hey guys, this is almost the end.
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Kalasin struggled in Jaron's grasp. Finally, with a solid kick to his lower back, he set her down in a clearing and strengthened his magical shield.
His blue eyes mocking, Jaron stared at her from head to to. Furiously, Kally shook off his hands and stepped back. She tried to quell the fear rising in her throat as he advanced closer and closer.
"Get away from me!" Kal hissed, kicking off her high heeled shoes. She couldn't reach her hairpin/dagger without detection.
Jaron laughed.
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Daine hugged Numair again, instantly forgetting the battle below. Her tears trickled into his shirt.
"Numair! Im sorry!" she sobbed.
He held her tightly. "I still can't belive you're back!" Reaching into his breeches pocket, he removed the small box that he had held for so long. Keeping her in one arm, he gingerly opened it and took out his ring.
Turning back to her surprised face, he studied her eyes. "Daine?"
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Kalasin backed up until her back hit the edge of Jaron's shield. Grasping her shoulders firmly, Jaron watched her face. Clearly amused, he shook her once.
"Your father ruined my plans, but i still have you." He growled softly. "How did he- ah, the Wildmage. But no matter." He smoothed the lock of golden hair back, his insane eyes calm. But that only scared her more.
Her mind reeling, Kally tried to remember what Onua had taught her. "Womanly ways can be deceiving. Use that to your advantage." The woman had winked at her.
Making her eyes wide and frightened, Kally feigned innocence. She didn't need to fake fear, and she sunk to her knees onto the grass. Schooling her expression to be timid and afraid, she watched as satisfaction colored Jaron's face. Obviously, he preferred a submissive attitude.
Still panicking, Kally's mind screamed. She needed the hairpin, badly. Slowly taking off her tiara, she hung it gracefully on her wrist. Casually taking out the sheathed hairpin, her long black hair cascaded around her shoulders and down to the ground in shimmering waves.
"Lovely thing," Jaron murmered as his fingers dug into the skin of her arms. "It will be a shame." She repressed the urge to shudder as his hands touched her bare shoulders.
Positioning her dagger conveniantly behind her pale skirts, Kally sat closer to Jaron and prepared herself. She let him come closer, kiss her, hold her, as she held her wrist high and deadly.
Could he see his death coming? All it would take is a flinch of his mad blue eyes.
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Collun yelled for Kalasin, wheeling his mount around. "Kally! Where are you!" Desperation seared at his heart. Would he get there in time?
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Kalasin struggled in Jaron's grasp. Finally, with a solid kick to his lower back, he set her down in a clearing and strengthened his magical shield.
His blue eyes mocking, Jaron stared at her from head to to. Furiously, Kally shook off his hands and stepped back. She tried to quell the fear rising in her throat as he advanced closer and closer.
"Get away from me!" Kal hissed, kicking off her high heeled shoes. She couldn't reach her hairpin/dagger without detection.
Jaron laughed.
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Daine hugged Numair again, instantly forgetting the battle below. Her tears trickled into his shirt.
"Numair! Im sorry!" she sobbed.
He held her tightly. "I still can't belive you're back!" Reaching into his breeches pocket, he removed the small box that he had held for so long. Keeping her in one arm, he gingerly opened it and took out his ring.
Turning back to her surprised face, he studied her eyes. "Daine?"
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Kalasin backed up until her back hit the edge of Jaron's shield. Grasping her shoulders firmly, Jaron watched her face. Clearly amused, he shook her once.
"Your father ruined my plans, but i still have you." He growled softly. "How did he- ah, the Wildmage. But no matter." He smoothed the lock of golden hair back, his insane eyes calm. But that only scared her more.
Her mind reeling, Kally tried to remember what Onua had taught her. "Womanly ways can be deceiving. Use that to your advantage." The woman had winked at her.
Making her eyes wide and frightened, Kally feigned innocence. She didn't need to fake fear, and she sunk to her knees onto the grass. Schooling her expression to be timid and afraid, she watched as satisfaction colored Jaron's face. Obviously, he preferred a submissive attitude.
Still panicking, Kally's mind screamed. She needed the hairpin, badly. Slowly taking off her tiara, she hung it gracefully on her wrist. Casually taking out the sheathed hairpin, her long black hair cascaded around her shoulders and down to the ground in shimmering waves.
"Lovely thing," Jaron murmered as his fingers dug into the skin of her arms. "It will be a shame." She repressed the urge to shudder as his hands touched her bare shoulders.
Positioning her dagger conveniantly behind her pale skirts, Kally sat closer to Jaron and prepared herself. She let him come closer, kiss her, hold her, as she held her wrist high and deadly.
Could he see his death coming? All it would take is a flinch of his mad blue eyes.
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Collun yelled for Kalasin, wheeling his mount around. "Kally! Where are you!" Desperation seared at his heart. Would he get there in time?