[IC] Medieval Kingdom

[Nightwing95]

Steffan was thankful to parially take heed to Helgas instructions. Before arriving in his chambers, he had a young squire strip him of his armor, not wishing the feel of cold metal being the first thing his wife touched after all this time of seperation.

"As my Queen commands..." The King inquired as he lifted her cheek with his finger, gazing into her eyes for a moment before capturing her lips in a passionate kiss, pouring all the love she missed these weeks into it.

[Kira Chan]

She held him tightly the kiss had her heart pound loudly "I love you" she said she looked away, her eyes turned red and looked into the mirror untill her eyes were back to the dark blue they normally were "I have so much to tell you" she said and took his hand and lead him to the bed she curled up on it an waited for him to do the same. her smile was warming she patted the bed beside her and awaited for him

[Nightwing95]

Steffan nearly protested when she broke the kiss, but the proclamation of her love made for it in advance. He then moved down on her neck, trailing her soft flesh with kisses whike she looked away.

When she led him to bed, talking about 'so much to tell him', he was caught by surprised. What else coukd a Queen doing except of sewing with her handmaidens, or trying new expensive dresses? Could it be something to do with the rumours he heard...?

"Then tell me my love..." the King said joining her on the bed "I am all ears, for you."

[Kira Chan]

She curled up to him and rested her head on his shoulder "What do you think about dragons?... other than the obvious" she said twirling her hair in her fingers, she looked into his eyes and saw her own, she smiled at him her bug blue eyes had a hint of saddness He probably would litterally kill me she thought to herself feeling a bit odd in a way. it had been only about a year since he left and so many things took place here.. Would he hate her if she told him about any of the secrets she held within, they had been together for nearly 5 years.. If he truely loved her he would look past all her misdeeds and continue loving her. "They have been in my intrest for quite some time"

[Nightwing95]

Steffan cocked an eyebrow at her question, obviously being the last thing he expected. Perhaps his wife found time to go through tge various books concerning Monsters and Creatures during his long absence.

"Dragons...? Well, they are huge and strong creatures my love. The span of their wings can cover a whole two, while their fire-breath is capable of burning entire armies into nothing..." he said as he caressed her blonde hesd "But it is those gifts that make them mostly dangerous. They are mindless monsters, animals, bend only to their instincts of death and destruction."

[Kira Chan]

His words stung her a bit and a few tear cascaded down her face she crawled on to his lap and let him cradle her like a child "You remeber a while ago when that witch was givin me the stink eye snd she spoke in a different language?... She...She" Irena was overtaken by sobs and soft whineing noises. She just wanted to be held and conforted

[Nightwing95]

Steffan just couldn't understand what was happening now. The one moment they were talking about Dragons, and now...she was crying? When she spoke about the incident with the Witch, his heart was overtaken by anger, thinking that the evil magic user was responsible for his wife's pain. And he wasn't really far off......

"What did she do...?" he asked Irena as he took her into his loving embrace, kissing the top of her golden hair "I swear I will kill that daughter of the devil if she dared to hurt you."

[Kira Chan]

Irena breathed heavily "She cursed me..." she hiccups a sob and looks into the kings eyes fear was shown and saddness "Like a werewolf at the light of the next full moon i become..." Another sob hiccups out and she stares into the kings eyes again "A dragon... The witch put a spell on the town so i wouldnt.. Ki- Kill anyone...The next town over suffers me, Im afraid... you hate me.. I dont know what i'd do without you Steffan" she said and layed her head on his shoulder letting a few tears slip from her eyes

[Nightwing95]

"Irena...you don't..." Steffan was absolutely dumbfounded by this revelation, to the point that he couldn't believe the words that came out of his Queen's mouth. Could she really be what she said...a dragon. A winged monster that feasted in human flesh?

"this cannot be...it must be a joke. A jape you invented to amuse me is it not?" he said with last bits of hope.

[Kira Chan]

She sat up and stared into his eyes a bit confused herself "Do i honestly look as if i am joking?" she said feeling her anger rise, Irena wasn't one to get mad but his words annoyed her "I wish it was just a meer jape" she murmmured she looked to his face and hoped he wouldnt have her arested or put to death because of what happened to her weeks ago. "Please, dont hate me" she said seeing no good in trying to explain it to him

[Nightwing95]

Steffan stood up from their bed, a thoughtful look on his features. Of course this was not a joke, Irena was not a liar, especially when it was about something serious as that. He ran a hand through his auburn hair. He returned with rumors of the Beast that terrorized hie people to find out that he married the said beast.

"The people...of the other village. Did you kill them Irena?" he calmly asked.

[Kira Chan]

She looked up at him "No, I only ate the livestock" she murmured and turned away from him, He hated her she could tell "Please, the beast takes over my mind.. i cannot control it" she said teary eyed. She told him the truth but she felt so guilty about it her mind was frazzled and she must have looked pathetic sobbing over the death of meer livestock but what if next time she ate people, she would never forgive herself. She reached out a hand to Steffan and repetely said "Please, dont hate me, Im sorry, Please dont hate me" her eyes filled with tears again

[Nightwing95]

Steffan just couldn't believe what was happening. He returned to his Kingdom with promises of destroying any Dark Creature that threatened the safety of his people and the first one was within his own bedchaimbers. What she could do? Chain her and burn her? Perhaps he could do that....but would it be the wise choice? And most importantly...could he do it?

In the end, he took his choice.

"Please...don't cry..." the King said as he took her outreached hand "I cannot stand seen you crying." He knew he might seem weak at that moment, but Irena was not a sacrifice he was willing to make.

[Kira Chan]

Irena's trembling body slowly began to stop she couldnt look him in he eye at this point " Will you stay with me tonight?" she asked in a shakey voice her tears seemed to have paused, But the emotion upon her face made it clear she was truly shamed about her actions. The guilt lied way down deep it burned her to see the king this way she should have waited to tell him but she couldnt hold it in any longer. "I do hope you still love me..." she said and turned away from him and laid in the bed emotionally exausted and quite tiered from the recent events.

[Nightwing95]

Steffan layed near his eife, taking her into his strong hands. He thought he would hate her for what she was, a part of him ecen wanted to. But he never could. The only thing that remained now was to fight for her, reverse what happened and save her.

"I will stay with you tonight..." he said softly as he caressed her back "And for every night that follows."

[Kira Chan]

She leaned into his touch and sighed as he toched her "Do you still love me?" she said her voice more calm now but it was edgey like she felt a bit distant from him but yet so close. her eyes drifted close and she fell asleep befor she could hear his awnser.

[Nightwing95]

Steffan kept caressing his Queen, until her eyes closed, from how tired she was no doubt. He then promised to himself, that he would find a way to save her. No matter the cost.

"I love you...I cannot do anything else." he said once she fell asleep, kissing her forehead softly, before following her into deep slumber.

(Timeskip to morning?)

[Kira Chan]

Irena awoke to the sight of steffan peacfully sleeping, She kissed his nose and smild sheepishly her arms stretched out and she let out a soft yawn. Without waking him up she carefully gets out of bed and dresses in tight brownish pants and a floral print shirt. She was going to find Isiah he promised to teach her how to fight proplerly. She quietly left the room and shut the door. She planned for the maids to cook a larg bountiful breakfast and to tell her when it was finished so she could sneek back into her room with a plate full of the kings favorite foods.

[Drakeonis]

Isaiah awoke at dawn as he always did this time was different however. He awoke groggy and sore from the fight yesterday and the wound on his shoulder stung like the bolt had found its way back in. He looked at the rather pitiful patchjob h e did on the wound; the product of an unfocused mind. A mind frazzled by pain and recent events that was was impeding him in everything he did. Rising to his feet he looked at his pathetic damaged armor and sighed, leaving it where it hung. He instead threw on his black "casual" wear that he almost never wore, and made sure to be careful against his shoulder. As he reached for his sword, he noticed that the ribbon was still fastly secured around his wrist.and smiled a bit, feeling stronger upon seeing it still there. Once he was ready and exited his room and heading to the raining area. With the king now back he was sure the day would be busy.so he might as well get some personal time in now.

[HikikomoriMoxy]

Lorelai had gone to bed and awakened to her sword still leaning on her nightstand. Once the maids knew she was awake, the water basin was filled and thus began the tasking of cleaning. Now fresh, she was put into a light blue gown. For breakfast she was given some kind of poached bird and vegetables. Next was tutoring.

Her tutor, Sir Fredrick came for her however she made off, saying that she had prior engagements. It was starting to feel like a normal day. After fetching her sabre and fastening onto her belt, she walked down the hall and to the garden where she intended to get a few hour of practice before her tutor sought her out once more. It was warm for it to be so early but there was a nice breeze. Lorelai began practicing her parrying and lunging, as if fighting an invisible adversary.