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Changing Tides

When he couldn't find her, he became frustrated, he would get back at her later. Right now however, he had strong urges and three serving girls came around ther corner, he quickly had them brought to his chambers. Soon after their screams of agony and pleasure could be heard throughout the entire tower.

Draykon meanwhile was waiting at the house, he needed news, his minor injuries had fully healed by this time, and much of the gash was healed as well. He could still tell that he wasn't ready to face his father, but what he really wanted was to see Brenna again, during this time she had served him faithfully, she had shown remarkable kindness, and appreciation for what was being done for her at the tower, and dare he say it he felt affection for her, whether she felt the same way he doubted it, she probably only saw him still as some slave master. As he waited he dicided to start working on his physical therapy. Starting by taking off his shirt he started his stretches, his side still ached, and the stitches pulled at him, but every day he could feel his original flexibility coming back. After his stretches he started on some light weights, pushing himself he could feel his strength rapidly returning, but it was exhausting. Eventually looking to the window he started getting worried, Brenna should have gotten here by now, he decided to wait just a little longer and see what happened.
 
The screams floated up through the tower, and Brenna slowly came out of her hiding place. The little neko hurried past his chambers, her tail fluffing up and her ears flattening when a servant who she knew to be working for Draykon pointed her out. She shook her head. "H-He found me, he just told me to come to him tomorrow." Her puffy tail twitched nervously. The servant looked at her suspiciously. "Don't bother him. He's made his decision," she said.

She hurried down to the kitchen and quickly ate before she went to the stables. She saddled up Crystal and rode quickly, the horse going faster than before. She had gotten used to the galloping speeds, and she was soon at the house. She dropped the reins before Crystal even stopped, and hurried inside. She smiled with relief when she saw Draykon doing his physical therapy. "I'm sorry," she said apologetically. "I had to wait longer until your father cooled down, and I got in trouble with a servant." She smiled at him, taking a look at the gash. "It's healing nicely. Once your muscles repair, you'll be good as new."

As she helped him with his physical therapy, she told him all about what was happening. She told him the king had gone home, that his father was getting antsier to use her. She told him where she hid, and that he couldn't find her, but he was going to get her. "I'm not sure if it's safe to come anymore. If he happens to go down to the stables and he notices Crystal gone, or if a stable boy rats me out, then he'll go searching, and he'll find us."
 
He listened to her report and made a decision. "It's the duty of a ruler to protect those under his rule. It's a sacred exchange between servant and ruler. My father has only used power for the sake of power, whether or not I'm ready he must be stopped." With that he went and picked up the massive blade he had used just after his injury. Still favoring his side a bit he went through the motions of a swordsman and was able to go through them without too much pain. "It's time Brenna for me to return home, and end his days." Turning to Brenna on impulse he gave her a soft kiss on the lips. Then he walked out ignoring any protests, he got up on Crystal and rode her at a slow walk to the tower. As he went past homes, and merchant stands people filled out behind him, showing their support in the only way they knew. Once at the castle he called out to his father "Father! I hereby challenge you to a duel to the death, no armor, no allies, just you, me, and the reaper of souls. You're tyrrany over my people now ends, the suffering you have caused will end, and your life will end."

Coming out of the tower upon witnessing his son still alive his vase vissably drained of all color. "How?"

Draykon merely smiled and jumped off of Crystal, drawing his sword he entered into a fighting stance. His father tried to back away, to retreat into the tower, but found the massive doors had been closed from the inside. Facing his son he seemed more like a frightened deer, than a terrible monster. "You father, have always enjoyed harming those who couldn't defend themselves, and that's why you fear me now. You sent me to die on numerous occasions and every time I returned better, stronger than when I left. Today I shall end this dance of ours, no longer will others suffer because of your schemes." Returning to Crystal he pulled out a simple long sword and threw it onto the ground at the mans feet.

"Please son, show mercy on me, I promise I will do anything." He trembled, Draykon on the other hand merely showed disgust on his face "I have drawn my blade father, it must taste blood before I sheath it. I will have no other sacrifice but your own. I made this sword to one day taste your blood, and only yours, it's a wicked blade, fitting for a wicked man." Suddenly he winced from his side, it was a quick one, but his father saw it plain as day, and rapidly picked up his sword and attacked Draykon on his injured side.

Suddenly the duel was begun, and Draykon was being pushed back, giving ground trying to maneuver his father to his stronger side, but he would have none of it. Bothe were masters of the blade, but in his prime it was obvious that Draykon would have been the better swordsman. His father however fought smart, conserving his energy, waring Draykon down, waiting for his moment to strike. Suddenly Draykons defense faltered and his father pushed forward with an over head strike. In that moment Draykons fatigue was gone, his sword was there to deflect the blow, but then Draykon twisted his wrist, and the hook of the blade caught his fathers sword. Driving the heavier sword down, he forced his fathers sword to the ground, sliding up he smashed his elbow into his fathers nose breaking it audibly. Distracted by the blood flow, and the pain, Draykon twisted, releasing his sword from his fathers, swinging it around the hook caught his neck and the sword moved to decapitate him. The headless body dropped to the ground, a pool of blood draining from it, with the battle won, Draykon colapsed from his injuries. Luckily not ripping open the wound in his side.

Turning to Brenna he said "I am afraid I can not free you yet, but consider yourself no longer a slave, merely a guest here. You will not need to worry about anyone ravishing you against your will any longer, I will have a spare room set up for you if you wish it."
 
Brenna ran after him as soon as he was up. "Draykon!" she cried, grabbing onto his arm when he hopped up on the horse. "You're not ready! You're going to get yourself killed! And then where will you leave me?" She could see that she wasn't going to convince him. The neko sighed and jumped up on the horse, gently holding onto his cloak so she wouldn't hurt him.

She looked up into the tower, seeing Draykon's father's face. The girl shifted on the horse to draw Crystal away, carefully avoiding coming too close. She didn't wish to be a victim of foul play. She watched as Draykon and his father began to fight it out. Draykon was wearing down, but he was still the better swordsman. Without mercy, he soon had his father's head severed. Brenna squealed in surprise, jumping off the horse and running over to him. She wrapped her arms around him, before quickly drawing back. "Are you okay? Are you hurt? Please let me look a your gash!" She kept fussing with him, trying to lead him up to the tower. She couldn't believe that the man was dead. She couldn't wait to tell the female servants of the victory. She was sure there would be several waiting right behind the door, offering themselves up to alleviate Draykon's father's anger. Brenna smiled victoriously. She was so happy to be freed. She could only hope one of his father's allies didn't take revenge, that his will didn't cover her. Since she was his property, what happened to her was held within his will; it wasn't Draykon's jurisdiction anymore, whether he was alive or not. "I'm still a slave," she said quietly. "I'm your father's property, and whatever instructions he left will tell what is supposed to happen to me."
 
Pleasantly surprised by her worry he let her take him to the tower. Upon entering the servants rejoiced at his victory, they cried out in joy, and started getting the tower into order, based on how they knew Draykon liked it. Draykon with the help of Brenna walked up to his fathers study, entering he turned and locked the door. Going to a large desk in the center of the rook he sat down, and started rummaging through it untill he found his father's will.

Opening it her read it out loud "To whomever is reading this, congratulations you damned bastard, If you are the first to read this I give everything I own to you. My posetions, my titles, and my breeding stock. If this is my son reading this, one final thing I shall give you. I know how much you hate slavery, how it destroys the fire in a bitch, and guess what you sack of shit. You can't free any of my slaves. They are all yours, but you can't free them, even in death I shall never let you free them, enjoy."

Draykon when finished reading it, closed his eyes for a moment, then abruptly he got up, went over to the hearth, and threw it in. Lighting it he burned the will making sure nothing of it remained. "I'm sorry Brenna, I never forsaw this happening, I never guessed that my father would act so soon against me, and I'm sorry I can't free you. Maybe with the kings aid we could, but the other nobles would rebell, thinking him soft." He hung his head down in shame and stood there, he had truly meant to free Brenna, but even in death his father's only goal was to spite him in everything he did.

"We should rest, we have much we need to do and little to do it in. I will however, find a way to make this up to you Brenna, of this I know I can do, and will do."
 
Brenna helped Draykon up to his father's study. She knew where he wanted to go, and she made sure he made it there safely. He really needed to rest, but she knew he wanted to know if he could free her or not. She walked into the man's study, cringing even though she knew he wasn't going to come out and hurt her. She watched Draykon as he rummaged through his father's things to find the will.

She bit her lip nervously and waited as he began to read the will. It sounded just like his father to write in such a tone. She heard that she was to be passed on to Draykon... But then she heard the instructions to Draykon. She looked down at her feet sadly. She was scared of what she was becoming here. She knew there were more servants loyal to Draykon's father, and she was terrified this will was a phony, that she was to be passed on to some other nobleman. She bit her lip and waited, looking up at him as he burned the will. She brushed her hair back and nodded.

"Rest sounds nice. I need some sleep." She hoped they could find some way out, before she managed to fall in love with her Master. She liked him enough now. She didn't want to increase that. She sighed and took his hand, leading him out and down to his bedroom, which was still relatively untouched, except the clothes that had been brought for her had been taken away, except for a few things she'd hidden beneath the floorboards. She settled him down on the bed and crawled up next to him shyly. "I haven't slept in here since you were taken away. I was scared that it was too easy a place to find me."
 
"You're right, my father would have looked here first for you, since it probably would have been the safest place you had while I was here." He said tiredly, then he wrapped an arm protectively around Brenna. "I think I have a way I can make up for my failure to free you, how would you like I take you home and we settle your problems with you're cousin right?"

Then he fell asleep exhausted from the days events.
 
Brenna sighed and nuzzled against him, liking the warmth he provided. She shut her eyes and shook her head. "I wish it were that easy," she murmured. She had probably been labelled as a whore, or she would be if she went back. Her cousin didn't want to lose the inheritance he'd gotten. She was considered dead. She sighed and nuzzled up against her Master, purring ever so quietly as she slowly fell asleep.

When she woke up, it was morning. She opened her eyes and smiled, smelling Draykon's familiar scent still enveloping her. She purred and nuzzled up against him, head-butting his chin. She knew he'd be sore and tired, but she was so happy he was here, and that she didn't have to live in fear of his father anymore. She still didn't feel entirely safe, and she was afraid she'd been left to some other noble in another will. She sighed and gently kissed Draykon on the cheek. "You awake?" she murmured. She wanted him to wake up. She'd rather have him here to alleviate her fears and worries. "It's morning."
 
Draykon woke slowly squeezing Brenna gently to reasure her that he wasn't going anywhere. "Do not worry Brenna, my father was a skilled swordsman, torturer, a cruel man, and an ass as a father. The one thing he wasn't was a liar when it came to documents. His philocephy was that there was never a reason to forge something, it's better to work to make the real thing. It makes you a better man, warrior, and impossible for others to criticize you. Besides ast the current lord here, and true inheritor of the titles, all that he had belongs to me anyways. The only say he has in his will is what I can do with some of his property, and if some noble comes to take you, I will defend you." He said, then kissed her lightly on the head.

Moving his hand he started to gently stroke her back, and continued speaking "Now, as to your cousin, if he's like every other pathetic asurper there's probably somone running the show behind the scenes. The brains, or the brawn that eged him on, and probably was the one to set up the situation where you were abducted and take to the slave markets. It's most likely somone close to him personally, or physically, somone with an ability to control him, and would also control your estate through him. To just show up you would most likely be ridiculed, and insulted to destroy any credability and claim to the estate. As a result we need to make you untouchable. There are only two ways that I can see that happening, the first being that we show up married, with the idea being that I freed you and we married. The second and probably more unasailable and believable being that although you are still a slave and I your master, but that we are bothe vassals of the my king trying to start up diplomatic negotiations for some trade or some other thing. The second would be easier, because it will be well documented, I can get the king to agree to this, and to insult you, he would insult me, and through me the king. It's your choice, what we do ultimately, but it will be some time still before we can actually go. I still need time to finish recovering."
 
Brenna smiled as he stroked her back. She purred quietly, shutting her eyes and turning her ears toward his voice. She liked the sound of his soothing voice. She sighed a little in relief when he said his father wouldn't forge the document. She didn't think it matched his personality, but it was a little relieving to have someone say that she was safe from the hands of other nobles who would use her how Draykon's father had planned to.

When he turned the conversation to her cousin, she sighed and nuzzled up against him, her small, delicate body pressing up against his warm body. She frowned and nodded. She hadn't really thought about that. Her cousin was a pretty strong personality, but she didn't think he would have gotten help. She hadn't thought of that. Who would that be? She frowned and sighed, listening to Draykon as he suggested the options. Marriage, or slavery. She sighed and nodded a little. "We'll figure things out when we get there," she said quietly. She opened her eyes and stroked his head, looking up at him.

"Should we get up?" she asked quietly. She nuzzled against him and purred quietly. She hoped none of the servants turned on them. It would be a whole new problem if they did.
 
Draykon could feel himself stirring, she was so beautiful, he needed to get up before she noticed, he didn't want to worry her. The experience with his father had made her nervous. Getting up quickly he faced away from her "You're right, we should get up and get moving, we have much to do such as find those loyal to my father. Then find out whether or not their still loyal. I want to give them the chance to join us, if not, I will send them somewhere that they won't be a problem."

He got up and started to move to the dresser to get a change of clothes. He noticed that his father had removed most of her clothing "Why don't we head into town to find something nice to replace the clothes you lost. Maybe we can also find some jewelry as well, knowing my father he would have sold most anything that had any emotional and personal value that either of us had, he just hadn't gotten around to selling my things. Who knows, maybe we'll find some of your things when shopping."
 
Brenna nodded and reluctantly climbed out of the warmth of the bed. She put on one of the conservative dresses she'd hidden in the floorboards. If she hadn't hidden things, she would've lost everything. She smoothed out the red dress with gold trim, nodding and smiling quietly. "Alright," she said quietly. She sighed and brushed her red hair back, feeling her ears twitch. She was still a little jittery about being close to someone, since the last time she'd been held close, it had been so his father could paralyze her.

She smiled at the suggestion of shopping. "Sure," she said. She made a happy purring sound. She looked out the window and sighed. "When will Crystal be imprinted?" she asked curiously. She smiled and looked over at him once he was done getting dressed. "Shall we go, I guess?" she asked. Her tail twitched as she thought for a moment. "Your father knew a lot about how my body works."
 
When he saw her he thought she was beautiful and could feel himself stirring again, but he took a deep breath and calmed down. When under control he spoke "Crystal is one of the younger ones in my stock, her breed is rare here, and I am one of a very few number of people able to successfully breed and train them. She's a fine horse, and smart I was thinking of keeping her permanently here, but if will be a couple of weeks still before I will start the process of having her imprint on someone."

He could tell she was uncomfertable about how well his father knew her body and decided it was time to explain. "My father was a skilled swordsman, as such he has been tought, and trained himself to view a person in their entirety. Their movments, habits, everything and as such he can often tell what a person will do based on so much as a twitch of say an eye. However, there are a great many types of people, and in a fight there isn't a lot of time to observe your oponent. So he spent years with physicians, acupuncturists, people who knew the body. Due to this he knew a great deal about the body, where pressure points generally are, nerve clusters, places that most people have even beings who aren't entirely human. As long as they have similar body structure as a human, then they generally have the same nerve clusters, pressure points, weaknesses as my father would say. He often used such points to give pleasure and pain, eventually conditioning woman to enjoy pain. It's also one of the few things he ever tought me. Not much enjoyment in beating on somone who can't at least put up some fight. Even now looking at you with my knowledge of animals can guess pleasure points, and pain centers. None of which I will use without your permission of course, of that you have no worry. I may have many of the same skills as my father, but I am not him, I am not a monster who treats woman like simple tools to be used and thrown away!" The last part he said with great anger.

Calming down once more he spoke softly "I'm sorry for the outburst." Then waited for her to finish getting ready and to follow him to the stables.
 
Brenna frowned and nodded as he explained how his father had known how exactly to paralyze her, and where her pleasure centers were. She sighed and ran a hand through her hair, touching her ears lightly. She was glad she didn't have to worry about that man anymore, unless he came back from the dead somehow. Draykon seemed to have done that, but he hadn't been decapitated.

When he was ready, she followed after him. "He used a pressure point or something to paralyze me when he first tried to take me," she said. When he picked out a horse she climbed on with him. "He snuck up behind me while I was distracted and paralyzed me, then took off my dress and tied me to a chair." She bit her lip. "And when I was late, he was searching for me. He wanted to breed me, to take my purity."
 
"Yes," he said softly "It's a nerve cluster, nearly all bipedal creatures have it, when hit just right and twisted the nerves send a shock response to the brain. An overriding command that freezes the nerves and muscles throughout the entire body, causing instant and immediate, but short term paralysis. It has to do with control and power, for somone to lose the will to move, to be at the mercy of another being, without even the possibility to defend ones self. That is the easiest, and quickest way to break somone. For most women just the simple act can be debilitating, but to then sexually assault a woman soon afterwards, to rape a woman after doing such an act. I have found such women my father had done that too to lose all their will. Their spark for life is gone forever, they become empty husks, only the strongest willed women tend to have any life left, but their views on the person to do such a thing become skewed. They in short worship him, because in their eyes he can do anything he wants, make them become anything he wants. He becomes a god to them as we are probably viewed as gods to ants. Such is what happened to my mother, my father never knew, but I saw what he did, she worshiped him, and didn't even fight as he strangeled her while fucking her for the third time. I will never let a man have that sort of power over another human being, especially a woman. As to what happened to you I'm sorry, I wasn't strong enough to protect you, I will become stronger, I will protect you no matter what cost I have to suffer. As your master, as a man, and hopefully as somone you can care about, of this I swear."

Promptly after reaching his conclusion they reached the markets, Draykon found a stable to stable ther horse and lifted Brenna off. Ignoring the closest shops he took her to some of the less frequented ones, but these had the most glorious and varried gowns. "Why don't we start here to begin with."
 
Brenna listened to him, frowning and nodding. She wondered what would have happened if she truly had bent to his father's will, if he had gone just one step further and raped her. Would she be like she was now? She knew she'd feared his father because of what he'd almost done, terrified that she would be unable to stop him. She had avoided him like the plague, and when he'd called for her, she'd run. She shook her head when he apologized. "You couldn't help that. Your father was a smart man, and he knew what he was doing, clearly." She sighed and brushed her hair back out of her face. Her ears twitched a little as the sounds of the market grew closer. She smiled at Draykon, her tail twitching. She let him lift her off the horse, even though she could get down herself. She sighed and followed after him, her eyes settling on the beautiful gowns, which reminded her of the clothes she had at her home. She sighed, her fingers running over the soft silks and embroideries. She smiled at the softness. "What about these?" she asked.
 
He meandered around the shop looking at all of the various clothing for men and women. Looking around he noticed her interest in the gowns made of softer matierals "do you prefer those because of the designs to them, or would you prefer something else made of the same marerial, remember we're here for you, whatever you want I will get it for you. Do not worry about the price this is a simple gift."
 
Brenna smiled, feeling the material between her fingers. Her ears twitched slightly, and she bit her lip quietly as she tried to decide what she wanted. She eyed the design on the dress, sighing a little. "I like both. I like the design, and the material." She smiled hopefully. This one was more elegant. She wanted some simpler clothes to wear around the tower as well. Simple, but still elegant, so she still felt like she was of high status, like at home. Home... It hardly seemed like home anymore. She didn't know if it ever would be again. She looked up at Draykon. "I don't want to spend all your money." She didn't know how much wealth he had compared to how much she would have had. She smiled at him. "Besides, I don't need that much. Just enough to get by."
 
Draykon smiled and called over the owner of the owner of the shop. He took her aside and spoke to her in hushed tones, suddenly she looked over to Brenna and smiled, then said something to Draykon that he seemed to dislike and started arguing with her. Then sudenly the woman came over and in a soft almost tuneful voice said "the first two gowns of your choice are yours, and I will be giving you a discount on any that you like as well. Don't worry about the money, it's the least I could do for somone that Lord Draykon holds in high esteem." Then walked away.

When Brenna had made her choices, Draykon went to pay the owner, making sure to buy everything that she had shown an interest in. Many of the gowns could really in his opinion be used for a variety of reasons, but he wanted to make sure that she would have everything she needed, and so bought up the clothes she seemed to like, even if she didn't seem to get truly excited. After all, with all of the businesses, and this little budding land he had more money than he knew what to do with. He certainly wasn't going to spend it, his tastes were more simple. Looking over at Brenna waiting for him to finish up he sighed and admitted to himself that his tastes almost went to only simple things. When he had finished paying, and provided a large tip to the shop owner he ordered the clothes to be sent to the tower and wen to Brenna "now how about we get you some nice jewelry."
 
Brenna watched as the owner of the shop and Draykon seemed to argue over the dress. She looked around at other dresses, glancing over at them occasionally. She wasn't sure what Draykon was so angry about. Was the shop owner loyal to his father? She sighed and looked down at her feet as she waited. When the shop owner came back over, Brenna nodded her thanks, her ears twitching. Her emerald eyes followed the woman as she walked off again.

Brenna picked out a couple of more elegant dresses and several simple ones, reassured by the idea of a discount. She didn't want Draykon to spend too much money on her. She let Draykon pay for them, watching as he gave the woman quite a bit of money for the gowns. She smiled up at him and followed him out, nodding. "What were you two arguing about?" she asked curiously. "Before you say you weren't arguing, it sounded pretty angry to me." She smiled and nodded at the prospect of jewelry. "You're spoiling me."
 
"Why would I lie about arguing with the shop owner? As to what we were arguing about it's actually rather simple, but something I felt uncomfertable with. I was willing to pay full price, and felt that I should pay the full price for the gowns, but she insisted that I recieve a discount. I believe that one should pay for the services they recieve no matter who they are. As to you being spoiled, of course, this whole thing here is to spoil you. I want you to feel special, and safe here with me." He said smiling.

He then wrapped an arm around her waist and walked towards another store. This one with a wide assortment of jewelry, in different designs, styles, and inset with different stones. As they entered an elderly man came up to them, and in a wheezing voice "How may I help you, what are you looking for exactly." At his question Draykon stepped back and let Brenna take the lead "ask her, this is a gift for her, and I don't have the best taste in jewelry."
 
Brenna sighed and shook her head, smiling at him. She crossed her arms and ran a hand through her hair, feeling the collar still wrapped around her neck. She frowned slightly at the mention of spoiling her. She sighed and watched him. She really did feel safe with him. He hadn't hardly touched her, and he was so kind to her. She just had to make sure nothing happened. She had to help him and find those loyal to his father, who didn't think he was a capable ruler.

When he wrapped an arm around her and led her to a jewelry store, she smiled and began to look around, her eyes going to the elderly man when he approached them. She smiled at the man happily and put her finger to her lips, her ears twitching when she looked around at what was available. "What necklaces do you have?" she asked quietly. She hadn't really realized just how quiet she'd been recently. Maybe it was from the fear of being found, of being raped. She'd stayed quiet so his father wouldn't be drawn to her when she spoke.
 
The old man turned to her and looked closely at her "let's just see what I have." and motioned for her to come and follow him

Upon following him they found themselves in a back room with a host of necklaces on display. There were simple necklaces on silver or gold chains with small diamonds, crystals, rubies, and saphires. Others were more ornate with designs such as animals and leaves in gold or silver, with trimmings in the opposite, and inset with combinations of diamonds, crystals, rubies, and saphires usually also in ornate designs such as stars, flowers, or in the shape of the moon and sun. One had an interweaving design to the chain subtly changing from gold to silver and back again leading into the middle piece where the chain merged subtly to a medallion in the design of yin-yang, where instead of two small circles of what and dark at apposing sides there was a ruby, and saphire. "I'm sure we can find something that fits your likes, even if you don't see something, just describe it and we can make it for you." said the old man back to Brenna.

"Remember Brenna, this is a gift, don't get caught up in the price, just either pick a necklace, or submit a design and I will gladly pay the price." Draykon said to Brenna while standing behind her.
 
Brenna smiled as she looked at the display. They were all so beautiful. They reminded her of jewelry at home, likely sold to give her cousin even more money. She sighed and looked over the ornate jewelry, the beautiful jewels and gems. She contemplated it for a few minutes before she chose the yin yang necklace. She liked the design and the image. She smiled up at Draykon. "What else will we do today?" she asked once the necklace was being sent to the tower for them. She wondered if any Slavers were still looking for her, looking to make a ransom off of her. She was sure they were. They'd find out who bought her and find out where she was now living. She couldn't imagine being resold or ransomed. Her cousin would never pay a ransom. She'd be sold for a marvelous price to a fat and pompous man who would use her in every way.
 
(Sorry took so long to reply)

Draykon smiled back "I thought that we should probably grab something to eat next, I had some food prepared for us and sent ahead."

After paying the old man for the necklace he took Brenna outside the town to a large golden meadow, all around them the sound of nature could be heard and seen. He guided her to a spot on a hill that over looked the entire field giving them a good view of the world around them. The food he had prepared for them was on a soft blanket, what he had prepared was an assortment of meats, breads, cheeses, and a bladder of wine. "I wasn't sure what you prefer, so I had the staffe provide an assortment of foods, I do hope you can find something to your liking."
 
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