Kordain
AN: READ THIS!!! This story takes place long ago, and I've involved magic. The words I use are made up, but you will find out what I mean. I've changed some things, but included all the Digidestined. Don't be to freaked out, It's a long story and deals with some serious situations. If this bothers you. Don't read it. If it's to confusing for you, don't read it.
With my stories, you have to think a little deeper. ^_^
THIS IS IMPORTANT
Earth: Fjoria
Air: Kaylin
Fire/Ice: Raydrix
Water: Lavishan
Light: Danadi
Storm: Tilerian
Healing: Silana
Holy: Silaish
Electricity: Aiden
Ice: Kardih
Mind: Ghasiha
Fire: Raifal
R
Summary:
It was a war, of good and evil,
god and sin.
It was a battle to the finish,
a fight to the death,
and the combatants were to take no prisoners.
But on a field of blood,
At the break of blackened day,
two oppositions would collide,
and first sight would lead to a losing victory
Prisoners would be taken.
Only in the war of love and hate,
who is the captive within?
Part One A / Captive Hearts
"Attack!" Came the furious roar of General Takeru Ishida, as he brandished his heavy sword and gave the order to charge.
The burnt field that had once been lush with foliage, now mocked the tortured, smoky sky with its coat of blood. The bodies of valiant soldiers littered the ground, their mangled, grasping fingers a macabre imitation of flesh hued flowers. The screams of the dying and tears of the dead echoed through the ears of the warriors, as they watched their comrade's fall.
Lord Ken Ichijouji had led the dark warriors into the bloody fray, and he cut through the opposition, intent upon reaching his adversary. His indigo hair was wet with the red life of the opposing army, and his black armor shiny with the same liquid. His burning blue gaze struck terror through the hearts of the Light cavalry, and most cleared the pass for him. His Raydrix magic held off any other mortals willing to assassinate him from behind. Nobody unfortunate enough to come across the Dark Lord survived, as his ebony saber hacked a human path through to their general.
Ken's second in command, Lord Joseph Kido, watched the warfare with lonely eyes. His black steed grew antsy as the screaming grew louder, and he pulled the reins.
Joe's long azure hair was pulled back, and blew wildly in the acrid wind. His black cloak followed suite, billowing behind him. He watched the dying fall, and summoned his extensive supply of mana to strengthen the Lavishan shield surrounding the Dark armies wounded base.
Joseph's eyes followed his master as he used his fire magic to burn through a man foolish enough to stand in his way. His display of burning explosion finally brought him near his target, and General Takeru Ishida leapt off his white charger, cutting through the army in his haste to fight the enemy.
Most of both armies lay dead. The black and the white now red.
Joseph called to Sergeant Davis, who nodded and jumped upon his own steed, clenched the reins of another, and began barreling toward Ken, in order to support his Dark leader.
On the other side of the battle, Ken glared menacingly at the blonde.
"We meet again you filthy basterd." spat Takeru, assuming a battle stance.
Ken grinned coldly, letting his magic shield down.
"And you, you worthless rat. We must finish this soon."
His words were caught in the wind, and finished in a roar, as he sliced at Takeru. Takeru blocked the quick swing, and the swordfight began.
General Yolie Inoue felt her fear grow as she watched her general combat the leader of the Dark army, as well as lord of the realm.
She wore the bloodied armor that was a gory testament to her own skill at arms, hacking at the dark soldier before her.
Both men's faces were hidden behind their helmets, as was her own. Both were tall and strong. Her dismay grew, as she watched a lone man on horseback race toward the skirmish.
His armor was red, not from blood, but from status as a Sergeant of Kordain. He came to a rearing halt, as the leaders continued to hack and slash, all and any remaining fighters stopped to watch the fued.
Takeru let out a blast of light, which struck the black lord down, but Ken retaliated with a burst of fire. the Raydrix summoner leapt up and seemingly into the air. He cut his sword down to the fallen mans neck and-
Stopped.
Centimeters from the Generals throat, he paused.
"I have won, You scum of light."
He sheathed his sword, summoning his fire shield, and Takeru stood.
"You sick, spawn of Satan! Do not play your ficking mind games! I shall-"
"You shall do NOTHING!" roared the blazing enemy. As he glared at the man.
"You have lost! You have always lost! I shall have my reward you cowardly weakling!"
The blonde growled, and the man on the horse edged closer.
"Lord Ken, you must come, the battle is over." The lord nodded slightly at his officer, and turned back to the Light commander.
"You see, you miserable fighter, I ALWAYS win, and I shall claim my reward."
Takeru growled again, losing his patience. "I will give you NOTHING!"
The other man laughed. "The choice is no longer inv your hands! I will take them whether you stand against me or not!"
"Them?"
The man grinned maniacally, his eyes glowing. "I shall have your second in command, Ishida. A prize to show those fools who rules them. My men have already retrieved the noblewoman from Tarquin Castle. Only a 'fool' would leave his fortress unprotected."
Takeru's eyes widened in fear. The women...the General...
"YOU BASTERD! YOU WOULD KIDNAPP WOMEN?"
Ken was unfazed. "They will not be murdered General...Now, give me your 2nd in command."
"Why?"
"Do not ask questions! I have won the battle. You are lucky I let you live...or your precious wife...NOW GIVE THEM TO ME!"
Yolie's fear grew, as she realized she was to become captive of the lord. She was Takeru's second leader, and therefore a prisoner of war...
She felt her body move despite her unwillingness to. The evil man was using his powerful magic! Her summoning powers came of their own will, and a torrent of wind began to buffet the enemy.
Ken grinned, feasting on the challenge, and lifted his hand. Immediately, Yolie was in the air, and dragged inside the Dark lord's shield.
She cringed as Ken wrenched her metal clad arms behind her back, and tied them with a coil of icy fire.
"Here Davis, take the prisoner. Put him with the women."
The man on horseback dragged Yolie upon his brown charger, and galloped back to the remaining troops Ken cast a calculating smile at Takeru again. "Until the next time Ishida."
Then, he leapt upon his own abandoned steed, and raced back to the army.
"Retreat men..."Takeru said sadly, to the standing soldier's left to view the carnage. "We must return to Tarquin. We must see the damage they have wrought..."
"General Yolie!" A soft feminine cry alerted the other young women of the truth to the Dark Lords statement from the field.
"Lady Mimi? So it is true..." The sobbing brunette flung herself into the younger girl's arms, sobbing quietly.
"Oh Yolie...They came...and they captured us! My Fjoria magic...I could do nothing!"
She tried to comfort the delicate lady, as she looked around the room. Several of the women stood weeping, Lady Kari was not among them. Neither was Lady Sora.
She lifted up her visor, when the beautiful girl finally let go.
"Mimi...We are being taken to Ichijouji's castle, Kordain, I am certain of it." Mimi began to cry harder, her tears falling in earnest.
"I-I do not want to die! I was to be married next week to Lord Matthew!"
Yolie sighed. "Nobody wants to die Lady Mimi..."
Her fear grew, as a blue haired man entered the tent where they were housed.
He was tall and handsome, cloaked in black, with his cape flowing around his ankles. He carried his helmet under one heavily muscled arm, and his navy mane, tied behind him, flowed down to his lower back. His armor was a gleaming ebony, the silver emblem of the Dark army emblazoned on his wide chest. An enormous sword lay against his back, looking threatening even from where she stood.
He looked around the room, until his dark eyes fell on the weeping Lady Mimi. His cold eyes widened, and a look of pain crossed his beautiful features. He clenched his jaw, and as Yolie watched, the stern look of command returned to his features.
"I am to inform you that we are now to begin the move to Kordain. You prisoners are to be assigned to a knight. Should you attempt an escape. They have been ordered to terminate you."
When the tall man began to speak, Lady Mimi's head had lifted, and her large, hazel eyes had grown pained. "J-Joseph?" she whispered, and the man glared at her.
"As if it matters to you, 'milady'." His biting retort seemed to devastate the small girl, and she crumbled beneath his angry look. Sobbing even harder now, she covered her face with her hands and wept. Her pale, rose hued dress, bunched upon the ground, made her look even smaller, and Yolie felt her ire grow. But, she said nothing.
"Davis!" roared the man dubbed Joseph.
"Aye, Lord Kido?"
Things began to become a little clearer to the Light general, as she raised her eyes from the broken girl, to the formidable Joseph Kido. The young lord that had gone missing at the age of 18, on a hunting trip in Gilden forest...The young lord that had been desperately, wildly in love with the 15 year old Lady Mimi, as she had been with him. The girl had nearly died when he had vanished. It had taken her years to let go of the memories, and finally get engaged to Lord Matthew Ishida.
This was where he had been.
With the enemy...
"I will take that one, Davis. The one clothed in pink."
Davis nodded, and he wrote it down on a parchment he was carrying. "The scribe was killed by an archer, Lord Joseph, so the duty has fallen to me."
"Fine, assign the prisoners to the remaining riders. Take the general yourself. He doesn't seem like a big one, you can handle him, and two other knights will be with you."
The brunette nodded, and Lord Joseph cast one more glance at Mimi, before striding from the tent.
Sergeant Davis began asking names, and assigning them guards, well Yolie attempted to comfort Mimi.
The broken girl clung to the general with all the tenacity of ivy.
"Oh Y-Yolie...He-he-he is...I loved h-him so-so..."
She could say no more.
Ken Ichijouji assembled the remaining army, pleased with how many remained. The prisoners were on horseback, in front of the knights, and the general was bound tightly.
His blue eyes began to burn with an inner light, as he savored his victory and gave the order to return to Kordain Castle.
Joseph wondered angrily, why he had set himself up for so much torture. Holding the petite wisp of a female within his arms...The girl he had been madly in love with so long ago, had turned into a ravishing beauty and he felt lost with her in his grasp again.
He remembered the night, long ago, when the hunting party, led by Tai Kamiya, had ventured too far into the threatening forest, and led the young man into treachery. Tai had betrayed him. Sent him to the Dark Lord, where he was to be murdered. But, when Joseph had faced the other young man with no fear, he had been spared. He had been given the chance to live, but he had sworn fealty to Ken. He had relented and was now his comrade, as well as friend.
The only regret had been the loss of his first love. The irony was, his bravery had come at the thought of returning to her, a dream that had to be stifled, and over the years had died.
The tiny 19-year-old in his arms continued to silently cry, as the pain of his betrayal, his rejection, and the shock of her capture began to sink in. The feel of his strong arms wrapped around her was both familiar, as well as strange. Joseph was so hard now...so cold and strong. The love of her life was gone...The boy who had spent sunlit days in flower fields with her, allowing her to tie daisy chains in his long, navy hair in exchange for a kiss...or the tall, happy boy who would dance with her at the great balls, whispering sweet nothings into her ears, sweeping her around the marble floor...the boy who had taught her to how to waltz...and taught her how to love...was now a ghost of a shattered reflection...Her heart broke again.
They reached the castle at daybreak. The 8 women were shepherded into 4 different rooms. Each was cared for, cleaned, fed and clothed. None of them could understand why their enemy was allowing them to live, let alone live comfortably.
Yolie was thrown into the dungeon. Nobody had spoken to her, attempted to remove her armor, or feed her. A knight had checked her armor for concealed weaponry, and had used his own mild Tilerian storm magic to put a containment spell on her own.
When she had decided that the situation could not get any worse. It did.
"Scumbag. Stand up and remove your helmet." It was the brunette that had escorted her here. Davis was his name.
She cringed, and reached for her helm. The young mans eyes widened as she removed it, and he abruptly turned, racing up the stone stairway, leaving the guards to close and lock her cell.
"Lord Ken! Lord Ken!"
Their leader had removed his breastplate, and now wore his ebony tunic, cape, and silver leg armor. When Davis raced into the war chamber, where his master was placing his weapons, Ken glared at the intrusion.
"What is the meaning of this Davis?"
"L-lord Ken! Come quick! The general!"
Ken sighed. Following the other man as he raced back the way he had come.
When they opened the cell, Ken saw nothing amiss. The Light General sat in the back, standing when they entered.
"What in blazing hell is wrong with you Davis?!" whispered the man through clenched teeth.
The sergeant gestured frantically. "You! General! Take of the helmet!"
Ken blinked when their prisoner lifted off the silver helmet, and thick lavender hair spilled down HER back. She stood there defiantly, her perfect features composed, as Ken strode closer. Her golden eyes stayed on him, and Ken felt an odd sensation in his chest. Feelings of pain and longing slid over him as he stepped nearer, followed by intense desire.
"A WOMEN!" He shouted as he reached her, unnerved by the lack of emotional control.
She said nothing, only watched him. And Lord Ken looked her over. It was to hard to tell in that damn armor. Her face was almost angelic, her nose small and perfect. Her lips were full and pouty, but Ken was almost to angry to notice.
"A WOMEN! Dear God! What is your name?" He demanded angrily, and Yolie spoke, her voice soft and breathy, but confident and firm.
"I am General Yolie, formal name Lady Yolie Inoue, Daughter of Lord Garrek and Lady Nalis
of House Inoue."
Ken turned back to the other man. "How did nobody know? Dammit! Bring her out of here, and put her with the other women." He turned, and flicked a burning glance down her body, causing Yolie to blush.
"Get her a dress to, Davis."
Yolie was led to the chambers.
AN: READ THIS!!! This story takes place long ago, and I've involved magic. The words I use are made up, but you will find out what I mean. I've changed some things, but included all the Digidestined. Don't be to freaked out, It's a long story and deals with some serious situations. If this bothers you. Don't read it. If it's to confusing for you, don't read it.
With my stories, you have to think a little deeper. ^_^
THIS IS IMPORTANT
Earth: Fjoria
Air: Kaylin
Fire/Ice: Raydrix
Water: Lavishan
Light: Danadi
Storm: Tilerian
Healing: Silana
Holy: Silaish
Electricity: Aiden
Ice: Kardih
Mind: Ghasiha
Fire: Raifal
R
Summary:
It was a war, of good and evil,
god and sin.
It was a battle to the finish,
a fight to the death,
and the combatants were to take no prisoners.
But on a field of blood,
At the break of blackened day,
two oppositions would collide,
and first sight would lead to a losing victory
Prisoners would be taken.
Only in the war of love and hate,
who is the captive within?
Part One A / Captive Hearts
"Attack!" Came the furious roar of General Takeru Ishida, as he brandished his heavy sword and gave the order to charge.
The burnt field that had once been lush with foliage, now mocked the tortured, smoky sky with its coat of blood. The bodies of valiant soldiers littered the ground, their mangled, grasping fingers a macabre imitation of flesh hued flowers. The screams of the dying and tears of the dead echoed through the ears of the warriors, as they watched their comrade's fall.
Lord Ken Ichijouji had led the dark warriors into the bloody fray, and he cut through the opposition, intent upon reaching his adversary. His indigo hair was wet with the red life of the opposing army, and his black armor shiny with the same liquid. His burning blue gaze struck terror through the hearts of the Light cavalry, and most cleared the pass for him. His Raydrix magic held off any other mortals willing to assassinate him from behind. Nobody unfortunate enough to come across the Dark Lord survived, as his ebony saber hacked a human path through to their general.
Ken's second in command, Lord Joseph Kido, watched the warfare with lonely eyes. His black steed grew antsy as the screaming grew louder, and he pulled the reins.
Joe's long azure hair was pulled back, and blew wildly in the acrid wind. His black cloak followed suite, billowing behind him. He watched the dying fall, and summoned his extensive supply of mana to strengthen the Lavishan shield surrounding the Dark armies wounded base.
Joseph's eyes followed his master as he used his fire magic to burn through a man foolish enough to stand in his way. His display of burning explosion finally brought him near his target, and General Takeru Ishida leapt off his white charger, cutting through the army in his haste to fight the enemy.
Most of both armies lay dead. The black and the white now red.
Joseph called to Sergeant Davis, who nodded and jumped upon his own steed, clenched the reins of another, and began barreling toward Ken, in order to support his Dark leader.
On the other side of the battle, Ken glared menacingly at the blonde.
"We meet again you filthy basterd." spat Takeru, assuming a battle stance.
Ken grinned coldly, letting his magic shield down.
"And you, you worthless rat. We must finish this soon."
His words were caught in the wind, and finished in a roar, as he sliced at Takeru. Takeru blocked the quick swing, and the swordfight began.
General Yolie Inoue felt her fear grow as she watched her general combat the leader of the Dark army, as well as lord of the realm.
She wore the bloodied armor that was a gory testament to her own skill at arms, hacking at the dark soldier before her.
Both men's faces were hidden behind their helmets, as was her own. Both were tall and strong. Her dismay grew, as she watched a lone man on horseback race toward the skirmish.
His armor was red, not from blood, but from status as a Sergeant of Kordain. He came to a rearing halt, as the leaders continued to hack and slash, all and any remaining fighters stopped to watch the fued.
Takeru let out a blast of light, which struck the black lord down, but Ken retaliated with a burst of fire. the Raydrix summoner leapt up and seemingly into the air. He cut his sword down to the fallen mans neck and-
Stopped.
Centimeters from the Generals throat, he paused.
"I have won, You scum of light."
He sheathed his sword, summoning his fire shield, and Takeru stood.
"You sick, spawn of Satan! Do not play your ficking mind games! I shall-"
"You shall do NOTHING!" roared the blazing enemy. As he glared at the man.
"You have lost! You have always lost! I shall have my reward you cowardly weakling!"
The blonde growled, and the man on the horse edged closer.
"Lord Ken, you must come, the battle is over." The lord nodded slightly at his officer, and turned back to the Light commander.
"You see, you miserable fighter, I ALWAYS win, and I shall claim my reward."
Takeru growled again, losing his patience. "I will give you NOTHING!"
The other man laughed. "The choice is no longer inv your hands! I will take them whether you stand against me or not!"
"Them?"
The man grinned maniacally, his eyes glowing. "I shall have your second in command, Ishida. A prize to show those fools who rules them. My men have already retrieved the noblewoman from Tarquin Castle. Only a 'fool' would leave his fortress unprotected."
Takeru's eyes widened in fear. The women...the General...
"YOU BASTERD! YOU WOULD KIDNAPP WOMEN?"
Ken was unfazed. "They will not be murdered General...Now, give me your 2nd in command."
"Why?"
"Do not ask questions! I have won the battle. You are lucky I let you live...or your precious wife...NOW GIVE THEM TO ME!"
Yolie's fear grew, as she realized she was to become captive of the lord. She was Takeru's second leader, and therefore a prisoner of war...
She felt her body move despite her unwillingness to. The evil man was using his powerful magic! Her summoning powers came of their own will, and a torrent of wind began to buffet the enemy.
Ken grinned, feasting on the challenge, and lifted his hand. Immediately, Yolie was in the air, and dragged inside the Dark lord's shield.
She cringed as Ken wrenched her metal clad arms behind her back, and tied them with a coil of icy fire.
"Here Davis, take the prisoner. Put him with the women."
The man on horseback dragged Yolie upon his brown charger, and galloped back to the remaining troops Ken cast a calculating smile at Takeru again. "Until the next time Ishida."
Then, he leapt upon his own abandoned steed, and raced back to the army.
"Retreat men..."Takeru said sadly, to the standing soldier's left to view the carnage. "We must return to Tarquin. We must see the damage they have wrought..."
"General Yolie!" A soft feminine cry alerted the other young women of the truth to the Dark Lords statement from the field.
"Lady Mimi? So it is true..." The sobbing brunette flung herself into the younger girl's arms, sobbing quietly.
"Oh Yolie...They came...and they captured us! My Fjoria magic...I could do nothing!"
She tried to comfort the delicate lady, as she looked around the room. Several of the women stood weeping, Lady Kari was not among them. Neither was Lady Sora.
She lifted up her visor, when the beautiful girl finally let go.
"Mimi...We are being taken to Ichijouji's castle, Kordain, I am certain of it." Mimi began to cry harder, her tears falling in earnest.
"I-I do not want to die! I was to be married next week to Lord Matthew!"
Yolie sighed. "Nobody wants to die Lady Mimi..."
Her fear grew, as a blue haired man entered the tent where they were housed.
He was tall and handsome, cloaked in black, with his cape flowing around his ankles. He carried his helmet under one heavily muscled arm, and his navy mane, tied behind him, flowed down to his lower back. His armor was a gleaming ebony, the silver emblem of the Dark army emblazoned on his wide chest. An enormous sword lay against his back, looking threatening even from where she stood.
He looked around the room, until his dark eyes fell on the weeping Lady Mimi. His cold eyes widened, and a look of pain crossed his beautiful features. He clenched his jaw, and as Yolie watched, the stern look of command returned to his features.
"I am to inform you that we are now to begin the move to Kordain. You prisoners are to be assigned to a knight. Should you attempt an escape. They have been ordered to terminate you."
When the tall man began to speak, Lady Mimi's head had lifted, and her large, hazel eyes had grown pained. "J-Joseph?" she whispered, and the man glared at her.
"As if it matters to you, 'milady'." His biting retort seemed to devastate the small girl, and she crumbled beneath his angry look. Sobbing even harder now, she covered her face with her hands and wept. Her pale, rose hued dress, bunched upon the ground, made her look even smaller, and Yolie felt her ire grow. But, she said nothing.
"Davis!" roared the man dubbed Joseph.
"Aye, Lord Kido?"
Things began to become a little clearer to the Light general, as she raised her eyes from the broken girl, to the formidable Joseph Kido. The young lord that had gone missing at the age of 18, on a hunting trip in Gilden forest...The young lord that had been desperately, wildly in love with the 15 year old Lady Mimi, as she had been with him. The girl had nearly died when he had vanished. It had taken her years to let go of the memories, and finally get engaged to Lord Matthew Ishida.
This was where he had been.
With the enemy...
"I will take that one, Davis. The one clothed in pink."
Davis nodded, and he wrote it down on a parchment he was carrying. "The scribe was killed by an archer, Lord Joseph, so the duty has fallen to me."
"Fine, assign the prisoners to the remaining riders. Take the general yourself. He doesn't seem like a big one, you can handle him, and two other knights will be with you."
The brunette nodded, and Lord Joseph cast one more glance at Mimi, before striding from the tent.
Sergeant Davis began asking names, and assigning them guards, well Yolie attempted to comfort Mimi.
The broken girl clung to the general with all the tenacity of ivy.
"Oh Y-Yolie...He-he-he is...I loved h-him so-so..."
She could say no more.
Ken Ichijouji assembled the remaining army, pleased with how many remained. The prisoners were on horseback, in front of the knights, and the general was bound tightly.
His blue eyes began to burn with an inner light, as he savored his victory and gave the order to return to Kordain Castle.
Joseph wondered angrily, why he had set himself up for so much torture. Holding the petite wisp of a female within his arms...The girl he had been madly in love with so long ago, had turned into a ravishing beauty and he felt lost with her in his grasp again.
He remembered the night, long ago, when the hunting party, led by Tai Kamiya, had ventured too far into the threatening forest, and led the young man into treachery. Tai had betrayed him. Sent him to the Dark Lord, where he was to be murdered. But, when Joseph had faced the other young man with no fear, he had been spared. He had been given the chance to live, but he had sworn fealty to Ken. He had relented and was now his comrade, as well as friend.
The only regret had been the loss of his first love. The irony was, his bravery had come at the thought of returning to her, a dream that had to be stifled, and over the years had died.
The tiny 19-year-old in his arms continued to silently cry, as the pain of his betrayal, his rejection, and the shock of her capture began to sink in. The feel of his strong arms wrapped around her was both familiar, as well as strange. Joseph was so hard now...so cold and strong. The love of her life was gone...The boy who had spent sunlit days in flower fields with her, allowing her to tie daisy chains in his long, navy hair in exchange for a kiss...or the tall, happy boy who would dance with her at the great balls, whispering sweet nothings into her ears, sweeping her around the marble floor...the boy who had taught her to how to waltz...and taught her how to love...was now a ghost of a shattered reflection...Her heart broke again.
They reached the castle at daybreak. The 8 women were shepherded into 4 different rooms. Each was cared for, cleaned, fed and clothed. None of them could understand why their enemy was allowing them to live, let alone live comfortably.
Yolie was thrown into the dungeon. Nobody had spoken to her, attempted to remove her armor, or feed her. A knight had checked her armor for concealed weaponry, and had used his own mild Tilerian storm magic to put a containment spell on her own.
When she had decided that the situation could not get any worse. It did.
"Scumbag. Stand up and remove your helmet." It was the brunette that had escorted her here. Davis was his name.
She cringed, and reached for her helm. The young mans eyes widened as she removed it, and he abruptly turned, racing up the stone stairway, leaving the guards to close and lock her cell.
"Lord Ken! Lord Ken!"
Their leader had removed his breastplate, and now wore his ebony tunic, cape, and silver leg armor. When Davis raced into the war chamber, where his master was placing his weapons, Ken glared at the intrusion.
"What is the meaning of this Davis?"
"L-lord Ken! Come quick! The general!"
Ken sighed. Following the other man as he raced back the way he had come.
When they opened the cell, Ken saw nothing amiss. The Light General sat in the back, standing when they entered.
"What in blazing hell is wrong with you Davis?!" whispered the man through clenched teeth.
The sergeant gestured frantically. "You! General! Take of the helmet!"
Ken blinked when their prisoner lifted off the silver helmet, and thick lavender hair spilled down HER back. She stood there defiantly, her perfect features composed, as Ken strode closer. Her golden eyes stayed on him, and Ken felt an odd sensation in his chest. Feelings of pain and longing slid over him as he stepped nearer, followed by intense desire.
"A WOMEN!" He shouted as he reached her, unnerved by the lack of emotional control.
She said nothing, only watched him. And Lord Ken looked her over. It was to hard to tell in that damn armor. Her face was almost angelic, her nose small and perfect. Her lips were full and pouty, but Ken was almost to angry to notice.
"A WOMEN! Dear God! What is your name?" He demanded angrily, and Yolie spoke, her voice soft and breathy, but confident and firm.
"I am General Yolie, formal name Lady Yolie Inoue, Daughter of Lord Garrek and Lady Nalis
of House Inoue."
Ken turned back to the other man. "How did nobody know? Dammit! Bring her out of here, and put her with the other women." He turned, and flicked a burning glance down her body, causing Yolie to blush.
"Get her a dress to, Davis."
Yolie was led to the chambers.