"Ah, there you are Roxsanna." Malcolm Hawke smiled at his sixteen year old daughter who was leaning against the wooden stature. Roxsanna smiled brightly at her father who shook his head, always appearing in strange places that girl, maybe she was practicing magic! That would be wonderful! Maybe she should bring Bethany along next time.

"Dear, what are you doing in the barn at this time? You don't have any late work do you?" He asked with a small crease in his handsome brow, but his daughter shook her head with a small smile

"Just helping out Justin with some errands and small jobs, nothing really, just making myself useful." That smile her father pulled made her feel a swell of guilt. His hand caressed her curly orange locks, a few bits of straw entangled in them, he just laughed carefully pulling them out

"Your mother would go crazy if she knew you were getting so dirty."

"What?" She asked quickly as her cheeks pinked slightly, but Malcolm put the few bits of golden grass in front of her eyes.

"Oh, right! Awe well, can't be a lady all the time." She grinned brushing her hands through her hair and shaking her mane out.

"Remember to be home before sun down, your mother will slaughter me if she knows I let you be out latter than that." He grimaced teasing a laugh from his offspring and a look of adoration shinning his way

"Of course, dad, now go on! Last I checked Carver wanted to show you some sword tricks he's learnt from that templar; Bernard." However the smile fell from Malcolm's face and he sighed shaking his head,

"That boy…"

"He wants to impress you." Roxsanna soothed rubbing Malcolm's arm gently and his own eyes met her bewitching white ones, such rare beauty he'd brought in to life…

He smiled delicately and rubbed her cheek again

"My dear, never grow up."

"Psh, me? Grow up? Have you been smelling the chantry's incense again? Dad, go on! Carver will blame it on me if your late and I'm sick of him complaining. Go!" She laughed pushing her father from the barn as he chuckled and moved with her tiny strength.

"All right! All right! Be back before tea!" He called walking away and waving at his daughter who smiled crookedly at him and waved back timidly.

Her smile fell as soon as her father was out of sight and she wondered back in to the barn, a golden glow every where thanks to the fresh hay. Her small hands rested on her hips while she studied her feet.

"He gone?" The male scoffed brushing the dead grass from his hair and Roxsanna sighed nodding, almost caught that time too. The smirk on her lovers face did nothing for the butterflies in her stomach, nor the heat in her face.

"I shouldn't lie to my father." That was true.

"I shouldn't be fraternizing with any one but Templars either, but…isn't this what you want?" The amour clad male soothed rubbing her shoulders sending shivers up her spine, Roxsanna opened her eyes and had millions of thoughts race through her head.

No, I don't. I want your body. I want you. I like you. I hate you. I'm supposed to hate you. Why can't you not be a templar in training? Why can't I be a normal human being? Why am I doing this? You're just a safety net. You are my revenge. Why can't you see past that? Are Templars so stupid?

"Yes…it's what I want." She smiled looking up in to his blue orbs that sparkled when she spoke. He leaned down and claimed her lips in a chase quick kiss, it didn't bring fireworks or bring flowers in to bloom, none of those silly things she'd thought and dreamed about.

Evan was a templar in training. Her father, sister and herself was a mage.

"We'll have to stop this one day you know." He mumbled.

"I know." She sighed while he embraced her the small waver in his voice as he spoke.

"…I'll have to kill you one day."

No, he wouldn't. She wouldn't let it get that far. She'd snap him like a twig before that day came.

The cruel, sadistic smirk over taking her lips while he couldn't see her face. It was comical.

It was wonderful.

It was her own little justice.

"…I know, until then…can you not bring it up?"

"Mood spoiler?"

"No. I find the idea of setting you on fire vastly wondrous, but the barn isn't the place for a raunchy evening like that." She 'joked' with a smile.

"Too right. Too much hay."

"Yeah…"

Roxsanna watched the desire demon give her a wicked grin as she looked over Evan's armored shoulder.