Deep breaths... DUCK! The battle continued on as the small
girl twist and turned to avoid the sword. finally tired of the
game she was playing she turned and grabbed hold of her
opponent's hand and twisted it resulting in him dropping his
weapon.
"ENOUGH" her father called. Standing straight the girl
took a deep breath, sweat dripping down her face as her body
calmed itself from her harsh training. "hello father , mother
you look well" her voice rang through the air as high and
delicate as a wind chime. "You have done well your skills have
improved you are indeed your father's daughter." her mother
Aphrodite goddess of love and beauty spoke softly, voice
dripping in pride that her daughter was on her way to being
one of the top warriors. "As you are your mother's daughter
my lovely Rose. But that is not what i have come to speak
with you about. The time has comes my dear Rose for you to
marry" Ares god of war spoke to his daughter. Shocked the
small girl stood frozen. She could hear her heartbeat in her
ears. "Marriage father i'm not ready for marriage."
"Yes my dear it is time." the soft voice of her mother once
again sounded. "Very well then."
Footsteps sounded through the hall as the two feral bother
walked down the corridor to the large double doors. " this is itVic your about to meet the woman you're going to marry." All
the younger brother got in return was a grunt, but if you
looked closely you could see the slight upturn in the elder
feral's lips. Finally a woman who could handle him. Most
women were too fragile, or aged whilst he stayed the same. As
the doors opened the two ferals were met with what seemed to
be woman carved by the gods. Warm creamy blemish free
caramel skin with a golden hue. deep chocolate hazel eyes
framed by dark thick lashes. Plump heart shaped lips a
seashell pink. Letting his eyes drift down to the large swell of
her breast and a tiny waist falling into wide hip with a round
rear,with thick muscular thighs and dainty hands and feet.
Standing at an even five foot Nevaeh Rose daughter of Ares
and Aphrodite barely reached the chest of victor creed. Victor
Creed never believed in love, let alone love at first sight but
now he was believing that was something possible in horrid
world. "Hello." the bell like voice sounded confident something
that intrigued Victor. Just as her father made his presents
known "Victor how be your travels" Ares's voice boomed
stopping the man's thoughts from wondering what lies under
Rose's barely there armor. Aphrodite then turned to her
daughter "my lovely Rose this is the man that will take your
hand in marriage." contemplating this Rose the ask "is he
capable? Can he fight in battle? Is he immortal like the rest of
us? Because i will not marry someone who will soon die and
leave me alone." her father then clears the air of all questionsand doubts "do you think we would allow someone to marry
you and not have everything to offer you?" feeling a bit
sheepish she merily give her father an apologetic smile then
turns to Victor and gives him a shy bashful smile muttering
that she will go freshen up. Victor turns to his younger
brother and gives a small smirk and speaks for the first
time"i'm gonna die a happy man."
