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Yep I am posting two chaps. this also is happening during Mapstone's Dream timeline about a week after Timas confronts the Lord Gov. and has returned home. like the other chapter I am taking a chance and putting this up before Trina has polished it up and added her geniuses so sorry for all the bad spelling and grammar that I know I mutilated. As soon as she checks it I will repost with the clean version so if that stuff bothers you come back later OK! I really had a lot of trouble catching this plot bunny and wrangling him down wrote it out a few times a few different ways and I still don't know if I got it quite right so Please!review want to learn how to make it all better. I love suggestions as long as they aren't nasty or cruel.

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8 Hidden Books

It happened again today. I keep loosing control. We were about to interview the mage when she entered in a bit of a rage. It is obvious that she knows many of the wall sacrifices were not totally voluntary and she doesn't approve. She suspects our plans for the mage as well. Normally when I am expecting a visit from the Lady this isn't a problem. I just take extra precautions to grab a titer hold on the kings mind and logic since I am unable to take a hold of his heart and emotions. Then I do my best to avert my eyes from her, but today her intrusion was completely unexpected. Before I knew what was happening I was locked in her gaze longingly for a way to truly have everything that was the Kings. In that moment my control of his power and position didn't much matter. When it was obvious to the woman that I wasn't going to answer whatever ridiculous question I had just missed she began to question the kind. It wasn't until I saw him look at me with dazed confusion that threatened to bring a new found clarity of his own thoughts that I snapped out of my own stupor. She was breaking my hold on him. I recovered his mind quickly with out her notice then I told him to stay and spend some personal time dealing with her worries. When I knew I had an unshakable grasp on him once again I got away from her as quickly as possible using the excuse of the mage for my escape. That woman is so confounding it is nearly impossible to concentrate on controlling the King when she is in our presence. Strength and power caress her like a possessive lover yet she rains them in to bow her will to that mindless sap of a king. In times of war and immediate danger he was a great king and a fair leader but the strain of securing this kingdom has taken his vigor. Now I lead him like a puppy on a leash. I keep him unknowing of the court's bureaucracy and he is naturally unfocused when it comes to personal or political power most of all he is willing to do anything given the hope that Mornhavon can be permanently restrained. He will give up anything that is except her and those damn riders, Even in his weakest state he is strong enough to resist me and secure their safety unwilling to sacrifice the riders to the wall. Their power and magic is the only thing that can rival my own. I will have to be more cautious of the riders and more vigilant in my opposition to the control their captain has been able to keep with the King. I will have to be more careful of my self as well one capturing look and she could totally bewitch me derailing my plans and destroying my power. I have spent my life rising from nowhere and nothing to secure a place of power. I cannot allow my weakness for one woman to stop me from securing the future of my son Mirwell and his future generations. I will not allow her to take away my advantage with the king. I have to stop thinking of Lil and concentrate on my purpose.

Theanduris Silverwood.

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Karigan G'ladheon! She always got under his skin in the worst made him week. She always exposed his flows revealing the truth that he was less than what he should be. She had become his opposite and every time he tried to regain what she had taken from him he only lost more ground.

He remember it like it was yesterday, it started small enough with what he thought to be an insignificant loss, it was the first thing she ever stole from him his breath.

He was the son of a Lord Governor and it was normal to have people fall all over him. In fact out side of his ever disapproving father no one had ever challenged or dishonored him. He and Birch were literally 'running' late as usual but he wasn't paying any attention to were he was going since he was too busy bragging about a triumphant conquest in procuring a kiss from Kenzie Lacleur. He rounded a corner and next thing he new he was on the ground twisted up in the skirt of some girl. His immediate reaction was to shift the blame back on his victim telling to watch were she was going and insulting her dexterity. It wasn't until he had verbally alienated the girl in front of several on lookers that he really got a glimpse of the wild beauty beneath him. He could tell that she like her beautiful hair was untamed and spirited there was a flame of life and mischievous that danced in her eyes and it hypnotized him for a moment. Even when he saw the light in her eyes changing to rage he was reluctant to free the girl from under him. Anger lit a fire under the girls skin turning her cheeks a soft pink it was very distracting it wasn't until her heard the laughter of the others around him that he realized that she began to banter with him. Not only did her simple beauty take him off guard but he was completely unprepared for her cunning and wit. Seeing her strength and control he tried desperately to regain control of the situation and shift the girl obstinacy to something he could control or manipulate with his pull of title and power. As a last ditch effort to obtain the girls attention and salvage his own pride he tried intimidation. It had worked a million times before belittling someone until they gave in and huddled under his forgiveness, tolerance and power, but it didn't work this time. She didn't bend to his attempts of humiliation she only became more breath taking and defiant. Her strength of self only made him more aware that he was lacking of any true worth. He was pretty sure she had reached her limit and thought she may punch him, perhaps he could use that against her to. Timas, had learned from his father that guilt was a powerful weapon it made a great replacement when one had no access to fear, and he could tell with this girl fear was not going to avail itself to him. He was buckling down preparing for the contact of her furry when Estrel stepped in front of the girl and began calming her down. Then Estrel whispered something in the girls ear they giggled and began to walk away.

As the two girls disappeared into a distant hallway Birch steadied his friend. Timas Mirwell was light headed and dizzy. He had so focused on the retreating figure of the wide-eyed wild haired girl that Timas had forgotten to breath. She had quite literally stolen his breath away. When he realized the girl had escaped him completely, Timas, didn't have to pretend that he was seething mad although he did have to alter his reasoning. Unable to deal with his self loathing he turned his anger from his self to the girl continued to belittle the her to the remaining students in her absence.

The two of them continued on like this for quite sometime. Witty public banters that she would almost com to a conclusion and then one of her friends fearing Timas' revenge would step in and whisk her away never allowing either of them to lad a defined strike. Timas was torn between his mounting shame and a strange longing that kept growing.

That's how it always was with Karigan frustration rage longing and desire masked under annoyance and indifference. Timas tried to regain all of the pride he had lost in his interactions with the girl in a sparing match, Timas was handed the girls public humiliation on a silver platter. I figured once he put the girl in her place he would graciously praise her efforts and offer her his assistance with training. In one stoke he would secure his standing and obtain more personal time with the girl,. He had planned it all out perfectly except one thing he had never thought to find out what the girls skill was with a saber. She was good but he was better until he was distracted and ultimately undone by her wild hair flashing eyes and soft sweet sent that rolled of her sun-kissed skin. Once she had beaten him he had nothing left but a cheaters attack and he took it attempting to save his pride but in the end she stole it too. Failing to regaining the insignificant approval of his peers he lost something of much greater value, when his father found out what had happened he lost all hope and respect for the boy.

Years later the torture was made more acute when Karigan came bearing a message for the King. He tried to comfort himself with a display of his newly acquired power but when she looked at him he could see the disgust and discomfort in her eyes. She saw the week deception of borrowed power and knew him for what he was and to her that was quite simple he was lacking.

In rescuing Estora she was finally give a place of position and power only to steel the promise he had been given for both. He tried to hat Karigan but that failed too, because the bitter flames of his hatred only betrayed him to become a consuming fire of obsession were every thought and action became tainted by the remembrance of who she was and what she had become.

In a sorry attempt to break her hold on him, Timas, went before the other Lord governors to try and make sure she could never take anything from him again. He wanted her forever removed from his presence because he knew if she returned she would only ruin him further taking what little he had left. Hell she wouldn't even have to take it he was so pathetically taken with her that he would eventually hand her his own destruction wrapped up in ribbon with a bow.

Damn that rider captain of hers too. He could see it in the counsel room she knew their history and he couldn't stand in her way. She would move heaven and earth to bring G'ladheon back and seal his doom.

Timas picked up his fathers shield and glared at his families crest sealed in the center. He was surprised to find that as always his anger and hatred wasn't even for Karigan but it was really turned toward himself. A hundred generations for strength and power undone by his own weakness and his inability to rid himself of one woman. Engulfed with rage and self-pity he hurled the shield at his fathers portrait on the mantle. The shield ripped through the canvas to reveal a hidden compartment above the fireplace holding several tattered books and several withered scrolls.

Timas reached in and took hold of the Largest book opening it he found it was the personal diary of one Theanduris Silverwood. Inside the cover was and inscription:

To my son may my words and power give you the strength and knowledge to subdue all that you desire.

Timas sat sown next to the fireplace carefully opening the ancient manuscript somewhere in the middle and began to read. After reading a single entry Timas was amazed to find that reading the similar struggles of someone else could bring the long awaited answer he had been searching for. It was like magic the words and down fall of this man finally helped him to see his own mistake.

Karigan G'ladheon had stolen his breath, pride, power and purpose and he was without hope of ever regaining them from her so out of fear he tried to rid himself of her avoid her just like this relative of his it was then that Timas saw he had been going about all of this the wrong way. Timas didn't need to regain the useless small fragments of his own existence that he had lost to the woman, there was only one way to recover everything as it should be and that was to posses not what she had taken from him but to posses her. Obtaining Karigan finally gave him back his purpose. Owning her would give him back his pride and controlling her would be more power than he could ever hope for. He would have Karigan by any means necessary. With that thought Timas became locked and focused and holding the book in his hands he felt a surge of strength and power like never before. He reopened the book that had given him this life altering revelation and began to read it from the beginning. As his eyes began to take in it's hidden power a new confidence began to overtake him. He would have everything he ever wanted and more. He would not be denied power position and most of all like the inscription of the book he would subdue her.

What do you think everybody? Sorry if it was to long or descriptive.