18th August 2010

I updated it and changed it due to me being angry at this time (skip the 'RANT')

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RANT

Sorry if I look like I'm slacking off guys. - I have just been on a whole week's work experience ABROAD and I'm having a BIT of a problem with writer's block. Sorry if it don't suit you guys.

I know it looks like I'm slacking but trust me I'm trying. I really do hate to annoy reviewers. I know that I've posted two stories as its called inspiration before it slips away.

I'm trying my best to make the chapters longer but seriously can some people lay off me?

Also read the description to the story - it says GRIM pasts! That tells you that this is a PAST story. Not a 'let's make them kiss and ruin the spell of the story' - that's just stupid and won't be much of a story, would it?

So in future, hold your tongue before you take it out on me! And I don't actually care how long it takes to update - as long as the story gets GOOD feedback because of the plot NOT the time period it takes.

If this was a story (as in published book) this wouldn't happen. Would it?

Sorry to the OTHER lovely people who don't have a go at me for my 'mistakes' - thank you for waiting and being patient.

Now I've got that off my chest, I shall give you Chapter Three :)

BOOK TWO: Interesting & Confusing Twisting Events
By Rurple101 & BiGbLuEeYeS1136

Chapter Three
Re-edited thanks to kind reviewers & help xx cheers

It was a very wet and windy night when Bayard met Bielle, his future wife and mother of his pups. He was walking back home from the White Queen's castle to his home just a few miles away from the border of Marmoreal.

He turned a corner next to an alleyway and saw a beautiful bitch lying down in the freezing cold.

"Are you ok?" he asked the young dog. The female dog looked up, in fear at this stranger.

"Not really." She answered and looked away. Bayard walked over to her. He noticed that she was bleeding.

"Is it your time of month?" he asked, cautiously. He knew how women were with their periods.

"No" she said gloomily.

"Then why..." realization struck him like a lightning bolt. "Who did this to you?" (Thanks to JadedWarrior's suggestion here!)

"It hurts, a lot. I can't really move and the icy cold winds don't help." She howled.

He walked closer to her. "My name is Bayard. What's yours?" he asked again.

"Bielle Manner" she answered with more gloom and a flash of pain through her stomach made her whine.

"Come with me, my house isn't far." He said, lifting his paw to her. She looked at it fearfully even more.

"I won't hurt you; I'm not that type to take advantage. Her Majesty doesn't like the idea of one her closet friends to be a demon." He explained.

"You're Sir Bayard Hamar? The Royal Dog?" she asked, agape.

He nodded "Come along, I'm not taking no for an answer" he gruffed.

She made a smile and followed him towards his house, still whining in pain slightly.

When they got to his door, Bayard helped her inside and closed the door behind him. "You may stay here as long as you need to heal." He said kindly and went to the cupboard. He brought out a bowl of water and some dog snacks.

Bielle eyes him with caution. He was as handsome as she'd guessed and she was in deep. He was only being nice to her as she was hurt.

This was true at first, but then as Bielle's injury lead to her being ill for a while, his feelings towards her had become deeper as he'd come close to her and suffered along with her. Then there came the time when the Queen herself sat down with him and questioned him further.

"Bayard, I want you to describe Bielle to me in your own words" she'd said. And Bayard had spoken words to describe here with kindness and perfection. Mirana knew: he was in love with her.

When she spoke with Bielle herself and grown a bond to help a potion to make her feel better, Bielle had agreed.

A week after the attack (and Bielle had managed to walk again) Bayard had taken her for a stroll in the Palace gardens at Marmoreal.

"Are you sure you don't need any support, Bielle?" Bayard asked, yet again.

"Yes, Bayard. I must thank you, maybe more than Mirana about my situation. Without you, I would be ill and maybe even dead!" she explained.

He stopped her and pulled her close, so close that Bielle could feel his doggy breath on her face. Very manly and arousing. She had to control herself!

"You know…" Bayard started suggestively. Bielle's hopes rose.

"You don't have to leave straight away." He whispered softly. She grinned.

"Why not?" she said, matching his tone.

"Well I'd miss you for one thing." He replied.

That shocked Bielle – he would MISS her?

"You'd miss me?" she asked. No one apart from her mother and father had said anything so kind to her.

"Of course I would!" he said calmly. He nudged her neck with his snout and breathed out.

"You mean a lot to me Bielle. I'm very glad I was there to help you…"

But he hadn't said anymore after that as Bielle had thrown herself at him in a scout crushing kiss.

"I love you Bayard" Bielle whined in happiness. Her eyes were dancing – to match his.

"I love you too Bielle." He spluttered back and pulled her close again.

"Bayard! What are you doing out here on your own?" came Bielle, marching across the courtyard to her husband.

"Sorry Bielle, I was just remembering our past." He said softly. Bielle blushed and sat next to him.

"Better" she sighed. The she turned to him. "I'm still having those nightmares, Bayard – I cannot get rid of them without that calming potion that Mirana gives me!"

"Don't stress, Love. Mirana doesn't mind. Just remember that I'm the dog next to you. I cannot forgive myself for what happened at Salazen Grum in the dungeons." His head roped.

"But we can pull through this together, Bielle." He said hopefully. "I can feel that our future is bright. We've had pups and they are the most adorable pups." He soothed her.

She smiled. "I love you Bayard"

"I love you too Bielle" he smiled.