A Warrior's Perception
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In truth, he had been the one who was obsessed since the day he watched her scale over Shinonoble Keep's wall. Not only had he been obsessed but he had fantasized about her more than he cared to admit. And had he not been acting like a fool in his jealousy? He had Calin sent to England for trying to snatch her away. He had killed Pierre for hurting her. He had fought Darten for flirting with her and had wanted to break Flaron's neck for hugging her. And not to mention the fact that he loathed Jahfar for protecting her when he himself should have been the one doing the protecting.
Kagan grew still as his thoughts turned even uglier. Was he not the one who ordered her father to have her trained and then to put an end to her training? Was he not the one who had caused her grief? If Crimm had not of taken flight with her, she would have died because of his obsession. It was indeed a matter of perception!
He looked up as Andra turned on her heel and sheathed her sword. He watched as her hips swayed and her long mane blew around her glorious body. His heart burst into flames as she walked away.
“Ell'andra!” His cry was deep and primal, “I love you!”
Hear him roar!
Andra caught her breath and turned. Kagan fell to his knees as she glided back to her proud warrior god. Her heart sang in triumphant as his face softened and his eyes clouded with the love she so desperately needed from him. She fell to her knees before him and took his face into her hands.
“Say it again!” Her utter and complete happiness showered Kagan with its radiant light as she kissed his lips.
“I love you. I will always love you Ell'andra Jaqualine Duncan McKregan and I will always bow to you and fall at your feet. I have always been yours to command.” He grinned as she threw her arms around his neck, “A wise old man once told me that a woman held my destiny in the palm of her hand. So tell me wife, what is it you will have me do?”
Andra kissed his godly lips and whispered, “I will have you love me for all time.”
“That can be arranged,” he whispered back as he slowly peeled the fine silks from her body and claimed her as only a god could, “For all time.”
Time snapped his fingers and the fates fell at his feet as the mist billowed around him. The features of Haggart melted away to reveal the true face of Time. The fates white wavy hair covered their bodies from head to toe as they curled around his white robed legs. Their large green eyes peered up at their father's ancient face as they waited for him to speak.
“We have spied enough for now. Let them have some privacy. We must make new plans for the future. The babe she carries must be taught well for he has power to define all of our futures. Come, we must begin preparations.”