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Queen Braeden
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Date Posted: 08:22:49 08/04/01 Sat
 *she slides out of his arms, feet landing softly upon the earth. There was little different about the surrounding lands since she had been here before... except this time she did not bear a sword in her hand. Fingers rest lightly over the small life that had taken hold in her, and was constantly growing. It would not be much longer before her pregnancy was obvious... Turning away from Kyrvik, she walks slowly into the field, waiting for him to dismount and accompany her. Moments pass and he is beside her... a stolen glance his way is well worth the effort. Tall, ruggedly handsome, strong, dark hair...gentle, and yet deadly as well. What more could she have ever asked for? Hand finds his as she turns to him, dark gaze lifted to his* You were my first. Did you ever know that? Before you, I had never been with a man... *fingers touch the ring on her left hand as if to reinforce her thoughts before continuing* I want to get married... and I want you beside me as my king. I need you, Kyrvik. *need... it was a relatively new emotion for her. For a brief second, teeth bite her lower lip, worry revealed before a concealing mask slips over her features, and emotion can only be read in the depths of her eyes...*
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