Becca could feel the chill in thr air. December was fast on its way and with it came cold, snow and Christmas! She adored the holiday but nothing excited her more then to go out and search for the perfect Christmas tree!

Her woods were full of them and though there were many, she knew she would find just the right one when she saw it. It had to be tall! At least 6 foot, and bushy and full. Not scraggly or missing branches. It had to have a distinct smell of pine, no rot or mold upon it and it had to be..well...perfect!

Her blood warmed in excitement as she bundled up and heading towards the shed out back of her house, prepped and sharpened her axe, hauled out a large sled with with to haul her tree back on, fastening the picnic lunch she had packed for herself, she headed into the forest. In search of just the right tree!!

Pain. That is all that I feel. All that I know. When the night is dark and silent, they whisper to me. The Ghosts of my past. Of my darkness. Of things I have done that I am not proud. In them, I see myself. In their echoing voices, I hear my own silent screams. In their writhing, tortured bodies, their dark shattered souls, I see bits and pieces of who I used to be. Who I fear that I will one day become again. It is hard, being unable to explain any of this to those that I love. To let someone in that deep to see the scars that are not able to be seen with the eyes. Or felt with a touch of a hand. For this is not something measured in time, distance, or with the senses. Only felt. Only experienced through the course of ones path. A path, that was not chosen for me.

So, when the night is silent, and I am alone....it is hard to shut them out. I no longer fight them, but let them come. They are a part of me, my past; and I am a part of them and always will be. Why is it so hard to accept this? All my anger, rage and hate? For the past, for what I was forced to become? Why do I hide it and let it torment me in other ways? The Beast, I now know is but a shade of all that passionate darkness within me. Though I now 'master' control over it, how long before it takes back over? How long before the 'leash' snaps and I sink back into that darkness? How do I stop it? Why can I admit my faults in the dark of night, but when daylight comes, I hide them again? What is it I am running from? Am I afraid of? Truly? Who is there, to help me on my path?

A monster knows no love...as the great poets say, and yet I can tell you from the bottom of my heart, that that is NOT true! I LOVE! I FEEL~ I YEARN~ Am I so monstrous that I will be forever denied such a thing? I hope not! I know that isn't true! For I AM loved....

But still, ghosts are hard to ignore when they visit in the night, and you can do nothing but let them come.....and....remember......

She was a beauty who never wanted the prince... she always wanted the beast.

- N. R. Hart

YES! THIS....RIGHT HERE!!!

Keep all your 'knights in shining armor' BS! Give me a Viking! A man not afraid to get dirty, whether in work or in love. Who is wild, passionate, and fiercely protective and loyal.Who is not afraid to fight for what/whom they love, for what they desire. I don't want 'clean armor', or a white horse....I want a Vampire in the darkness, a Viking in bloody chain mail, a Werewolf under the full moon!! I want the odd, the different, the unusual and the strange!!! Embrace your differences, for they are what make you BEAUTIFUL!!!

 ~"Reluctance to murder is NOT a weakness" ~

"I've been saying THAT for years." Becca mused with a smirk.

Allya and Telekenesis

 // So while rereading older then dirt solos I had written out, I had forgotten that Allya was an 'unaware' psychokinetic or telekinetic. Meaning, in a old rp solo I had written, she had had a horrible nightmare about fire, and somehow, her curtains suddenly caught fire in her room and she awoke to it and had to have help putting it out. And once, when Rheagal made her mad and she yelled at him, something behind him that was glass, shattered rather forcefully.

She is unaware because it happens so random, and she hasn't had any training in it,  but it could help explain a few things about her. Why she can 'talk' to and be understood by animals, how she can hear Daemon so easily (Though she firmly believes it is solely because of how close they are and she can not hear any other humans.) and why somethings happen around her that at times, she just can't explain. Things moving or disappearing entirely, things breaking when she's angry, stuff like that.

thought that would be something cool to explore down the line in more detail.

 // SOLO...because I can't sleep...had a rough day and found good music that inspired this....

It was so bright! The light stung her eyes making it harder to see. The sounds were damn near deafening as artists from all over had gathered to celebrate. There were so many sounds, smells, sights to behold that she didn't know where to look first as she was led out into the bright sunlight from behind a curtain where she had been instructed to wait. She wasn't really sure what was going on, but all around her was chaos. All was delight and merrymaking as well as sounds of a tourney coming from two places over, the people's cheers able to be heard even at that distance.

Suddenly, she was moving. Walking, head held high down a small pathway through the chaos. She had no moment to wonder about what was happening or where she was going, just that she had to reach the peak of the path without making a misstep. Why and how she knew this, she had no idea. But she could feel the tension wash away from her the more she walked. Feel her body slowly begin to relax the further down the path she got. People were cheering, throwing flowers at her feet, all around her people bestowed blessings...and she had no earthly idea why. The dress she wore was nicely made. To nice for something that she would own herself or ever be able to afford. It was dark red, inlaid with sapphires and emeralds along the hemline and the sleeves. Her hair done up fashionably in a style, she had never worn before either. Why?

As she drew closer to the end of the path, she saw before her a chair, empty. No, not a chair, a throne! Beside it sat Morgul, huge and monstrous in his size as he now was full height for his species. When had THAT happened!? She looked around her slowly, feeling her heartbeat picking back up. This had to be a mistake! She didn't belong on any throne. Didn't want it! But she found herself as if pulled towards it, and upon reaching it, found herself turning to face the crowd as if nothing she did was her own choice. the harder she fought against such things, the more the power forcing her to move made her do so. it actually hurt, to struggle against it and soon she found herself sitting upon that throne, Morgul roaring at her side as his wings spread, demanding in a way for everyone to pay reverence to her and the crowd did as bid. All cheered, all praised her name...but...something wasn't right. This was so wrong. This wasn't what she aspired too. What was happening!!

She watched as a Maester came closer with a smaller crown and she visibly shook her head, but even that small movement hurt. No! No! No! Not her! This wasn't right! She wasn't a ruler! She didn't rule...not alone! It wasn't her birthright! Closer and closer that crown got, and she struggled to speak, to say SOMETHING, but nothing escaped her. Why was she here? Why was she here alone? Daemon! Where was Daemon? Where was someone to STOP this from happening! She didn't want it! Not at the expense of those she loved. Not for any reason. No! Please...STOP!!!

Sitting up with a hoarse cry of "STOP!' upon her lips, the thunder crashed as lighting flashed around the castle of Driftmark. Gasps echoed from her lips as she realized, to her relief that it was solely a dream. Only a dream. Pulling the blankets more firmly around her, she settled back in bed, trying to calm her heartbeat. What could that dream have meant? Why would she have it at all? She was safe though. Still on Driftmark, her wounds all but healed. Morgul safe and growing bigger every day. Daemon safe as well, for she could sense him still. That little light flickering within her mind as she focused on him. Thank the Gods all was well. But...why the dream? She had no such intentions. No desires for it either. Curling back up on her side, she sighed deeply and staring at the fire, tried to lull herself back to sleep. Listening to the storm as it howled outside her window.

 Armand had finally ceased his tears, sniffing as he held onto Marius for dear life. He refused to believe the words that Aemond had so callously thrown at him, with his disgusting 'gift' as proof. It wasn't true! Laenor was still alive...he would know if it were otherwise, right?

That thought brought him pause as he pulled slowly back from Maruis and wiped his eyes. "Allya...." He uttered her name like a prayer. A hope. His eyes glazed a bit in thought before he cast his eyes to the man at his side once more and then he turned and dashed back the way he had come, towards home! Allya would know! For sure, he was certain! That was all he could think about. All he could hope for. Allya would know!

The second he reached home, he burst through the door and went to his sister's side, taking hold of her arms tightly as he all but gasped out what it was he wanted from her. "Allya! You would know if something had happened to Laenor, wouldn't you?" He questioned with such feveor. "With your...gift?"

Allya looked startled as she turned to look at her younger brother as he grabbed her and blinked in surprise. "Whatever do you mean, Armand?" She asked softly, calmly. "I can't do human, you know this. I can't hear their thoughts."

"You do Daemon! You hear HIS thoughts" He shot back at her in earnest.

"That is DIFFERENT!" She said, with a slight warning tone to her voice as his grip had become quite strong. "You know it. Now let go." She said and sighed as Armand released her and backed away, looking all the more sad. "Look...Armand, I think Aemond was just being mean to you." She said gently as she held out her hand to show her brother what she held within, what she had found. The severed finger Aemond had thrown at Armand and jested that his lover was dead. "Scent it, Brother....it does not smell like anyone we know..." She said gently.

Taking the finger with a grimace, Armand allowed the scent to waft through his nose and over his tongue. It was not Laenor's, for which he was most thankful and nearly cried again, till he realized what had actually happened. He turned and cast the appendage into the fire with a soft snarl. "That----that---!" He couldn't think of any words good enough to call him! He had played with his emotions, had riled him, it was a horrible thing to do, even if it had been a joke. He felt anger rise up in him again, but he attempted to squash it. Laenor was alive, it wasn't him....that was all that mattered....but his wolf had very nearly been called without his permission. He felt ashamed for reacting in such a way. He was better than that...

Malachai Swan ➡ Rebecca Butler

 "The cunning warrior attacks neither the body or the mind...."

Those words had stuck with him all his life as he folded the item carefully in the cloth. How would see respond to knowing this truth about him so many years ago. It was not time to unveil that to her and see the truth behind her heart.

Getting up early in the morning he sets out coffee for her and tea for himself, then waits patiently for her to wake and search him out, he knew it would not take her long to find him. Hearing her light foot steps finally he calls out without turning as he sits on the couch, holding the carefully covered package in his lap. "I am over here Rebecca Butler I made you some coffee, please have some and come next to me please I have something to give you and tell you."

 

The dawn found her slowly slipping into awakening and when she stretched, she noticed Malachai wasn't beside her. Sitting up, she ran her fingers through her hair as she slid out of bed, putting on a robe and closing it around her as she went into the kitchen and pouring her some coffee. "Thanks hun. Smells good." She replied as she walked into the living room and walked over to him, sitting beside him. "What's going on hun?" She asked, curious as to what he had to tell her.

 

Feeling her sitting next to me I take a deep breath while holding the item that is covered on my lap. "I have something to give you and after you open this you might be on a little shock." He gently picks up the item and places it on her lap.

 

She looked down at the package he sat in her lap and her eyes furrowed. Slowly opening it, her eyes went wide and she actually paled at seeing what it was. "Why....would you give me this?" She asked softly. Trying hard not to be both angry or nervous. Waiting to see why he would give her such a thing.

 

"the cunning warrior attacks neither the body or the mind." He let those words echo out a moment before speaking again. "Those words you should remember am I correct.?" Turning to her I look down at the whip and back up to her. "It was me all those years ago that stopped him, and that was what I carried ever since that day." He closes his eyes and breathes deep. "I wanted to give you that so you would know everything."

 

Her eyes went wide at hearing the phrase and for a moment, she very nearly freaked out! Panic gripped her chest as she was taken back for a split second to that moment in time and she found it hard to breathe. Until she heard Malachai's words and looked at him. "You....you stopped that Master?" She asked, breathless. "I thought....he just stopped cause he was tired....or was done with me..." She trailed off, not knowing what to think.

 

"Yes that is correct it was me all those years ago, no he was taught a true lesson. I couldn't tell you until now because of alot of things that was goin on and now I have a reason to tell you, I have to protect you after all because I love you." He places his hand gently on her lap.

 

She looked up at him, her eyes a bit wide at hearing his admission. He....loved her? Really? After all this time. Why would he wait till now, when they had known each other for years? Surely he had to have known about her affection for him. Her desire. It took her a few moments to try and figure out what he was saying as she bit her lip and looked at him. "You love me?" She asked, ever so softly. "You protected me? All those years ago?" She sighed softly as a small smile crossed her face. "Mal...after all these years.....I thought you knew...I love you too...."

 

"Something's you have to let run it's course before other things could be said. I was a different person back then, not the same person as I am now, as for why I couldn't say anything, well you know my secret that's why and until lately I was bound to be unable to say anything, well that's different now." Talking a deep breath before looking down at the whip. " Yeah it has been a wild ride and if I things have gone sooner back then you would not be who you are now, and you are stronger cause of it."

 

"I am...stronger because of my past, and I wouldn't change it for anything. Even though parts of it still give me nightmares." She said softly. "But...You'll be there, won't you? When they come?" She asked, all but asking him to stay with her. And not just for that. They had known each other for years at this point, and she never thought of him as evil or a monster, even though she knew now what he meant when he said it. She wanted him to be a part of her life, and her a part of his.

 

Nods my head and reaches over to pull you closer. "As long as you allow me to be I will be here, that is also why I told you what I had to tell you today, so now you can be mine and I yours" leans over and kisses you gently on the cheek.

 

She smiled faintly at him as he kissed her cheek and pulled her closer. She settled against him and kissed him back. "I want you...with me...forever." Her words soft, yet she meant them. every single one of them.

Allya: Where It Ends

 ~ALLYA~

Read the lyrics...carefully. She's had her heart broken once, badly...in the worst way and it's a scar she carries but she refuses to show it. (probably why she comes off as a flirt and always happy all the time)

Allya: I See Red

 ~ALLYA~

Cause's she my dangerous little badass! *giggles* She'd do something like this too.....

Roose Bolton | Lydia RP

 Name. Roose Bolton

Family. Ramsay Bolton, Bastard son.

Books and Shows. Main storyline. Game Of Thrones. Though with how I play him he could fall anywhere on the timeline. MUWAHAHA

High Muse

 

"Something troubling you, My Lord?" The dark haired maiden came closer from his side and just behind, having seen him in a state of contemplation.

Syria wasn't as well known as they rest of her....family, but she was a curious sort of person and often wandered about the roads and hills of this new place alone. She having learned much about those that lived or ruled nearby and had come to seek a space in the Bolton's household...for a time. Who else to better stumble upon to ask such a request, than the Lord, himself?

"Forgive me. You seemed deep in thought. Was there anything I might help you with?"

 

The idiot! In all honesty it took a good deal of patience and biting his own tongue not to grow quick to anger with the young fool! His methods were questionable! He clearly had not the stomach for war yet thought himself a leader! Staring across the field that was still soaked of blood despite many of the carts having left Roose had only become aware of the female once she'd spoken. Mainly because he merely suspected the soft footsteps to be one of many healers and morticians out seeing to the dead and injured. His gaze shifted towards her finally, his expression null of much more than frustration and he seemed to eye her for a moment before letting out a sigh.

"Nothing that can be helped. No offense" He finally informed her before giving the field one last glance, his eyes moving back to where she stood. Not another word was spoken as he still assumed she was one of the healers who'd strayed to check on him. She wouldn't have been the first and he was soon heading back for where he'd left one of his men and their horses.

 

Syria had nodded at the Lord's words but was unsure exactly how to proceed. She was a healer, but most would not be content with her version of healing...nor likely to survive it. Being she wasn't human and her people's way of healing....well...lets just say water was involved and when one could not breathe under it...well...you get the idea. Or fire for that matter. Still, she had paid somewhat of attention when Becca and Allya had been sent to heal or to help and was sure she could at least give comfort to those who needed it if not heal them. For her empathy was more where her power lay.

Pausing only a moment, she turned quickly upon her heel and walked after Roose. Calling out again. "My Lord...a moment please?" She asked as she caught up to him and offered a small smile.

"I had heard that you were looking for help. About your Keep and the stables? I have come to see if that were true." She tried not to blush for she wasn't very good with dealing with people. "I might not look like much, but I am strong and will work hard if there is a job to be done. Have you any positions open?" She inquired.

 

Oh absolute hell! Could he not get even a moments peace or in the least make it back to camp without such bothersome shit! Still he merely shared a look with his man who sat in wait before slowly turning, back towards her with a raised eyebrow as she merely began rambling. How has she managed to track him down!? Here!? Well, perhaps it wasn't uncommon knowledge who he traveled with and if she'd briefly seen them she could have hung around long enough to seek him out. Seemed likely enough so he didn't questioned it.

"I have two several. Though I'd prefer to have someone to tend to the war horses as I believe for now it's a bit quiet up north. Most of the horses are with us..." He replied all to bluntly nodding to the distance where the thick trees just managed to shroud their camp. Though for the most part there was still soldiers coming and going from that area so it was obvious where it was.

"However, I will not lie to you. I had hoped to find a boy for both you understand?" He informed her making sure she understood that was she was asking was honestly a bit far fetched. Uncommon to say the least however, he was also in need of ... Someone else. Someone he could trust however and to do that he would need to give her and a few of his other men and servants awhile in service before he chose for that. "Do you have any experience? I might be convinced to overlook your other, qualifications if that be the case" He finally decided after a brief moment of quick thought. Frankly, her being around would certainly help his men should she actually know what she was doing. Less work to do when they need be resting and preparing to travel and keep on the move.

 

Hearing of his answer and then the following words, Syria attempted not to look affronted at not being exactly what was expected. Everyone was always looking for a boy or a man to do the work needed. As if the idea of a capable woman able to handle the same job was an unheard of idea. But she kept such thoughts off her face and out of her eyes as she nodded at his question.

"I do. Have experience with horses, Sir. War horses in particular."

It wasn't a total lie. She had worked with Allya in the same King's stables before for many, many years. Learning as she went. And while she couldn't 'talk' to them like Allya could, she could no less interpret their moods and desires and see what needed to be done, done.

"I used to work in a King's stables. For many years. I learned much under his head grooms tutelage." The fact that that 'groom' had been a woman, she left out as well.

 

A rather impressed look crossed his face for a moment. He'd half expected her to claim she'd had horses and somehow that made her knowledgeable. Still, it was pleasantly surprising. "Well, then forgive me for my quick judgements. I will offer you work, on a trial bases" He replied, making sure to note his mind could still change should she prove to be less than what she described or for whatever reason she wasn't a good fit. Women could be hard to have for long out here, whether it be the harsh weather or traveling or even the men causing her issues or vice versa. So he had to still be a bit leery to the idea if anything for her sake.

"I'll need you to start at your earliest convenience. Should you need to fetch your things do so, and meet me at my tent by tonight at the latest" He informed her, not bothering to waste anytime caring for whether she had questions as he could deal with that at a later time. Instead he was already turning and moving to mount his horse, taking the reigns from his man before his eyes went to her once more as if to make sure she was in agreement. She'd certainly seemed desperate enough with how she'd found him.

Ramsay | Lydia RP

 

Rheagal was panting by this time. Sweat dripped down his face and into his eyes as well as blood. He could taste it in his mouth, causing him to spit from surely a busted lip or even a few broken teeth. What had started as a simple sparring of words had turned into something much more...darker, in a way than even he realized.

The younger man he was facing might not look like much but he packed one hell of a hit and moved faster then even he could at times. And he was DAMNED good with his chosen daggers, as evidenced by the blood that flowed from his shoulders where he had stuck Rheagal. Nothing deep, but the warning was clearly there. Even if Rheagal had scarred him up as well, it looked like this man could go much longer than he could and that enraged him.

Was he not the best fighter in his homeland?! How had this all gone wrong!

Clearly, the younger male was insane, for who smirked as much as he did while bleeding! Honestly! Who taunted and baited as much as he did as well. Rheagal learning early on not to fall for it, but still, the male was swift. One of them would soon have to yield!

 

Ramsay let out a laugh watching Rheagal seemingly attempting to gather himself again. "Oh my apologies.... Did that hurt? It looked like it hurt! Shall I kiss it better for you?" He mocked the other male with ease, enjoying despite Rheagal trying so desperately not to show it how angry and hurt he was currently. Unlikely to stop as well especially given that Ramsay had challenged him to on multiple occasions now. "Truly, perhaps you should just.... Give up. Save us both wasted time in proving just how foolish and unskilled you are" He added now seeming to relax a bit, merely gesturing with his own blade as he smirked towards the other.

 

Only a soft, echoing growl escaped the boys throat at Ramsay's taunting. This was ridiculous! How could something so bulky, move so fast! "No. Didn't hurt. You hit like a girl!" He threw back at him, spitting blood in his direction. "Allya...could fight better than you." Though he stood back up and squared his shoulders, ready for another round. He knew better than to just charge in now. Stupidest move he had ever made in the beginning.

 

Ramsay snickered all to obnoxiously "That so? You know speaking of ... Does she fancy hunting? Seems like she'd make for exhalent fun!" He mused slowly pacing, his eyes seeming to look off towards where he had seen the female and their mother head off not long ago. Well, long enough that no one had been there to prevent this from where it currently was. Women! Such pains really! When all he wanted was to have a little fun!

"I dare say, she might even stand a chance at playing the rabbit" He suddenly added just so that being as Rheagal had clearly gotten looks and bronze but lacked brains.... Least it would sink into that thick ass skull and likely only infuriate him more than anything he'd said so far. Looking up finally Ramsay snickered wickedly.

 

Rheagal had gone all but very still at Ramsay's words and switched hands with his dagger and growled. "You think of touching my sister in any way, and you won't have to worry about what a failure your father thinks you are to him!" He taunted back. Not exactly his best, but he knew the looks shared between father and son had at best. Not very good ones at times and so prayed on that aspect of it.

"My sister's more wolf than you'll EVER be!" He hissed, but knowing not to run right at the bat shit crazy man!

He did however pace a bit, circling the man as they seemed to move about in a slow dance together. His eyes always on Ramsay. Waiting for him to seem to think about making a move. Now it was getting personal and Rheagal couldn't let that go!

 

"You think yourself clever?" He remarked as he continued to smirk despite the others desperate attempt at insult. All he'd done was state facts that everyone knew! Some jester if a duck reminding him if such did little to make him more upset than he'd been his whole life over those facts!

"Scared? You look scared" Ramsay whispered as he side stepped but drew just close enough to be threatening. Dagger gripped tightly within his palm as his eyes locked with Rheagals now. A sort of amused look still dancing in those deep blue hues before rather suddenly he went simply slamming Rheagal with his upper body, hard enough both were soon landing in the dirt.

 

Rheagal saw it, before Ramsay decided to move but was to slow. Of course! The wiry man slammed into him, sending them both to the dirt! He struggled a bit, trying to keep the man's daggers from finding him while trying to have his weapons find the others skin! Ramsay was strong though! Was it crazed rage that fueled him? What the HELL!

Giving a loud growl, Rheagal rolled just enough and was able to shove Ramsay off him with a kick of his legs. Only to pounce at the man with a swipe of his dagger, and smirked a bit when he found flesh and darted back again. Crouching, eyes wide as his senses raised as his wolf came to peek out behind his eyes.

"This is getting foolish!" He hissed softly.

 

As the dagger caught his inner arm Ramsay suddenly let out a yelp. Rolling a bit as if to get away from Rheagal his breath had suddenly quickened a considerable amount. "Fuck .." he hissed. His expression had gone from that amused and mostly crazed looked to a bit shook, teeth biting into his own lip he let out a whimper in pain. Not a very great spot to get even nicked and it had certainly surpassed that. Blood pooling through his fingers and dripping down his arm from where he was holding it. Eyes closing for a moment he finally nodded, as if in agreement. "I .. feel... Faint... " He whispered, his free hand moving from the wound extending towards Rheagal as if asking for his help in standing. Franky, he could have just been over exaggerating but he still looked a bit pale.

Locke | Lydia RP

 

"Who might you be?" Allya smirked a bit from where she stood just behind a red tree. "You are a far ways away from Kings Landing, aren't you? Though....you don't look like you're from the South." She was curious and was always interested when it came to meeting new people. She didn't have the stigma against strangers that most of her family did.

Rheagal usually growled and challenged anyone new. He didn't like strangers, period.

Armand was more curious from a scientific standpoint. He liked people, but not like like people.

Allya, however was the more outgoing and friendly of them and was always eager to meet new people.

Euron Greyjoy | Lydia RP

 // I KNOW WHO THIS IS!!!

"yes, we all do. Oh boy!" Becca smirked.

"What a delightful, evil little man this should be." Armand chuckled in a tone no one ever heard him use before.

 

"Careful who you're calling little. Shrimp" Euron

 

"Ohhh! He has fangs! Me like!" Armand smirked.

"Ummm...is HE ok?" Rheagal asked.

"With him, who knows." Allya chuckled.

 

Euron snorted a rather loud laugh "Well don't get to excited there. Might wet your pants and that would just make this so much weirder" he remarked smartly.

 

Armand blinked and then chuckled softly. "He funny too. I like him already."

Rheagal and Allya just look at each other and shrug.

"Sooo....are you a new King or a new King wanna be?" Rheagal asked.

"Way to go, Rheagal. Lets just insult the new person right out of the box." Allya rolled her eyes.

 

"Are you a female or just a wee bitch?" Euron shot at Rheagal all to quickly with a rather crooked smirk.

 

"Wee bitch.." Armand answered, with a small smirk.

"What is WITH you today?" Rheagal turned on his brother.

Armand only shrugged. "What? It's true. Everyone thinks so. Grow up."

Allya snickered and bit her lip, hard!

 

"My condolences sir wee bitch. It must be very hard having a cock so small no bitch can feel it" Euron mused wiggling a pinky mockingly at Rheagal before laughing again at the two idiots now about to fight one another.

 

Rheagal only growled and stormed off in a huff. Why does everyone pick on him?

"Sorry about him. Ignore him most times, if you can." Allya chuckled and nodded. "I'm Allya."

"Armand." The white haired male spoke up with a grin.

 

"Ah I see, and I should care because ....?" He gestured with the knife he was currently holding and the piece of fruit now in his hand a bit over dramatically.

 

They both shrugged.

"Good point....you shouldn't. Most just find him annoying." Armand smirked.

"So...what is your name?" Allya asked, somewhat politely.

 

Euron laughed, clearly they'd missed the point but nevermind that. This was at least mostly entertaining. "Greyjoy, Euron Greyjoy ... Captain, Prince, won't be long and you'll have King as an option" He boasted with a cocky smirk.

 

"Pleasure Euron." Allya nodded politely, tilting her head a bit. "Captain, Prince and soon to be king? Sounds like a good title or two." She chuckled softly.

"Not to cocky about it, are you?" Armand smirked a bit. "We are royals in our own right, but wasn't raised as such."

 

"Cocky? Do I seem cocky to you? Maybe you're the one who's cocky!" The pirate prince smarted back towards Armand in an almost challenging sort of manner before cracking a smirk.

 

Armand looked over at the other male and chuckled. "Naw...to both." He smirked over at Allya. "I like him. He'll eat Rheagal alive."

Allya nearly choked on her drink at her brother's words, gazing before laughing.

 

"What's a Rheagal?" He remarked, expression looking nearly bored and having hardly paid attention to any of their names anyway even if they had gave it.

 

"The idiot who stormed out of here after you called him a little bitch." Allya smirked.

"Yea, not the brightest of us triplets. To say the least." Armand chuckled.

 

"Ah yes Sir Wee bitch. Still fails to answer my question as to what a Rheagal is" Euron replied a hint of sarcasm in his voice before he snickered.

 

Armand smirked a bit and shook his head. "I do like this one." He went to pick up a book from the nearby bookcase and went to read for a bit.

"You know, no one really knows either...." Allya chuckled.

"The cunning warrior attacks neither the body or the mind...." The Master raged at her.

"What do you mean?" As she cowered, hoping the whip would not find her.

"The heart; Becca! FIRST YOU ATTACK THEIR HEART!" Said between beatings since she had missed her Mark.

Such was her life....till she was shown another way to live.

 

Malachai Swan

"Why don't you pick on a real warrior instead of this heart right here." He quickly steps in and catches the whip as it is about to strike. "Cause clearly you are attacking the body and the mind of this one."

 

This had to be a dream. Had to be. Becca had never had anyone step in for her when she was younger...and younger she was, for she was still in a Masters care, being taught what would become her trade for the next 26 years of her life....before her mother died and she learned of her father's existence and went looking for him. But this person...acted like he knew her. Yet she had never seen him before in her life! Who was he? Did it matter? For her Master seemed terrified of him and fled!

 

"Power is given to those who stand up for it, and you have that power." He keeps the whip held in his hands and begins to walk to the fleeing master." Go rest while I teach this one a lesson."

 

"Wait!" She called out and grabbed hold of his arm. "Who are you?" She asked, curious. Daring to be bold and touch when all her life she had been taught...never touch one of higher rank, never look them in the eye. But there was something different about this male. He...protected her. Why?

 

Hearing her words but doesn't turn and keeps his eyes facing down the hall. "I am nothing but a traveler, by the time I leave here no memory of me will remain but what I have said about your power will remain." He moves from her. "Now go, you will not want to see what happens next "

 

She turned to head back to her cell and curled up in a small ball. Why would someone now step in to save her? When she had known nothing but fear and pain her entire life? She didnt know...but for once, she slipped into dreams without fear.

 

She would not remember him or who he was but that was fine for him he would see her much later in her life, he was an immortal and that gave him plenty of time. The job was done and she would grow strong after this.

 

Many years passed and it took her eons to find that place within her life where she was most settled. Most happy. It had been a very hard road, from Master, to losing her mother, to losing a loved one and now to finding her own place to call home. But always, deep inside, she wondered. What had happened to cause such a shift within her life? The last Master she had ever had, had disappeared one night...setting her and her mother adrift. And once her mother was dead, it had set Becca adrift. To find her own way.....

 Allya had been reading books about dragons since the mid-afternoon. She knew a lot, considering she had been studying about them since she was small, and now had Caraxes to talk to, but that wasn't the same as what she wanted. She had always wanted a dragon for herself, and now that she was going to get one, she best study up on her knowledge. Closing her book, she sighed and then stood, heading towards Armand's room. She knocked lightly on the door.

"Armand? Can I come in?"

When given the affirmative, she went in and came to sit down next to her brother.

"Armand...what do you know about dragons?" She blurted out. Right to the point. Making her twin look up at her in curiosity.

They spent the better part of the night, talking about and discussing and debating on what dragons were like...everything!

 // examples of Becca being spicy and sassy over the years!

~"Let me tell you this right now, you flirt with my husband again, and you won't have to worry about his bite. I'll rip your f**king throat out myself. Have a lovely night." (When an old WP asked in rp to help with someone flirting. Lol)

~ "Were you dropped on your head as an infant or were you just born stupid?" (Old as dirt rp where someone annoyed Becca a little to much.)

~ "B***h! Go stick a fork in an electric outlet! Maybe then you'll be brighter!" (Same rp as above.)

~ "I would stoop to your level, but I don't think I could get that low." (Trying to get a Villian to monalogue to buy time)

AND WE WONDER WHERE ALLYA AND RHEAGAL GET IT! 🥰🤣🤣🤣🤣🤣

 "You BELONG!" Becca voice echoes within memory. "You belong, Allya. Don't ever let anyone make you think otherwise. Just because you do not shift, means nothing. You will ALWAYS be my child, Allya. Nothing can ever change that. Ever." 

Tears fell. Memories of that kind was bittersweet for she had many years of feeling like she didn't belong in a family that held a special secret and yet, she didn't. 

Even though she had made peace with the fact that she did not shift to wolf, there was still, at times, moments where she felt as if she were still searching for her place. Her niche. 

At times, wondering.....would she ever find it?

 "The day you miss your kill....the She-Cubs blood....will run down my chin!" 

Allya remembered those words very clearly, even though she had been but a youngling, and even though she did not shift to wolf like her brothers did. She had been female, and as such, had been picked out by those who though her the fore coming of a prophecy and had sought to end her. Becca had protected her daughter, of course, but that saying still echoed in the back of her mind even today. Even in this new world......

Would it come true? Would they find her? Would they come for her solely because of her gift? That is why she had trained and trained hard as a youngling. So that no one would ever be able to hurt her or her family. But still....that ever growing thought, reigned in her mind.

Breda: "Look how cute I am"

Graf von Krolock shared a video from the playlist Rescues.

(bat rescue)

look how cute I am, Babe ❤️🦇

 

Becca smiles and offers her Mate a piece of fruit, but when Allya comes in and sees the bat, she is overly excited. Not knowing it is Krolock in bat form.

"OMG! MOM! When did we get a pet bat!" She gently scoops Kro-bat off her mothers shoulder and coos at it. "You are so cute! Just the tiniest thing! ohhhhh...I love you already! Yes!"

Becca, meanwhile is biting her lip not to laugh.

 

// Kro-bat! I LOVE THAT!!! 🤣🤣❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️

 He looks at her with his big cute eyes and eats his banana, he hears his beloved giggle inside.

 

Allya walks off with the little bat in her arms, just blabbering away about anything and everything she can think of as she feeds him his banana.

Becca, dies instantly in laughter as her daughter walks away. Wondering what on earth Krolock will make of this later?

 

He cuddles into her armes and licks his little mouth as he hears her talking about a sweet banana.

 

Becca turns back to her book she had been reading, smirking to herself....until Allya screams loudly, causing her to stand and go see what was the matter. "Allya....what?"

"He--He BIT ME!" she shouted and pointed at the bat that hung near the window, sucking on her finger which was bleeding. "Damn bat bit me!"

"Breda!" Becca turned to look at the bat, who didn't seem at all sorry.

"BREDA!! WHAT!!!' Allya looked back and forth between her mother and the bat.

"Breda...come here..." Becca held out her hand for him to fly to. "NOW!" She didn't have to yell, as her words were commanding.

"That's...BREDA!!! and...he BIT ME!" Allya growled. "Why'd he bite me!"

"I'm sure he didn't mean too...."

 

"I am sorry, the last bite of the Banana was to small.... I am really sorry, I didn't mean to bite! Really not!"  He flew on his beloved's hand, looking at Allya with big cute eyes. "Please don't be mad.....please .."

 

Allya scowled at the bat sitting in her mother's hand as she finally stopped the blood from flowing. He had bitten her rather hard. "You still bit me..." She said softly. "You bite no one but mother....and even if it was an accident, it still hurt."

 

I am sorry. Really, I didn't want to bite you. 

The little bat got tears in his eyes.

Please forgive me...please.

 

"Ohhh..stop that." Allya huffed as she looked at the bat. "Fine! I forgive you, but don't do it again."

 

Not again, I promise. 

He looks cutely and crawled at his beloved' shoulder.

 

"It's not fair....you being cute as a bat." Allya smirked. "How do you eat fruit anyway? I thought vampires couldn't eat."

 

I know I am cute. 

He looks at her, cute as candy. 

Well, as a Bat I am able to eat Fruits. And Eggs. And cooked Potatoes, and so on.

 

"That's weird...." Allya smirked and shook her head. "You're still you as a bat, how are you able to do that?"

 

Don't ask me, I really don't know. 

He sniffed around, smelling fruits.

 “I want to live in a dark, but charming overgrown house just outside of town, filled with art and books and a garden of night-blooming flowers.” – She’s Magic & Midnight Lace

"I do this already." Becca smiled softly.

Breda: sucky sucky

august 4, 2:47 pm

 

🤣🤣🤣🤣

 

Becca chuckled and nearly ended up on the floor as she rolled on the bed, giggling. "Sucky, sucky? What? Breda!" She laughed harder.

 

Yes, sucky sucky. Me want sucky sucky. *he starts laughing*

 

"Breda....noooooo!" She died laughing. "That's.....not what....it means....when...you say....it like that..." She said between laughter. Laughing so hard she cried!

 

*he laughs and kneels down on the floor* Sucky sucky??

 

"I...can't---can't breathe!" She holds her sides, gasping for air as she laughs harder. "Oh gods! BREDA!" she is completely useless, laughing so hard.

 

*he giggles and smiles*

 

"That is not what that means though love." She managed to say as soon as her laughter slows.

 // according to Ubran Dictionary...this is what MY name means! XD

Rebecca

A beautiful, strong, determined girl. The closest thing to perfect. Often one of unusual hotness.

Naturally suspicious and has to feel you out. Hard to get close to but once you do will be the best thing that has ever happened to you.

Rebecca is the kindest most loyal person. She is hard working and honest. She can be very funny and weird to get a laugh but can also be serious and get mad at you often especially if you are being foolish. She is tiny but can kick your ass. Her anger is more like a bright flash and she will forgive you and be there for you. It's hard to stay mad at a Rebecca. She is too adorable.

Because Rebecca is so tough she endures a lot more than she should. Rebecca doesn't realize her worth but she is worth her weight in gold. Rebecca makes you feel better by just being near her.

If you are ever so lucky as to make friends with a Rebecca never let her go. You will regret it for all of eternity. If you get with her you are the luckiest son of a bitch on the planet. Never cross her because she is secretly a witch and has magic powers!

Breda: What he is looking at

 

Curious, as to what he was looking at, Becca remained in the trees where she had climbed from her hunt. She was as silent as Breda was and smirked down at him. Would he know she was there?

 

Honey?? I know you're here. *he giggled* Are you..haa! There you are!! Hmm....nope.. *he knews it exactly but wants to Play*

 

She hunkered back in the branches of the tree and moved to another spot silently. She knew he probably knew she was there, but she was quick and moved fast as he searched for her. Biting her lip, she closed her eyes a moment and slowed down her heart beat. It was a trick she had learned to avoid detection.....but since Breda probably already heard it, would he panic when he heard it slow? She didn't think about that.

 

*He hears her Heartbeat went slower and looked around worried* Honey?? Are you okay?? *he gets scared and thought that somethings gonna happend to her*

 

She slinked through the trees, keeping just out of sight and scent. She didn't hear Breda's words as she climbed deeper into the foliage. Well, he could find her easily most times, no way was she making it easy for him this time. This became the most fun game ever! Not knowing he was starting to panic.

 

Darling??? DARLING!!! *he jumps up the Tree and looked for her* Honey, where are you?

 

She heard him jump into the trees and then hung upside down from just above him. "BOO!" She giggled and smirked down at him, till she caught his expression. "Are you alright, my love?" She didn't know that she had worried him.

 

Ohhhh Honey! I was scared, because I had heared your Heartbeat. *He hugged her tight and kissed her many Times*

 

She wondered why he was so scared and then she heard his words and felt badly about startling him. "Ohhhh! Breda...Schatz, I am sorry!" She pulled back to caress his face and make him look her in the eyes, wanting to take away his fear. "It's just something that I can do. Something I taught myself when I was younger. To survive. I am so sorry. I---I didn't think---"

 

Ahhhh I understand. *He nodded and kissed her softly* It's okay, Baby. It's okay.

 

She felt badly, for having worried him. Even if he wasn't 'alive', he did have feelings, and she never wanted to worry him or hurt him in any way. "I'm sorry love...Really, I didn't mean to worry you." She sighed and looked down. "It was just something that I taught myself when I was younger. I am the only one of my kind who can do it. I can make it stop for a few beats too...." She trailed off.

Her arms wrapped around his waist as she hugged him tight, burying into his chest. She had upset him. Caused him pain and didn't mean to and even though he said he wasn't mad, she knew what that felt like. Worried for the one you loved. "I am really sorry, Liebling " She said softly. "I love you too. More than words." She sniffed softly. She pulled back enough to catch his eyes. "Here...watch...or rather, listen." She focused only on his eyes a moment and slowed her heart beat again. Taking a deep breath and holding it, her heart stuttered and stopped completely. She held it for about 5 minutes until she slowly breathed again, blinking a little up at him. "See Love? I'm fine, honest. Something I learned when I was an assass---" She trailed off and looked down. Sometimes in her old line of work, she hunted vampires and so, she had learned to mask her scent and stop her heart so she could kill them. It wasn't something she was proud of.

 

*He was amazed as she showed him this and hears her Mind very clear* You where an Assassin, right? You... Once you killed my Kind... But that was many Times before we met, many Times before I can show you that not all Vampires are evil. *he layed down a Hand on her Cheek*

 

"It wasn't just your kind, Schatz. I hunted whatever I was paid to hunt, and I got good at it. VERY good. I was trained since I was very young, and didn't have a choice. I lost myself, along the way and grew to like it. What I was doing. It was the only way to do what I did without going crazy. embrace it....and I did. TO well." She sighed softly. This was hard to explain to him, for she wasn't like that anymore. "I know not all vampires are evil, Liebling. You aren't evil. But I used to be....until I learned that I had a choice to choose my path, I was very evil. Made that way by blood and torture. I very nearly lost my humanity....became a creature I hated." Here she paused and looked up at him, sudden fear in her eyes. "But I am NOT that way anymore, Love. I'm not." She shook her head as she looked up into his eyes. "I would never hurt you....not ever! Nor do I wish to ever cause you pain. Sometimes, I just forget that I can do what I do and it happens....I'm sorry, Love. I didn't mean to worry you. Honest."

 

I know, you're not Baby. *he nodded and wrapped her into his Armes* I Love you too and I know that you would never hurt me. *He kissed her passionately* I Love you! So much.

 

She relaxed a bit at his words. That he understood, meant so much to her. She wrapped her arms around him and kissed him deeply, running her fingers through his long hair as she held him close. "I love you too, mein Schatz! More than life."

 

Me too. More than anything. *he whispers and smiled, Kissing her again*

 

She chuckled softly as she looked up at him playfully. "Want to try again Love?" She was feeling playful. "This time, I won't slow my heartbeat." She giggled.

 

Oh, wanna Play Hide and Seek? Okay. *he smiles and nodded*

 

"Yes! Only this time...I AM IT!" She giggled and jumped down from the tree and smirked up at her Beloved. Before closing her eyes and leaning against the tree. "Eins... Zwei.... Drei...."

 

*he giggled and hides in where the Wood was darker, smiling to himself*

 

When she got to 10, she stood back up and smirked to herself. "Ready or not...here I commmmeeeee....!" She sniffed the air, still in her human form and walked slowly around the woods. She couldn't listen for a heartbeat as he had none, but she would know his scent anywhere. "are you back...HERE!" she peeked behind a tree and giggled. "Nope....oh baaaaabbbbeeeee...?" She giggled.

 

*He tries to hide his giggle and peeked out of the darkness a bit*

 

Sniffing the air, Becca continued to look for her beloved. He was good at this, but then, he was a vampire and able to hide. But she was an assassin and had experience in killing his kind. But she would NEVER hurt Breda, and had promised not to slow her heartbeat down...so she would have to find him the 'hard' way...for her. "Come out, come out, wherever you are, my love!"

 

Noohoo! *his voice seems to be next to her and he smiles, he knew that she would find him, so he stands still*

 

Turning on the spot at hearing his voice so close, Becca smirked. "I hear you....." She said playfully. "I will find you, my Love...." She took a moment to just stand still, closing her eyes and waiting. Vampires were dead, so they had no heartbeat in which to listen for, nor breathing to give them away. But....if one knew how to hunt a vampire, one learned a few tricks. When they moved, they gave off the faintest sound, for the world around them moved with them. And even though Breda might hide his scent from her, she knew his well enough to pick up the faintest traces of it...if she was patient enough.

 

*he was giggling cutely as he watched her looking around to find him*

Breda: waiting for Becca

 

As she approached her room, she paused, for she saw Breda, waiting for her. Smiling warmly up at him, she walked up to stand at his side. "Good evening my Dear. You are up early. Did you sleep well?"

// This picture is amazing! Where do you find such? I wonder what the words say? lol Love it!

 

I slept amazing my Liebling. *he smiled and kissed her passionately* How did you Sleep?

// I found it on Google, Love.

 

She kissed him back, cuddling against him "I am headed to bed now, my love. It's been a very long day." She gazed up at him. "Join me? Stay until I fall asleep?"

 

I would Love to join you. *he smiled and took her Hand, kissed it sweet and went into the Bedroom*

 

Smiling, she headed into her bedroom and turned to kiss Breda's cheek. "I'll be right back love." She went to change into her night clothes, and came to curl up on her bed. "Come join me babe?" She wanted to spend some time with him before she fell asleep for the night. She had tried to change her sleep pattern, and it worked sometimes, but sometimes it didn't and she needed sleep.

 

*he smiled as he joined her and kissed her all over, every inch of her soft skin he kisses and growled a bit, he knew that she likes it*

 

She shivered in delight as she sighed softly, relishing in his attentions and affection. "Hmmmm....Breda...You know just what to do to make me feel soooo good." Her voice a soft whisper, as she trailed her fingers lightly through his long, dark hair. "I love being with you so much. No matter what we do."

 

*He smiled and kissed her again* As i Love it to be with you. Being here with you, talking, cuddling, Kissing, it's wonderful, and i really Love it.

 

She was enjoying herself far to much to fall asleep, but she was tired and it showed. She just hated to miss any time with him, as he was awake at night. "Stay with me till I fall asleep?" She asked softly, curling more into his arms, settling against his chest. She loved this. Falling asleep in his arms.

 

Of Course, I stay here till you fell asleep, my Liebling. *he smiled and cuddles her carefully, kissing her softly and starts to sing a Lullaby from Romania*

 

The soft tunes of his lullaby, the way his voice sounded, made her smile as her eyes slowly closed. Her entire body relaxed against him as she sighed deeply in happiness as sleep finally took her. It had been a long day for her, and she was so tired....but felt so safe, with him holding her.

 

*he was looking into her mind, so she would have good Dreams that Night and smiled, caressing her back and having her laying with her Face on his Chest was wonderful*

 

They rarely slept like this together, for the fact that she was up during the day while he slept, and he was up at night, while she slept. Though, she tried to stay awake a few nights just to spend time with him, it caught up to her and she had to sleep. Though, when they were like this together, she loved it. Every second of it....and had even though about asking Breda to join her..for good. No more separate rooms. Just them, together, one room. That idea, made her smile in sleep. Yes, she would ask once she woke up. They belonged together.

 

*he felt her Smile when she slept and smiled himself, as he catches her Idea and whispers through her mind that this would be a great Idea, he cuddled her more and kissed her again and again*

 

Hours passed and slowly, Becca stirred. She let out a soft whimper as to heralding her awakening and cuddled closer to Breda as she felt awareness return to her. It was just still dark outside, but closer to dawn then night. A time when Breda would have to be preparing for sleep himself. "Breda?" She questioned gently as her eyes opened and she rubbed the sleep from them. "Have you stayed here, the whole time?" She asked, curious. For she had been keeping count, and it had been four days since he last fed. He would have to, soon.

 

*he smiled as he heared her Voice and turned to her to kiss her* Yes i was, but today i need to leave your Side for a bit, my Liebling. I need to Hunt. *he whispers and kissed her passionately* But I was watching your Sleep everytime when i was awake.

 

His kiss helped wake her as she felt her heart trip over itself as their lips met. She nuzzled him tenderly and nodded at his words. "Then you must hurry my love. For dawn is approaching. Unless you....wanted to take a bit from me now and sleep here, with me?" She posed it as a question that she had wanted to ask him. Sleep together in the same room, the same bed.

 

Well....that would be an Idea. A very good Idea. *he nodded, wrapping his Armes around her slowly and kissed her neck, before he bites her very carefully, he just took enough for the next Hours as he went back and healed the Wound*

 

She gasped softly at his bite and shivered as that gasp turned into a soft moan. When he pulled back, she blushed and smiled softly at him. "Better, my love?" She curled up again beside him, now it was she who held him.

 

Much better, my Love. Thank you so much. *he smiled and wrapped his Armes around her, smiling at her and resting his Forehead against her's*

 

She held him close, resting her forehead against his as Dawn slowly approached. "When you wake, I wish to talk to you about you---possibly moving into this room with me. It doesn't bother me, your daysleep and I would like it, if we could share a space." She kissed him. "That is if you want to, my love."

 

Oh yes, I really would love to share your Room with you, Darling. *he nodded and smiled* That would be really wonderful my Liebling.

 

"Good. That makes me happy to hear you say so, my Dear." She leaned over and kissed him tenderly. "We talk more about it when you wake my love." She nuzzled him as the sun slowly came up.

 

Thank you, Darling. *he smiled as he slipped into his Daysleep*

 

She kissed him as he slowly fell into his daysleep. "Sleep well my love. Sweet dreams." She whispered to him before curling up beside him for a few moments. She watched him fade into his daysleep, smiling softly as after an hour, she had to get up and see to the triplets. Life...never stopped. But she would be back early to be with him when he awoke.

 

*he slept very deep this time, not waking up with a Nightmare what he sometimes had*

 

As the sun slowly went down, Becca went back to their room and curled up beside Breda. Smiling softly, she kissed his forehead as she settled back down for him to awaken.

 

*he woke up and smiled* Waking up and having you by my Side is so amazing, my Love. Good Morning. *he smiled and kissed her*

 

"Good Evening, Love." She giggled softly at their greetings as she smiled down at him. "I shall be here every night when you awaken, mein schatz. I like it, watching you come back to me." She kissed him back.

 

Mhmm, that would be so wonderful, mein Schatz. *he smiled as they uses German again and returns her kiss softly*

 

She curled closer to him, till she was laying her head upon his chest, one of her arms around his waist. Strange, that she heard no heart beat under her ear, but she didn't need to hear it to know that Breda, loved her. She tilted her head back a bit to smile at him. "What would you like to do tonight, my Love?"

 

Hmmm. *he was thinking* A good Question my Love. A very good Question.

 

She was content to lay within his arms while he thought about what it was they should do that night. She had had a very long day, but had taken a nap to be able to be up with him. Whatever he decided.

 

How about a warm Bath? In the Tub? *he smiled at her* I know, you would Love that.

 

Her smile only grew at hearing his idea and she nodded, slowly but eagerly. "That----sounds wonderful, my Dear." They didn't get much time just to themselves most nights. The kids stayed up late sometimes for night classes and then she had to tell each of them goodnight before the house went totally silent. So it was nice, when she and Breda got a few moments, just them, together.

 

*He smiled and wrapped his Armes around her, kissing her passionately and lovingly* Mhhh your Lips are so soft. *he carefully waved his Hand and the Tub was filled with warm Water* Our Bath is ready, my Liebling.

 

She loved being with him. Every since she met him, she had found peace. He brought her such happiness. Kissing him made her heart skip as she lightly caressed his face, nuzzling into his embrace. She shivered a bit as he worked his magic and smiled brighter. "It's perfect, my Dear." She kissed him again and slid out of his embrace and started to undress.

 

*He smiled as he saw her shiver, helping her carefully out of her Clothes and into the Tub, slowly he joins her* Ohhhh yes, that's wonderful!

 

She waited till Breda joined her, and watched as he slowly slipped under the water and got comfortable. Only once he was comfy, did she move to settle into his embrace, all but sitting on his lap as she leaned back against him, her head resting against his chest.

 

*he wrapped his Armes around her, holding her and caresses her Back slowly* Mmhhhhhh that felt so good, Liebling. I love that. This should never End.

 

"As do I, Mein Schatz. Relaxing with you is always something I enjoy the most." She tilted her head back to smile at him and pulled him down for a soft kiss.

 

That's so true, mein Schatz. *he smiled and kissed her passionately, but soft*

 

Her fingers threaded through his long, dark hair, pulling him closer as she growled lightly at him. The water was warm around them both, and she loved being in his arms. Being this close to him, gave her time to really look at him, take him in without feeling rude. His eyes were a dark blue, and they sparkled in the candlelight. His skin was pale and perfect, not a blemish anywhere and though he was cool to the touch, the warm water warmed him up too. Making it even more relaxing to be within his embrace. Both cool and warm. He was truly beautiful to her, and it showed, in the way that she looked at him.

 

*he smiled as she was cuddling closer against him and holds her tight, Kissing her Head and looked into her Eyes, where he just find Love and Desire*

 

There was nothing really to say to each other for the moment was a tender one. Soft, gentle even. The type of moment two people who are truly in love get to share so rarely together. Becca was hopelessly in love with the man before her, and there were no words worthy enough to say to him just how much.

 

*as he was hopeless in Love with her, she was his Universe, his Sunlight, his Fledermäuschen, he loves her so sooooo much*

 

Curled up in his arms, relaxing against him and enjoying his touches, his kisses and nips, she damn near zoned out cause she was so blissfully happy.

 

*he was closing his eyes a bit, still holding her into his armes and nipping at her, he knows that she loves that*

 

"Hmmmm.....I love you so much Breda Krolock....so so much!" She said softly as she rested fully against him. She enjoyed this time with him, because with triplets, one never knew how long this would last.

 

*as he enjoyed the Time with her, caressing her back and carefully licking over her neck, he loves to make her shiver*

 

It was as she was tilting her head back to give him better access that it happened....the door to the cabin burst open and three voices could be heard all the way from the living room...LOUDLY! Becca resisted the urge to chuckle as she nuzzled into Breda's neck, sighing softly. "Seems our brood have found their way back home, my Love." She said, teasingly. "Maybe if we are quiet, they won't find us." She giggled.

 

It seems like they're back, Honey. *he whispered and nodded at her Plan, smiling, trying not to giggle* Shhhhht. We need to be sooooo quiet.

 

"HEY! HAS ANYONE SEEN MOM!" Allya's voice could be heard from down the hall.

"No. Last I heard, she and Breda were going for a walk." Armand's voice could be heard, answering her.

"A walk! But it's LATE!" Allya playfully whined. Only to giggle. "Oh wait! What's that smell?"

Becca looked up at Breda with wide eyes, trying not to giggle as she waited with him to see what would happen.

"Smell? I don't----" Rheagal trailed off before footsteps could be heard marching down the hall! "MOM! BREDA! You in there!"

"BRO! DON'T!" Armand's voice echoed.

"You mean they----OMG! EWWWWWWW!!!" Rheagal shouted, playful gagging noises could be heard coming just outside their door. "YOU HAVE KIDS HERE YOU KNOW!" He shouted, teasing.

"Don't be a cockblock, Rheagal!"

"ALLYA!" Armand shouted which made Allya laugh.

"Oh please! He totally is...."

Becca by this point had turned three shades of red and was laughing silently.

 

*This was the Moment where Breda was happy that he didn't need to breath... He carefully looked over the Tub as he saw Allya veeery close and shook his head* ~No Way out, my Love!~

*then he was listening to the conversation and hides his giggle*

 

The sounds of laughter were coming from behind the door. The kids were in their room, but had not opened the bathroom door yet, even they knew better than to do that. Privacy was very important in this house...to an extent.

"We will be right out!" Becca laughed, shaking her head, and looking down at Breda, which made her laugh harder. Was he hiding? "It's ok love. They won't come in."

"RHEAGAL! Leave them alone!" Allya shouted with a laugh from the kitchen.

"Just...you guys are GROSS!" Rheagal teased.

"Rheagal! Honestly, come on..." Armand walked over to him and pushed him back down the hallway. "Don't tease them"

 

*He came up and smiled* Yes, I was hiding. *he giggled and peeked to the Door* Are they gone? No, I hear Rheagal's Heartbeat out there. *he giggled, feels like a Teen*

 

"You are so silly, Liebling." She giggled and bent down to kiss him. "They might still be out there, but they won't come in." She chuckled. "Come on....we best get out since they know we are here."

 

Yes and veeery silent. *he whispers and giggled as he stood up and reaches out for a towel* Wait, I got it! I got it!

 

Standing, she reached for the towel Breda handed her, kissing him tenderly. "Thank you my love. Perhaps we will have some us time later, once they go to sleep." She chuckled softly as she went to dress.

 

That would be wonderful, my Love. *he smiled and dried himself, then he gets dressed and helped her*

 

Once she finished dressing, she rushed out the room playfully, scattering the triplets, who squealed and ran around the living room. Even Rheagal, laughed and dived for the sofa to hide.

 

*he watches them and giggled, looking around, he really loves that*

 

"Alright you rascals! Get to bed." Becca chuckled softly. Turning to smile at Breda, she held out her hand to him. "Story time, Love. Want to join us?" She usually told her brood a bedtime story each night, even though they were older and said they had outgrown such things...they still liked it. This time, Becca invited Breda with them.

 

Oh yeah, I would love to hear a Bedtime Story. *he nodded and followed them*

 

Becca smiled and took Breda's hand into her own and together they walked upstairs towards the triplet's room. They, already in bed and waiting.

"Mom, tell us the wolf one!" Allya perked up.

"Not that one. we hear that one so much!" Rheagal chuckled, fixing his blankets around him.

"How about a new one?" Armand perked up.

"Alright, alright." Becca laughed softly and settled in a rocking chair nearby. "Get comfy and I will begin."

 

*He was curious and took a Seat on the Floor, waiting what Story she would pick out*