The sun was just starting to come up and I was in the arms of Nuada. Nothing could ruin this morning. BANG BANG BANG! Except that. Nuada and I jumped out of bed and he gave me one last kiss. I could feel every amount of passion he had pour into this kiss.

"I love you." He whispered. I gave him a small smile,

"I love you too." and with that I slipped out the window while Nuada opened the door.

"Nuada! Where is she! She is not in her room, so where is she!" He really wanted to get rid of me didn't he.

"Why should I tell you?"

"I can have her killed, that should be sufficed."

"Very well, she is in the garden with Nuala." I took off running for the garden. Nuala was always in the garden. I found her by the fountain. She looked at me with sad eyes,

"I could feel my brother's sadness which only confirmed what I had heard." She stood up and wrapped me in a hug. Just then the Kings guards came into view,

"My pursuers are here. Farwell Nuala, until next time." She nodded and I was escorted to the gate, where Nuada stood, guards all around him. Ready to hold him back if things should go bad. The king only nodded as three guards and I rode out to the post. Nuada pulled and pulled against his captures, but there were too many of them.

We arrived at the camp a few hours later. I was amazed. It wasn't as bad as I had pictured it. It was small and the Fey here looked weather beaten and tired.

"Welcome, you must be the new solider I've heard so much about."

"All good I pray."

"Indeed said you were an excellent fighter."

"Thank you General." He was an older elf with light hair and old eyes. He showed me around the camp and I was introduced to the men. I got to show them how I fight and I won their trust and respect quickly. Life didn't seem so bad so far. Still though, I missed Nuada.

"Tell me, if you don't mind me asking, what is such a pristine warrior doing all the way out here?"

"The King did not approve of his son and a warrior of common birth. Nuada felt that status did not natter and that one should follow the heart. That however did not sit well with King Balor."

The General let out a mighty laugh,

"Nuada is right though. Status does not matter when it comes to love. My wife is but a simple cook of the royal kitchen!" This little old elf warmed my heart. He seemed like a grandfather to me. Days had passed and Nuada had done just as he had promised and every day before dawn he would ride out to meet me. The others had welcomed him and the General accepted him into our little abode.

"You are most welcome her any time my Prince."

"Thank you sir." I smiled at them. In the days that went by things seemed to go rather smoothly. Nuada and the General grew closer and the men really liked having him bring new from home and take letters back to their families. Nuada did not mind though. As long as we got to be together he was happy and so was I. Nuada looked at the General to be like another father figure. One that acted like how a father should act. He helped Nuada with everything: sword fighting, horse back fighting, and he even gave him a few tips on how to heal wounds. The men loved it when I cooked for them and Nuada really enjoyed the fact that he got to sit in the kitchen…and watch me.

"Are you not going to help?" He was sitting on the table beside the stove and he was looking at me. He stood up and wrapped his arms around my waist while I cooked. He buried his head into my neck and felt his lips dance over my skin.

"You know you look like a regular house wife when you cook."

"But I am a house wife that can kill." He laughed and kissed my neck more. His lips were right by my ear,

"Would you?" I laughed,

"Would I what?"

"Be my wife." I stopped. My heart froze. I turned around and stared into his eyes,

"You are asking me to marry you." He took my hand and kissed it and pulled the most gorgeous ring I have ever seen out of his pocket. It was a silver band with a blue stone surrounded by smaller purple ones in the shape of a rose. My breath was caught in my throat,

"Arainia, will you marry me?"