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“I have sent out word to all the people of the incident, you are such fools.” The Spring maid sat once more at the feet of the King, curled up around them like a child. Her skin seemed dull; she was obviously still dealing with the troubles of the night before. She watched them each with keen eyes, none of them were good enough to deserve the King’s own words as far as she was concerned, not even the other Spring born, but when they were all there he would. Each of them grated against her nerves as she sat so subserviently at her masters feet, posture modest. Her hair fell over her face as she beckoned one of the servants, when he informed her that the others were to gravely injured to attend she nodded demurely, dismissing him from the room. They would have to take the vow later with her, which meant more running around.

Orin watched Lilly as she entered the room, his eyes lighting up at the very sight of her. Though both he and his sister knelt down before the mighty King, he was for once the one carry the weight as she lent on him so heavily. Her was breath ever so slightly fast at the exertion on her to be there, rather than resting as she should have been; he worried for her. Though he understood where the Spring Maid was coming from and the King, but he was still more than a little annoyed that they were being scolded like children over a fight. In the Winter world a fight was seen as nothing, living more primaly made it far more acceptable; there was always reason behind fights, he hadn’t been scolded since childhood for doing such a thing. The aura around Lilly was odd, but he felt it best not to ask, rather listening to the story in awe. When she finished he touched her arm letting her know that he believed her and they would talk about it.

“You have all disgraced yourselves and your family’s, making such a public display only minuets after having been trusted to keep the peace.” He placed a hand over his eyes, rubbing his temples gently. “What are your reasons for both your disrespect and failure to complete the vow?” He looked out at them through miss matched eyes, not many people knew the real king or had met him in such close quarters before and for once he let how tired he felt show. It had been to long since he had been let to rest and the invaders had made it even harder to do so with his worry about the kingdom. He ran his fingers affectionately through his Yenee’s dark green hair, she was his comfort in the night, the person most loyal to him in the world. Many people knew that the King was believed to be having an affair with his Spring Yenee and he let them talk this once, it was not true though he had been told time and time again that she wanted him. He was a loyal man, though he no longer loved his wife, he had no urge to betray her so cruelly.

“We are of Winter Lord, we meant no disrespect to you or your Kingdom.” Her voice was shaky as she spoke, already nervous over what she had heard from Lilly. “My father did not know about any threat to the kingdom when he sent us to you, my sister came as soon as word reached our lands, coming to collect my Spring twin. We want to fight for you, we want to protect both our lands and yours. The others were protecting us, so in truth if anyone should be punished it is us.” She nodded her head as far as Orin would allow her, keeping her as strait as he could manage; not to cause further damage to her body. She leant into his touch, sending out a call to Sherri, eyes closing. The deep sweetness of her brother’s scent filled her nose and a small smile lit her lips, ever the blossom wherever he went. She needed him here with her, he completed the triangle that they had always lived with; would always live with.

“My lady, Lilly tells me she met something in the corridors.” Orin’s voice like silk caressed the silence that had fallen. Yenee looked at him her eyes filling with fear, he knew there was something she was not telling him. ”What was it that you saw child?” Her eyes moved to the Summer Elf, envy touching her shadowed green eyes; she wished for someone who would without word or question trust what she said. She looked down for a moment contemplating what he had said, surely she would have had a fit if something bad was coming, or perhaps she hadn’t because the gods already knew the message would arrive in time. She rose unsteadily to her feet, silk lavender shoes poking out from beneath the froth of her green dress, wondering what to do. In truth if three Spring were together it could only go wrong no matter how much she craved her own kind, the creatures would hunt anyone with foresight. She pulled her King to his feet, eyes telling him to be silent and that she would deal with it. If they were close by the creatures would smell so many Spring, she would take the risk but would not allow her King to do the same.

“Yenee.” He porotested, eyes becoming tender.

“I will make them take the vows and explain, do not worry I shall follow you shortly.” She smiled sweetly at him, barely able to stand; she could not let him know.

“Eu son leal ao rei,
eu son leal ó trono,
eu vou seguir os comandos do rei e do exército do rei sen dúbida.
Son do exército e se ve con el ata a morte ou a vitoria.
Para o rei,
para o país e
para o amor.
“Eu non vou permitir que outro para ir no meu lugar,
esta guerra meu eu,
esa guerra é nosa,
ata a vitoria ou a morte,
para a terra da miña casa.
Para rei e do país,
ata a caída da nosa gran terra.”

Orin’s voice joined in for the second time, twining with his sisters. The Spring Maid had a name, some how it seemed like a shock after calling her a title for so long, he didn’t know how to feel about it. He knew that if something was truly wrong like he believed, this would be a bad place for so many injured warriors to be found by the enemy. The Spring Maid, Yenee came closer, obviously wanting to talk to them as people rather than subjects, not wanting the strain. He smiled tugging on his sister in warning before moving them both to there feet, he did not want to strain her, but crouching as they had been would only strain them further. He reached down afterwards, offering his slender pale fingers to Lilly, eyes warm with emotion. He feared for this her in battle and for once in his life was glad he had been trained so. In truth he was not a warrior, he did not have the metal to be so ruthless, wanting to offer everyone another chance; but he could protect her.
(sorry it took so long.. and the post id poor.. il make it up this weekend)

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