[IC] Medieval Kingdom

[Kira Chan]

Irena half glared at him "Wise words sir" she said and shrugged off the pain, transforming hurt more than a cut to her shoulder. She came at him again this time she went low with one dager and high with the other. She cut behind his knee and saw a trickle of blood on her dager. "You should never underestimate your enemy, either" she said in a knowing tone .

[Nightwing95]

Steffan blocked the upper hit and gried to sidestep the second, yet the blade reached a bit of his leg, the pinching pain of the small cut conforming it.

Sidestepping behind Irena, he swang down the flat of his own sword to strike her bottom. "I woukd be careful with those Knives Your Grace. I don't think you wish to scar your your King, do you?" he said in a playful tone.

[Kira Chan]

A small sqeek left her lips, in surprise to the swat, she turned and dropped her daggers, she leans forward and gives steffan a soft kiss. "Surrender now and ye shall not feel the sting of another blow" she said in a soft tone she only used with him. In one swift motion her daggers were back in her hands. "Although we could retire a while and go out to the town, i do miss our walks"

[Nightwing95]

"Surrender...and seem like a weak King? Never..." he said with conviction as he returned her kiss, before returning to his battle stance, the tip of the sword pointed forward.

"I still have the meeting with the High Council. Are you trying to pull me awau from my Royal duties my Queen?" He asked as he circled Irena, redying himself for another attack.

[Kira Chan]

Irena smiled innocently and jumped backword pointing her daggers at him "Guilty, my king" she said the words with a hint of jelousy in her voice. She circled in the same way he did not letting him out of her sight. "The council meetings are always a bore, just trying to keep you to myself, i guess im selfish" her voice ringing with sweetness but her stance had said other wise.

[Nightwing95]

Steffans opening moves were just little tests, quick jabs and easy thrusts while his legs arced around Irena to avoid any attack from her knives.

"I will not disagree with you...but tge tolic I will be discussing today is of great importance. I shall order my Lords to begin a Kingdom wide Witch Hunt."

[Kira Chan]

His statement caught her off gaurd and she thrust her daggers down and they stuck out from the ground "You.. want to find the witch responsible for cursing me?" She asked and went over to him taking hold of his sword and easily having him drop it. "I know of her location"

[Nightwing95]

"You....know where she is?" Steffan asked, once again surprised by the revelations if his wife "But, I don't understand. If you knew of her whereabouts why didn't you do something? You could have send a company of knights to arrest her."

[Kira Chan]

Irena sighed "shes already here in the dungen, she speaks in the native language of witches, nobody understands her" irena said somberly looking into his loving eyes. She looked away "I've sent messages out to people for help but... no answer yet" her voice trembling

[Nightwing95]

Steffan held his wife close, unable to believe the events that unfolded before his very eyes. The thrice-damned witch was their prisoner, yet his beloved Queen was forced to carry the Curse.

"No...I cannot accept this. I shall threaten her...have her tortured,even. Anything to have you released from this curse."

[Kira Chan]

The queen loved that steffan was so loving towards her when others seemed afraid and anxious, he would always love her no matter what "i don't mean to hinder you, but soon it will be a full moon again" she didn't want to be. A burden but soon her dragon would take over again and she will have to remember every kill, scream and pain. She withdrew a deep breath "please steffan" she murmured unable to keep her tears from spilling from her long lashes

[Nightwing95]

"No...please don't think about it..." Steffan tried to calm her by taking her into his loving embrace while giving her a passionate kiss. He hated that witch for giving such a pain to his beloved, bit now, he would give enough love to Irena to forget about it. At least for the time being...

[Kira Chan]

Oh how she adored to be cradled by steffan, his loving arms around her protecting her from the evilness of the world. She just let the memories fade and had love surround her instead. She shook with a soft sob "i love you so much, my king, my steffan" his name rolled off her tounge like a sweet candied dish.

[Nightwing95]

Steffan didn't give any answer. He just allowed his actions to speak for him. His lips opened and his tongue reached for hers. The hand that had been at her waist was still there while his other hand reached to run through the golden hair she wore so well.

"God...I must seem so desperate to woo you my Queen." he said with a playful chuckle after seperating.

[Kira Chan]

She just had her head in his chest not wanting to move or speak, she just embraced him tighter feeling him move about. "As desperate as i am" she cooed and took his hand in hers as if she wanted to dance "please forgive me, for i am not myself today" she said tenderly and peered into his wonderous eyes that had her convinced she was truely loved

[Nightwing95]

"I have to agree...for I am not myself either." He said lovingly as he raised her chin with his fingers in order to gaze into her eyes "Just how can I place a few petty meetings with troublesome Lords over my beloved Irena?" he said, and then a new rain of kissing and heavy petting showered Irena.

[Kira Chan]

Irena smiled and giggled at his shower of kisses and love, she adored the attention and also hoped that he wouldn't get in trouble for missing such an improtant meeting "Naughty king" she teases pulling him in for a lavish kiss, she snaked her tounge in his mouth and then licked her lips. "I'd like for you to stay but.. i don't want you in trouble" she said concerned about the last time he'd miss a meeting. The council had taken away his strength for a month, he could barely hold a sword she didn't want him to suffer like that again

[Nightwing95]

"Miss the meeting...why not push it back for later?" he said with a smile that someone could easily call mischievous.

Steffan reached an arm under Irenas's legs and another under her shoulders before rising her from the floor she was standing. Adorned in his studded leather jerkin and holding his wife he must have looked a sight and her in all. "Shall we retreat to our Chambers my beloved?"

[Kira Chan]

Quite a sly man, he knew just what she heeded like he read her mind "I'd say this is the perfect time for agood cudde session" she said her voice saying more than it seemed a blushh appeared on her cheeks and a smile that told many scerets.

[Nightwing95]

(Should leave these two to their royal duties ;) and timeskip to later?)