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Wearing nothing but Joshua’s loosely buttoned tunic and hat, Mei lay beside her fiancée; quietly giggling as she carefully placed a piece of bread into his mouth. After their recent activities the pair of them were famished, with the breakfast they’d eaten back at her parent’s house being nothing more than a distant memory.
Gently brushing aside a loose strand of hair from his face with a fingertip Mei lovingly gazed upon the man beside her with a look of pure adoration that verged on worship on her face; the girl perfectly willing to enter the realms of hell if Joshua asked her to “Why did we wait so long before doing this?” Mei quietly asked before plucking a piece of bread from off of the small wooden plate and placing it between her lips “…I mean that was…magnificent, especially the second time” she said flushing bright red and giggling in a girly manner at the memory.
The first time had been sweet and Mei wouldn’t have traded it for the world, but it had been during their second attempt that the pair of them had started to explore; discovering exactly what it was that made each other tick such as the sensitive patch on the side of Mei’s neck that never failed to make her melt in his Joshua’s arms when he kissed her there “you know, I think I could get used to being your wife…speaking of which, I don’t suppose you’ve given any further thought as to when you’d like to make a honest woman of me?” she quietly asked, punctuating the question with gentle kiss on his cheek. It wasn’t that she was worried that now that they’d slept together that he’d run out on her with the first pretty girl he found but rather that her own excitement over her upcoming marriage was almost unbearable. She wanted to marry him, wanted to be his wife and raise his children and would willingly do whatever it took in order to make that dream a reality. Though admittedly being asked to give up her magic would certainly make her pause for thought just as giving up Auldhulma would for Joshua as it was part of who they were, and the idea of seeing Joshua without a sword at his side just wouldn’t be right.
Content to remain within their tiny sanctuary away from the hustle and bustle of the camp and its army, Mei gently rested her head upon Joshua’s shoulder with a satisfied sigh before quietly murmuring in his ear “so…what are we going to do with ourselves for the rest of the day?”
Leilani had spent most of the afternoon helping Red and the strike team, or at least those that had returned from the field dismantle the camp and pack it onto the back of a cart. The entire camp seeming to be a bustle of energy as entire sections were dismantled and loaded onto carts, wagons and even rucksacks with whatever wasn’t required being simply abandoned for the jungle to reclaim.
Carrying Red’s chair over to the cart, Leilani idly listened as she and the rest of the team discussed another group that had been present at the battle with Red saying that although the men in question were good warriors, they weren’t great warriors like they were with one of her men quickly speaking up to correct her “No, they are great warriors…they’re just really bad soldiers, they have absolutely no discipline or form of leadership with which to guide them” Edward responded to his commanding officers question with a wry shake of his head, knowing that if they were organised that the Blades would truly be a force to reckon with.
It was at this point that the conversation took an unexpected turn with Leilani nearly dropping the chair she was carrying “Me!? No…I…I’m a girl, it is…” she had been about to say forbidden only to then remember that Red was in fact a girl herself and that she was allowed to wield a sword so why not her? “I…I don’t know, I’d have to ask mistress Sun” Leilani replied uncertainly, throwing a look at the farmhouse into which her mistress and Joshua had disappeared into with no sign of them reappearing any time soon “Do…Do you really think I could use a sword?” she asked anxiously, though her question was more than likely drowned out by the strike teams protests over a former prisoner being trained. To be honest she couldn’t really blame them as the last time they’d seen her she’d been bound hand and foot with no idea that her joining them was even an option.
It was as the strike voiced their concerns and doubts over her trustworthiness that Leilani pondered the possibility of not only a girl being permitted to wield a sword, but that the girl in question could be her. Girls weren’t allowed to be warriors or heroes, the girls in the stories she so loved to read were only ever portrayed as damsel’s in distress to be rescued or the purveyors of useful information with which the hero could slay the beast and then return to sweep her off her feet. But maybe…just maybe the stories were wrong about this and that a girl was capable of being a brave warrior and becoming a hero? Perhaps she could even save her handsome prince from the clutches of some fell creature? Now wouldn’t that be a story worth reading.
Gently brushing aside a loose strand of hair from his face with a fingertip Mei lovingly gazed upon the man beside her with a look of pure adoration that verged on worship on her face; the girl perfectly willing to enter the realms of hell if Joshua asked her to “Why did we wait so long before doing this?” Mei quietly asked before plucking a piece of bread from off of the small wooden plate and placing it between her lips “…I mean that was…magnificent, especially the second time” she said flushing bright red and giggling in a girly manner at the memory.
The first time had been sweet and Mei wouldn’t have traded it for the world, but it had been during their second attempt that the pair of them had started to explore; discovering exactly what it was that made each other tick such as the sensitive patch on the side of Mei’s neck that never failed to make her melt in his Joshua’s arms when he kissed her there “you know, I think I could get used to being your wife…speaking of which, I don’t suppose you’ve given any further thought as to when you’d like to make a honest woman of me?” she quietly asked, punctuating the question with gentle kiss on his cheek. It wasn’t that she was worried that now that they’d slept together that he’d run out on her with the first pretty girl he found but rather that her own excitement over her upcoming marriage was almost unbearable. She wanted to marry him, wanted to be his wife and raise his children and would willingly do whatever it took in order to make that dream a reality. Though admittedly being asked to give up her magic would certainly make her pause for thought just as giving up Auldhulma would for Joshua as it was part of who they were, and the idea of seeing Joshua without a sword at his side just wouldn’t be right.
Content to remain within their tiny sanctuary away from the hustle and bustle of the camp and its army, Mei gently rested her head upon Joshua’s shoulder with a satisfied sigh before quietly murmuring in his ear “so…what are we going to do with ourselves for the rest of the day?”
Leilani had spent most of the afternoon helping Red and the strike team, or at least those that had returned from the field dismantle the camp and pack it onto the back of a cart. The entire camp seeming to be a bustle of energy as entire sections were dismantled and loaded onto carts, wagons and even rucksacks with whatever wasn’t required being simply abandoned for the jungle to reclaim.
Carrying Red’s chair over to the cart, Leilani idly listened as she and the rest of the team discussed another group that had been present at the battle with Red saying that although the men in question were good warriors, they weren’t great warriors like they were with one of her men quickly speaking up to correct her “No, they are great warriors…they’re just really bad soldiers, they have absolutely no discipline or form of leadership with which to guide them” Edward responded to his commanding officers question with a wry shake of his head, knowing that if they were organised that the Blades would truly be a force to reckon with.
It was at this point that the conversation took an unexpected turn with Leilani nearly dropping the chair she was carrying “Me!? No…I…I’m a girl, it is…” she had been about to say forbidden only to then remember that Red was in fact a girl herself and that she was allowed to wield a sword so why not her? “I…I don’t know, I’d have to ask mistress Sun” Leilani replied uncertainly, throwing a look at the farmhouse into which her mistress and Joshua had disappeared into with no sign of them reappearing any time soon “Do…Do you really think I could use a sword?” she asked anxiously, though her question was more than likely drowned out by the strike teams protests over a former prisoner being trained. To be honest she couldn’t really blame them as the last time they’d seen her she’d been bound hand and foot with no idea that her joining them was even an option.
It was as the strike voiced their concerns and doubts over her trustworthiness that Leilani pondered the possibility of not only a girl being permitted to wield a sword, but that the girl in question could be her. Girls weren’t allowed to be warriors or heroes, the girls in the stories she so loved to read were only ever portrayed as damsel’s in distress to be rescued or the purveyors of useful information with which the hero could slay the beast and then return to sweep her off her feet. But maybe…just maybe the stories were wrong about this and that a girl was capable of being a brave warrior and becoming a hero? Perhaps she could even save her handsome prince from the clutches of some fell creature? Now wouldn’t that be a story worth reading.