My deepest apologies to those that read this fanfic. I decided to go ahead and sign up for college taking last minute classes.

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Mel wandered around the garden tirelessly. Sweet though Vidanric was to want to protect her, she wished that he'd be the one to watch her instead of 8 other body guards.

'Oh wait, two more behind the bushes, that's 10 of them.' She shook her head with irritation, and then looked up happily. "I'm quite fine now, you all may go about your business, really I don't need the protection anymore."

Most of them shifted about guiltily. They all admired Mel, she was a free spirit, to her this was like captivity almost. "I'm sorry Milady." Ness came forward and bowed. "We hate it almost as much as you do. Lord Shevreath promised that after three days without more threats or attacks we could leave you on your own."

"Three days huh?" Mel frowned at her gloved hand. "Grrr." A small smile played across her face just then.

"Anyone want to fence?" She asked. Ness smiled back. Sheavreath would probably disapprove of her practicing swordplay, but Ness hadn't the heart to refuse Mel of even this luxury.

"Alright Milady, go easy on us this time." She joked and Mel frowned.

"Watch it! Some day I'll be really good and you'll mean those words." The other guards chuckled as wooden practice weapons and gear was brought out.

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"Well my lord? Is your answer ready?"

Vidanric growled under his breath. After Mel's incident he had scourged the town to find any clues about Mel's attacker. He went to visit her the day after and all he got were cold glares. He took her out on a small boat ride after the three days were up and she reluctantly forgave him. He spent as much time as he could with her. Quite a few days all they did were sit on the couch and talk about things, he wanted to keep her in his view at all times. Now these darn wizards were trying to take her away from him.

"She's just been attacked, she needs protection." He frowned at them.

"We can offer her protection, have no fear about that." Vidanric was getting more irritated by the second. He covered his eyes for a moment to think things over. The wizards had given him so many reasons why he should let them take Mel for training. His only defense for her staying was because he wanted her too. Not a very good reason in politics. A chuckle escaped his lips. What the heck? He was a king after all.

"No." He said smiling slightly.

"Why not?" They questioned.

"I said no, don't question my authority."

"What?" They were quite shocked. "You dare to."

"Yes I dare! That answer is no." All the men in the groups glared at him the head one spoke once more.

"Fine, if you will not give her to us, we will appeal to her and see if she will come with us." Vidanric clenched his fist, but remained motionless.

"You are dismissed." He said. As the group turned to leave one of them stopped by his chair. Vidanric was surprised to see him quite young and admittedly good-looking.

"I personally can't wait to meet this fiery countess." He said quietly and walked off. Vidanric was almost tempted to strangle him. He better not touch his Mel.

As soon as they were gone Vidanric retired from business for the day. He wanted to find Mel as soon as possible. He wasn't too sure what to do, dinner, a boat ride, or a horse ride. More than anything he wanted to hold her in his arms for a good two hours at least. Anything to keep her close to him and away from other people. Vidanric slowed to a stop with his thinking.

'Wait a second. I'm turning way too obsessed.' Vidanric thought about it for a while and realized he was almost suffocating her. She barely had any freedom, as he was made sure he knew where she was at all times. Hitting a wall he concluded that he would have to stop crowding her and let her do what she wanted for a while. 'Of course, one more visit couldn't be that bad. I'll see her tonight for a while and then leave her alone for a week.' With his mind made up he quickly walked towards his destination. Not noticing the extra pair of steps following him.