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2024-10-29 19:42:56Orel left the bed yesterday night.
I don’t know how I knew of this but I knew it was true, I wondered what he left the bed for but I didn’t say anything as he kissed my nose this time and told me that I will meet him at noon so that we could spend time together and that what happened yesterday will not take place today since he had informed everybody in the camp of my status, then he ordered me back to sleep.
I slept with a smile because I was getting used to him, with his mood and attitude, normally if it was someone from my tribe trying to pull such a stunt on me by ordering me around, I would have retaliated and it would not have been nice but with Orel, he made me feel safe with his actions, like I was cherished and well-loved although I know better than to give my heart to anybody. Including my husband, my thinking would be warped and centered on him that I will not be able to make the
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Within the hour I saw Gwenn, I was back in my tent, lying on the bed and feeling sick. I would like to blame everything on my encounter with Gwenn but I knew it wasn’t that after all, she didn’t have that much power over me even though I wanted nothing more than try to take her head off.No, what was happening was all me, my body was reacting just like the way, my mother linage always react whenever their visions was trying to warn them of something. Not really like a vision but I could not explain it, after living all my life with this gift of sight, it still manages to leave me fumbling for words to describe what was going on. It was still related to the visions but this was more like a feeling or knowing, that something was going to happen and I had the power to change it if I wanted to.The feeling, I was getting was a bad one and I wanted to change it. I signed as my guard called for me from outside the tent, I
Legacy: One made out of blood. Fifteen
The night was not funny at all.A huge storm rolled in when me and Orel were already in bed and it was so bad that some tent were being ripped out of their location.Orel was called to help and for me not to be alone, Dyane was escorted to my tent where we both sat silently as we waited for the storms to be over, there was not much Orel could do at that moment other than to minimize the damage being done.The rebuilding will be done after the storm but that was not what plagued me. What plagued me was the fact that there were warriors caught out in the rain and they must be very weary, with a storm like this, not all would return. I had already started my mourning of them.“My lady, the warlord will be okay.” Dyane said when she noticed my tears.I shook my head as I answered her “You would not understand.”
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“Nothing.” Orel said confused.“You must have done something, since I am sure that you are the only one in the camp who can make her cry.“I didn’t do anything.” Orel said again as he moved away from his friend looked close to punching him, he approached me slowly and reached out to me as if I was a frightened little lamb. When I didn’t shy away from his touch. He gathered me into his laps as he petted me while more tears fell from my eyes.“What happened?” Orel asked my with his voice the gentlest I have ever heard it.“Nothing.” I replied as I made efforts to stop the tears from still flowing.“Then why are you crying.” Elison asked as Orel aimed a glare at him.“Because I am scared that I will lose Orel.” I sobbed as I wrapped my hands tightly, around Orel felling that this will be the last time that I will be able to touch him this way.“Why wil
Legacy: One made out of blood. Seventeen
The next day, I woke up with Orel still beside me in the bed. I was sore. I should have paid attention when he said that the next step of our relationship could start, what was I expecting? Wooing? I was already his wife. Still I was shocked that he was still beside me, normally he would have been gone since dawn. “Stop acting as if you are still sleeping wife.” Orel sleep filled voice said a moment before his hand dragged my body more closely to his.“I was not acting” I lied through my teeth, I was acting.“Today, we will bathe together this morning then have breakfast before joining others.” Orel said ignoring my earlier statement.“I should have known that the reason you remained behind was to drag me there and not for my company.” I grumbled as Orel smiled.“The reason why I remained behind is to spend time with you.” He said as his hand drifted to my butt before he grabbed it
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Twenty minutes later, I was standing in front of Gwenn in the training field holding my sword with my two hands, I would love nothing more than my twin’s swords but I have a feeling that Gwenn will laugh at me for been childish to liking that weapon with this among my arsenal.“Okay, what should I do?” I asked her as she gave me a grin that chilled me to my core.“Try and defend yourself against me.” Gwenn replied as she rushed at me with her sword. I gave a yelp as I quickly raised the sword to defend myself against her attack. When our swords met, a fiery of sparks flew off the sword ads I felt the vibrations from the force Gwenn used down my arms. My arms felt as if they are not mine. I pulled all my weight into the swords as I pushed towards her and I was rewarded with her stumbling backwards.She narrowed her gaze at me as she came at me again, this time swinging the swor
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OREL POV Gwenn matched into the tent with anger written all over her face. “What’s wrong?” Elison asked getting tensed at the fact that’s she was angry. I was tensed too, no matter how angry Gwenn makes me with her childish attitude, it doesn’t change the fact that I am used to always protecting her and keeping her happy.“Your wife doesn’t know about Warriors bonding with their blade. And I would not be surprised if she picked that sword that you showed me was hers because she is vain. She and the sword are not in accordance at all. She nearly split her skull open with her own sword.” Gwenn ranted as me and Elison settled in with the others as we waited for her to steam down. You do not interrupt her while she was in a mood, she might attack you just to pour her frustration out on you.“How can she be married to you for more than a week and have not noticed that you and your sword ar
Legacy: One made out of blood. Twenty
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Legacy: One made out of blood. Twenty one
I left the stables when it was close to noon to continue practicing on my target that was when I saw Elison besides it.“Go away.” I said in greeting to Elison who nodded.“Good morning to you too. I see that you are sharing the same amazing deposition with your husband.”“Then share in his not mine.” I growled at Elison who shook his head.“Both of you are angry, what happened.” Elison said as I paused in strapping on the scabbard to look at him in shock.“Orel is angry, what gave him the right to be.” I demanded.“I don’t know, that is why I want you to tell me.” Elison said as I shook my head.“I don’t know why he is angry.”“Then why are you angry.” He asked.“No reason that concerns you.” I said as the bitter taste came into my head again, I knew t
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It’s been two weeks since I killed the king of Erisea, two weeks of Orel taking control of the empire and putting Dariths in top positions, now it is time to go home… it would not be long before I would welcome my son into the world, I want to do that in the capital even with Estrid there, it was still the second place I know as home and more convenient than the warrior plains of Dar where Orel mainly spend his time, it was also close to winter.According to Orel, we will spend winter in the capital as the wild fields of Dar was not the best place to raise a new born child. This he told me when he started to talk to me again, after shaking me so hard that my teeth clattered together and then refusing to talk to me. He and Gwenn spent many last night together sharing each other pain and grief. I hoped that it made them feel better but I wasn’t too sure if anybody would ever feel better after losing their friend who was a part of their soul.
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Legacy: One made out of blood. Fifty seven
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OREL POVThemis never left my side, all through my healing process she has been always near me, and whenever I was awake she always sang to me. I never had any doubt that she loves but if I did, they have been put to rest. I have been hearing tidbits about what went on during my captivity but nobody will tell me anything even when I threatened to have them whipped, Dyane’s answer to that particular threat of mine was to laugh and say that Themis will do something worse if she did tell me, according to what has been going on, Themis refused to tell me the state of the camp or things that happened in my absence because she wanted me to be well rested before I learnt of anything that happened. She told me this five days after I have arrived at the camp and for the next two weeks after, it was what was repeated to me by the maids who helped Dyane with healing, those that brought food even my commanders repeated the same thing to me when I asked them, it feels
