"A Lion does not concern himself with the opinions of a sheep."
- Tywin Lannister
Their fluid movement made them look majestic within the white snow, every huff within their snout came out a whispering smoke that was visible to the eyes, muscles rippling with every trot and cantering from their hooves that quaked onto the ground. Aspen clasps onto the reigns of the saddle, as he prances towards the palace gates where he encounters the rest of the men and the King of Tyra, Diana's uncle, Elrik. 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcdfNnWRPs0
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"Aspen, have you discover the health of how my niece is?" His tone pulsated from his vocals, Aspen remained silent as a sigh slipped in between his lips, the breath again, was visible to the eye. He could recall everything within his mind, that had happened last night.
Aspen opened his mouth as to mention something, however with each phrase he says about her damned symbol, he desires to understand that dragon within her, the dragon that brought him into one of those messes, endearingly that mess became some thing, He couldn't manage, those eyes shriveled with its kindling frigid ice, its snout crinkled and mouth hurling and barking, The massive canine that had been equipped to undergo towards his pores and skin, and make him into its personal meal.
"Aspen?" Elrik retorted as his eyes trailed towards Aspen's day dreaming state, Aspen retaliated back into reality where he whipped his head down to face towards the king , "Your highness what may additionally I do for you these days?" He inquired as his horse snatched mouthfuls of grass, his hind legs kicking a chunk, snorting and whinnying. "How is Diana with her symbol? i've aurally perceived shape around the fortress, her symbol has honestly composed towards her pores and skin and into her veins." Aspen regarded again at the king, maintaining his posture, as he posed onto the horse, the hooves sharpening a tack of paths.
"Diana, seems fine when I assisted her last night, so do not worry an inordinate amount, your highness." Aspen reckoned, his world reflected eyes, were just as bright as they were within his smile, The end of the king's lips curled a bit into a relief filled smile, "You must have already been kenned around the castle, but for her valiant self, utilizing herself as a sacrifice to the nation of our abode, we have suffered too long for our homes to debilitate, without much pabulum to survive, we cannot survive within the winter, I am proud, she decided to inherit her father and mother's destiny." 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡH3zpCI4IIB
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The sides of Aspen's jaw flexed, his eyes were weary as if, someone had taken his light away from him, He seized his roughened hands against the reigns of his saddle, "Pray tell, your highness, were the excessive rumors true about Diana being married off with one of our foes." His eyes determined his abjured, his depiction on his losing his own shore full of hopes, "It is a component of the ordeal, made for the peace treaty, every trial made for this peace treaty, was planned by the Queen." Elrik could envision Aspen's Graze made within his heart.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡFWc4VNo9wo
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"I see, then it must be in the hands of the King and the Queen of both Tyra and Nora, To show the people, our peace has now began." Aspen's eyes glowered, before he trotted away, A sudden noise came from the king's mouth as if it were to signify his last words towards him, Aspen halted as his horse huffed and neighed, "Yes, your highness." Aspen retorted, "Aspen, you'll be accompanying the Lieutenant, and I, including Diana, to meet the incipient encounter of our new King, Klaus." Aspen gave a firm nod before his horse hauled him towards the cattle.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡjWltJqi1Jq
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It's fore and hind legs bridles against the snowy plains as the tail flicks away the snow mustered up against it.
He leaped off of his saddle where his boots plowed onto the plains, Aspen's eyes encountered the molting eyes of his horse, "You heard that correctly, Diana will be married off to one of our foes, and those foes will surely become our allies, until one of them betrays and retreats, especially that bastard who will surely take Diana by the hands." He hooked off a leverage of the saddle, vigorously pulling it off, then plastering the saddle onto a well-high nailed wall.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ5aqLqhm4wv
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"That matter of the King and Queen's choice, was far too much for me to endure." A sigh slipped from Aspen's lips, as he guides his horse into one section of the stables, pressuring his hand onto his horse's snout, as the horse fulminated, he beared onto a bucket filled with cold water, filling a basin, handing it into the stable where his horse stood by, then throwing in some fresh straw bedding inside of the stable.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCic7VTPcpf
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He clattered a hand and patted against the matted coat of slick hair, "We'll prepare for today, and by then I'll see you tomorrow, bud."
He trudged along the pavement at a sedate pace, his mind focused on the gentle footsteps that seemed to echo throughout the desolate paths of Tyra, where a young boy catered to his knees as he had seen Aspen walk by, "Aspen!" He shouted as the moment Aspen sauntered out of the stable house, where he darted towards the snowy plains, Aspen's grin beams as he fell onto one knee, "Arvid!"
Arvid clasps and wrapped his arms around the neck of Aspen, as his giggle murmurs from his hums, "Arvid, it's so great to see you, how is everyone in town?" Aspen said as he pressed a hand against Arvid's head, running his fingers through the strands of the young boy's hair, "Everyone is starting to realize that Princess Diana will soon travel abroad to meet the Prince of Nora." His words hesitating worries, "And also, Mother brought me this whilst you are going to travel with them." Arvid handed out a sack of desserts, that endorsed the scent of the atmosphere.
"Tell mother I give her my gratitude, and to you also, you little—" Aspen wrapped his biceps around Arvid's neck, as if to head-lock him, pressuring his knuckles against the center of Arvid's head as he kneaded it, Arvid mewled as he wrestled Aspen's Arm off of his neck, "Hey! Let go, you chump!" Arvid squawked, jabbing his petite arms into Aspen's sides, "I demand you to let go, you big dimwit!" Arvid proceeded to swing his arms into his whereabouts as Aspen's deepen cackled filled his lungs to the point he was wheezing "Poor Arvid, can't beat a simpleton." Aspen tauntedly guffawed.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡbZd4EOJkZQ
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Arvid balled his fists as he darting backwards, "Watch this!" He yowled, as he sprinted and rushed towards Aspen with his right balled fist in the front, leaping off of his right step as he boosted off, His knuckles directed into contact with Aspen's palm as a simper moulded onto Aspen's lips, Aspen then sustenancing onto Arvid's hand as Arvid attempted to jerk his hand away from Aspen's grip, but the more he had tried to, Aspen's grip increasedly wrapped tighter and even more tighter, to the point his white knuckles render its visibility, "That's not fair! how come you always, have to be the strongest one here!" Arvid grunted as Aspen erected off his knees.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvB4mKAnHWZ
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"Like you would have any strength to beat me in a brawl—" Aspen regarded as Arvid proceeded to heave his hand away, shaking and bouncing his hands off of Aspen's grip, but it just grew tighter. 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡz3lSDVIY6w
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"Aspen!—" Bellowed a booming tone that rose within the echoes of the stable house, the frame of a built physics of its body, broaden and muscular, their chassis was bigger and far more spacious than Aspen's, "Grand General, Kawan, the dragon of death, what brings you here?" Aspen mentioned as he releases the grip onto Arvid's right forehand as he whined, endearingly gripping onto his right hand, where red marks formed on the back of his hand.
"Disriech Vencars Hulaj" Grand General Kawan chanted, latching onto Aspen's shoulder as he came face to face, "It has been long since I have seen your face, boy." A roaring laughter came from Aspen and Grand General Kawan, they lace their hands as they gave a firm shake, "It has been long since I have seen an old geezer like you, still maintaining the body image of an young man." A muffled chortled inter-lapped with Aspen's words, The grand general averted eyes and scoured downwards to notice Arvid tending his petite right hand, "And say, who may this be?" The Grand General catechized Aspen.
"This fella? Is the youngest out of all of my 7 brothers, Arvid Ramsess." Aspen remarked, folding his arms tightly as his muscles tense, The Grand General ruffled his fingers through Arvid's brunette hair, causing a hysterical mess, "Don't touch me!" He scowled whilst hissing, as the Grand General removes his hand by raising it high.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡvlrjdOHvta
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"Fiesty one, ay?" He cackled, "It reminds me of you and Armedellius as youngsters." Aspen rolled his eyes and scoffed, "Of course, that bastard would have some things to say—" Aspen stated, half way within the conversation, he could hear footsteps patter onto the floor, a darkened silhouette that had been dragged from the arms, flailing and rolled near the Grand General's feet, "Sir, We discovered this peasant within our boundaries from the ambush nearing the eastwards of our quarters." Kawan meditated a moment to claim some insight of what was materializing, as he knelt down to tip the chin of the peasant, tilting it onto the side as he glimpsed onto an embroided symbol onto his neck. A symbol, of a serpent with a sword in between the it's spine as it protrudes out of its core.
Aspen gawked an eye near Arvid, "Arvid, I need you to return home to mother, this instance." Aspen retorted his tone into seriousness, but with the means of Arvid, He grew more curious each moment it grew onto him, "But—" Aspen's brows furrowed, and from his appearance in Arvid's perspective, he wasn't joking about any of this. Arvid bit his bottom lip, cocking his face towards the opposite side of the path, . 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡYgvsScBMoe
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His feet pounded the tarmac with all the grace of a sack of wet concrete, the springing graceful steps of some minutes earlier had long since disappeared. His rasping throat was as parched as a dead lizard in the desert sun. His head bobbed loosely from side to side with each footfall and his eyes felt heavy in their sockets, As Arvid darted away, he would've never guaranteed to look back. The only view he would look at, was his brother's sword in hand and another fellow's head in another.
Diana sat perched onto her throne, viewing and gazing onto the lime-light of the sun rays left within the day, Until the doors burst open, The Grand General, including several men surround the doors with formation, Diana shot up from her throne as she hesitantly viewed each fall onto one knee, bowing their heads with honor, "Grand General, a sudden surprise of you to have entered the castle, is there anything I may do for you?" She pressed her hands together, a sigh slipping from within her lips. 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ8uqGrMLR63
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"A message from the Prince of Nora." He handled out and fiddled with his left pocket, drawing a small scroll of paper, "Why is the Prince suddenly sending such messages?" She edged near the Grand General, asking such questions. "It is regarding the hysteria of our nation." Aspen uttered as he leant up against the doors of the throne room, he stood there upended whilst continuing to cross his arms, his brows furrowed, his lips weren't curved into much of a smile and to Diana, she knew this was a serious precautionary. 504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡcud2WYwiFF
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"Where did you find such a message?" She inquired once more, as she unfolded the scroll, The Grand General ascended from his knees as he made a path for the rest of his men to drag a lonesome peasant, "This peasant was near our camp grounds on the eastward center, The guards found him wandering within the strongholds, whilst stealing many goods of our men when they were ambushed." The Grand General stood onto the sidelines as the guards unhanded the peasant, his body bowled near her feet as her expression changed from astoundment to an utter baffling response.
"And not just that, your highness discovering from the collar of his neck—" Kawan tipped the peasant's chin once more as he propelled it onto the side, drawing his sword from his sheath as he pointed towards the peasant's neck, revealing the symbol onto his neck, Diana bit her lip as she wrapped her balling fist onto the scroll, crumpling up a bit, "Send this man to Berit, we will surely find out what we want from interrogating him, and from the intentions of the Prince himself, within the mean time, everyone should rest assure, and proceed to fall out Plan B, guard the eastward boundaries nearng the southern west ward boundaries, and with no hesitation, should our men fall into the hands of those assassins."504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡASD12XBOMK
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Her jaw gripped, as a affirmative nod came from the Grand General, the footsteps of guards loudly echo throughout the room as it faints into nothingness, as they vacate the throne room, trawling the poor peasant. Aspen proceeded resting against the door as a sigh glided from his lips, it was just as quiet as it was between them since last night, as Aspen was yet to depart from the throne room, he halted for a moment to Diana mellowing for him, "Aspen, I apologize." Diana stated as she encounters his eyes, his brows relaxed as his arms ceased from flexing and crossing, "There is no need to Apologize, your highness." he replied, making himself scarce out of the room.
Diana surveyed Aspen's back turnt towards her as he exited, disappearing from the door, Diana ambled near the throne as she posed down, handling the crumbled scroll from her fists, She discovered the meanings between his words, "Dos Kajlha Dresch Fraens Ungesh" She voiced under her breath, as she spectated the glowing symbols soon spraining into English words that inked and shifted on the message, I will wait for you on the other side, will our worlds and nation collide. She placed the scroll onto the side of her, where she rested her head against the palm of her hand, circulating some motions against her beating head, How are they here. We had just distinguished the lasting villainous acts of each faction, how can there- Each question popped up and imprinted into a worldly large size within her demeanor, "What is the prince's intentions of this, Who is behind this?." She whisks a whisper under her murmuring throat as she dozes off within the distance, proceeding to view the sun rays reach it's everlasting moments within the sky, as it kissed the earth, goodbye.
"Your highness, she received the messages." A voice echoed throughout the bath room as a silhouette emerges from the water, as the water spills from throughout the sides, it was struck by the imposing columns all around the rectangular pool. Each column was linked to the next by a perfect archway and the curved ceiling was inlaid with gold. The water itself was as blue as glacier run-off, and from the looks of it, that some people wondered if it was also mineralized. The stone was cold beneath its bare feet. "When will the princess come from her nation." The very deepen voice curled against the silhouette's throat.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ3BBagyp7ZM
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"Starting tomorrow, will she be able to venture to our nation of Nora, Prince Klaus, it will take her some weeks to reach our castle's capital." The messenger had proceeded to answer his inquires, as his broaden, muscular back had dripped and drenched, every muscle onto his lower back that defined his dimples, and his darken tan skin that coursed through his skin, where a dragon symbol coursed from his shoulder, wrapping and nestling around the corners of his neck and shoulder, his eyes were colored with merlot, but with each head turn, soon ploughing into a hazel color. his feet damped against the moulded roman like rocks onto the concrete pathing, his large and bulging brawn thew veined against his hands, as his lean body portrayed the messenger's vision.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡCQFKACbvjh
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"Perfect." He sneered, running his fingers through his subtle smooth-end spikes, softening itself with the silk of his robe, "And when will the wedding commence?" He asked once more, tidying himself as rose petals fell from around his hips, "A month after the princess of Tyra has arrived from her nation within ours."
Klaus rested his arms towards the corner of the bathe, where he outstretches them, yawning with exhaustion, "Alred, have you ever seen a scarred enormous cold-blooded lizard before?" He asked, as Alred remained silent under his breath, soon answering his question with a reply, "No, sire." He said with a bow from his head. He encountered eyes with Klaus, and deep within those eyes were a dragon, ready to rip his spine out of his body, digging his claws deep.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡ4perqsUcMk
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A whisk of smoke came evaporating from the bathe as Alred used his arms to guard his eyesight from the sudden heat hailing out of the steam house, "your highness—" He said, before a lump within his throat was caught, and there stood a large dragon, his words were caught with every gasp he took, and Klaus could sense it, Alred was afraid. Klaus withered and slithered along the floor, wrapping and nestling himself around Alred, as oozes of spit and slime gloom out of the dragon's mouth, snarls and growls filled deep within Klaus' gut as his talons were just as big as Alred's torso, one whiplash with those talons, could have already killed him.504Please respect copyright.ＰＥＮＡＮＡABf87qSsLx
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A low growl came as Alred encountered it's eyes again, deep within those merlot-wine like colored eyes, were dominance, "You're afraid aren't you?" the dragon's snarled and huffs came from the snout once again, "No, sire." Alred straightened his back as he cleared his throat, "You seem afraid, that I might go rogue and feast on you, first." Klaus snickered a soft low chuckle, "No, sire, I am not afraid." Alred mentioned.
"Very well." Klaus stepped back a little as another darkened smoke guarded from Alred's vision, sweat bulleted from the sides of his forehead as a figure emerges from the smoke, sauntering its way towards Alred, Klaus had walked onto the side, as he backed away from Alred, "Send a message again, to the princess, state that, we welcome her in open arms."
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