rocks under me and tilted my head to admire the oncoming clouds. As the faint signs of thunder neared I let out a defiant howl, the clashing sounds of my cries and the beating drum of the storm echoing through the small ravine.I waited for the last remnants of my shouts to dull down before finally standing up. The sun was quickly ending its descent and I knew it was time for me to head back. I normally dreaded this part of the night, w
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Chapter Two

As I changed out of my heavy dress and into more practical clothing, I traced the sigil on my custom tunic, a gift from Rhea back when I was still training to be a Guardian. I had come home frustrated the day before because my skirt kept getting in the way during hand-to-hand combat. I had sulked in my room all night and didn't even bother coming out for dinner—a very rare occurrence for me. The next day that tunic and a slim pair of trousers were waiting at the foot of my bed with a note from Rhea that read: Show them what you are made of. And I did.Not long after, we were all in a horrific accident while out on an excursion and we never saw them again. Lissa had taken it extremely hard. So much so, that I was worried she would never recover. During the sleepless nights at her bedside watching over her, I promised over and over, to myself—and to Rhea—that I would keep her safe. From that moment on she would always come first and I would do what it took to make sure no harm ever came
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Chapter Three

RPOVThe world was a blur, armored figures without faces were surrounded by a light haze. I walked by them, hoping to finally find someone I recognized, but each was the same. Nameless faces and faceless names that would soon be forgotten. I touched a few of their metallic shoulders as they passed me, hoping to spark some kind of familiarity, but they continued strolling by without even a glance in my direction.The crowd grew and I found myself in the middle, feeling trapped amongst the stark warriors. When suddenly, I spotted a gap in the masses where a tall figure stood unmoving between them. I walked closer to it, roughly pushing through the slow-moving hoard of troops and trying my best to keep my sights fixed on where the statuesque figure remained. The closer I got, the sharper the image became. His face was still blurred, like the others, but his eyes...Those eyes.Their deep brown gaze was glued to me, reading me piece by piece. I finally made my way to stand right in front
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Chapter Four

Natalie Dashkov was Victor's daughter and only heir. She had grown up alongside the Dragomirs and had become an unofficial cousin to us. She was exceptionally bright, well-spoken, and extremely persuasive. That girl could write the book on ways of getting what you want. Since Victor was acting Warden of St. Vlad's Valley it was his duty to stay behind with Lissa and me, leaving Natalie to act as his representative at official court meetings, a rather fitting role for her actually."Sounds like a blast," I replied sarcastically. "Sorry to miss it, but I have to start training today.""Well, if you're so sorry then maybe you should take my place at the meeting and I'll take yours down at the camp."I paused mid-bite into a large hunk of bread, wide-eyed at her response. She looked at me seriously for a moment before we both burst out laughing, the image of her in a silk gown surrounded by mud and men nearly sending me out of my seat. When my laughing finally subsided, I looked over to t
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Chapter Five

The first few days of training were...interesting to say the least. After my long, yet necessary, speech I had sent Eddie to go out and look for Guardian Belikov. Granted, I had been late to my fair share of trainings in the past, but there was no way in hell I would let my troops in on that minor detail, or would I tolerate it at camp. I had to establish my authority and if I let them get away with stunts like this on the first day, they would walk all over me.After finding out from a couple of the other men where Belikov was posted up, Eddie made his way over to his tent and brought him up to the training grounds. Walking up, it was hard to believe this was the same man from the night before. Without his hood, I could finally see him clearly and was somewhat surprised by his appearance. His dark hair was shoulder length—not a common fashion amongst warriors—his beard was scruffy and untamed, and his broad shoulders that looked like they could have carried the entire weight of the c
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Chapter Six

Eventually, Eddie came searching for me, despite the risk of being on the receiving end of my fury."Hey Rose, there you are. I've been looking all over for you."I was perched at a nearby stream, listening to the sloshing water as I tried to calm my nerves. I didn't bother turning around as Eddie approached so he took it upon himself to plop down next to me."I heard what happened at the sparring station.""Let me guess, Mason couldn't wait to tell you how I flipped out," I sneered."No. Well, I mean yeah Mason told me. But I also heard it from Murray, Alto, a couple guys on the wall—" I let out a loud groan interrupting his rambling and dropped my face into my hands. "Why are you so bothered? I heard it was badass.""It was not badass, Eddie. It was stupid and impulsive. Something the old Rose would do.""What's so wrong with the old Rose? From what I remember, she used to be fun," Eddie nudged my shoulder, jostling my head out of my hands so I was forced to finally look at him."No
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Chapter Seven

"Long ago, and miles away, there was a young princess, orphaned in a time of war. She was called upon to lead the armies of her kingdom, for there was no other. She was the fiercest of warriors, beloved of her people, unstoppable on the field. She rode out day after day and saved her subjects in battle after battle.But every night, when the fighting was done, she was alone. Until one day, a peasant boy came looking to join her army. Lonely and angry and fierce as she. For the first time, she found that when she strode out onto the field to save others, there was someone at her side...who had come to save her."Chapter 1RPOVSong: Past Lives by BORNS, That Sea The Gambler by Gregory Alan IsakovA storm was bubbling in the sunset, a mix of charcoals, pinks, and golds. The heavy rain tended to make others restless, but not me. It was a sign of new beginnings, the sins of yesterday washed away leaving a new path yet to be conquered. As I sat on my perch at the edge of the woods, I wonde
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Chapter Eight

RPOVSong: Elephants by WarpaintThe world was a blur, armored figures without faces were surrounded by a light haze. I walked by them, hoping to finally find someone I recognized, but each was the same. Nameless faces and faceless names that would soon be forgotten. I touched a few of their metallic shoulders as they passed me, hoping to spark some kind of familiarity, but they continued strolling by without even a glance in my direction.The crowd grew and I found myself in the middle, feeling trapped amongst the stark warriors. When suddenly, I spotted a gap in the masses where a tall figure stood unmoving between them. I walked closer to it, roughly pushing through the slow-moving hoard of troops and trying my best to keep my sights fixed on where the statuesque figure remained. The closer I got, the sharper the image became. His face was still blurred, like the others, but his eyes...Those eyes.Their deep brown gaze was glued to me, reading me piece by piece. I finally made my
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Chapter Nine

RPOVSongs: THISKIDSNOTALRIGHT by AWOLNATION, Wednesday Night Melody by BleachedThe first few days of training were...interesting to say the least. After my long, yet necessary, speech I had sent Eddie to go out and look for Guardian Belikov. Granted, I had been late to my fair share of trainings in the past, but there was no way in hell I would let my troops in on that minor detail, or would I tolerate it at camp. I had to establish my authority and if I let them get away with stunts like this on the first day, they would walk all over me.After finding out from a couple of the other men where Belikov was posted up, Eddie made his way over to his tent and brought him up to the training grounds. Walking up, it was hard to believe this was the same man from the night before. Without his hood, I could finally see him clearly and was somewhat surprised by his appearance. His dark hair was shoulder length—not a common fashion amongst warriors—his beard was scruffy and untamed, and his br
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Chapter Ten

RPOVSongs: Pagan Polska OMINA, Behind a Wall by Blood Red Shoes,Now, don't get me wrong. I knew better than most the need to let off some steam and unwind, and what better way to do so than at the bottom of a fresh pint of ale. I had willingly turned a blind eye to those sneaking in some booze at camp and would allow the occasional night out, but this was a blatant disregard of the camp rules. Not only were the men out well-passed curfew, but they were completely sloshed with a full schedule of training waiting for them tomorrow. These rules were not only set in place for them, but I knew how rowdy they could get and had standards established to keep drunken Dhampir from wreaking too much havoc on the local businesses at all hours of the morning. Spotting the slightly worried look on the barkeep's face told me that I had been right in doing so.I walked over to the bar, not making my presence known yet to sniff out the situation. A somewhat grateful look appeared on Old John's face
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