Tamsin:The day had gone quite well so far. It was now late in the afternoon and Tamsin and the rest of her court, advisors and other lackeys were outside the palace on the west lawn enjoying the unusually warm November day. Some people were involved in dancing near the minstrels and temporary dance floor that was erected. Others were having an archery contest; while others were merely enjoying the enormous buffet that was set up for this special outing.
Tamsin on the other hand was enjoying a game of croquet with her Aunt, Uncle and a few other members of Tybarian gentry. She was dressed in a navy gown, inlayed with elaborate gold and red embroidery and her pale blonde hair was piled and twisted up into a rather charming display. She wore little decoration, except for a small circlet of gold that signified her rank.
Over all the day was jolly and quite festive.

Cort:Cort played against the archers... He had assimilated himself into the palace life for some time now.. Watching and waiting for his chance. He was posed as a diplomat from some far of eastern country. He had been there when that brat Sorata had been murdered. His demons had done a good job on that werewolf... He was only biding his time until his next and biggest target would be taken.

Aaron:Aaron on the other hand, had a long grueling day of preparing his guards for the ceremony. He knew that an attack would of course be bluntly placed tonight. He would rather be safe then sorry anyways. Along the outskirts of the kingdom he added more archers. Of course he had a nice long lecture with Selena about it but it always ended up like a brother sister type of fight. Dressed in his high-ranking uniform he sat aside a wall while starring at Tamsin with a smile-

Tamsin:Tamsin laughed, swinging her mallet over her shoulder after easily sending her uncle's ball flying across the grass. Every so often, she would steal a look over at Aaron... her heart fluttering every time she did so. They had spent the last few nights entangled in each other’s arm... How she wished he could be right along side her, but she knew the rules and the repercussions if they were to be caught right now. So, she settled for their nightly encounters... until one day there could possibly be more.

Cort:Cort cursed, quickly growing frustrated with the damn archery tournament. Some annoying man with a quick temper and bad attitude kept splitting his arrows over and over again to take the lead away. Winning this was going to be his best chance to get close to the queen and this upstart was ruining his chances!

Aaron:Aaron had always enjoyed those nights. He always dreamed of her and him joining together as one. Marriage had run through his lustful mind, but he was still confused. He missed Catherine but he wanted Tamsin because he knew what she was going through. He wanted to comfort her in all ways. He nodded to her with a faint smile when she took her long notes of him-

Christian:-Looking at the "decent" archer he smirked casually. His mighty bows and arrows were a site themselves. Marvelously hand crafted he did his own. Christian wasn't much of a bragger... well yea actually he was a huge one. He said nothing to the challenger.-

Tamsin:Nearly half-an-hour passes before the trumpets sound, announcing the end of the archery and croquet tournaments and time for the prizes to be rewarded. (Christian of course wins)
Handing her mallet to a valet, Tamsin gladly accepts the arm of her aging uncle as he escorts her to the makeshift dance floor where the ceremonies would be help.
The swarms gather and crowd around, anxious to see and applaud the most talented of the elite group. Tamsin cannot help but feel pity for these people. They were so unaware of what was happening around them. Here, in Megid, they were safe and sheltered from the everyday horrors or war.. naive to the facts that they might not have homes or families within the next few months. But until then, these little parties were their lives and Tamsin did not disappoint.
Standing before her guests, she thanks everyone for coming out and then gets to the business of rewards.
"The winner of the croquet contest, I happy to announce is my Uncle, Lord Douglas Bridgerton." The elderly gentleman steps forward to receive his bag of gold and a small plaque. The crowd erupts into cheers and Tamsin places a kiss on cheeks of the man. "Congratulations. Now, for the winner of the archery contest. Which from what I hear, was very competitive. But, of course, our winner is, Christian Blake."

Cort:Christian Blake... Cort thought to himself.. a worthy opponent, defiantly. He would have to make sure to get back at him one of these days for ruining a perfectly good plan. Now, he was going to have to rely on less reliable, but still effective means of disposal.
While the winners are announced, Cort shoves his way through the swarms of elegantly dressed peoples. He needed to get closer.. Just a bit closer...

Christian:-Stepping up he grabs the money in a very greedy manner and raises his hands in victory. Pausing for a second he spies down Aaron and gets an evil idea. Turning around he gives Tamsin a deep passionate kiss then looks at Aaron and smirks again.-
((Aaron of course becomes immensely pissed off))

Aaron:After seeing Christian kiss Tamsin Aaron gets fairly perturbed and flashes his lips "I'm going to kill you" at Christian. Then notes the disgruntled loser and awaits his actions closely... seeing nothing to much he turns back over to Christian which he begins to follow- Bastard, I'm going to kill him.

Tamsin:The crowd erupts into various noises. Some hoot and holler… Others cheer… while a few of the more matronly women cry fowl that someone would have such rude manners to treat her majesty in such a lewd manner.
Tamsin merely laughs after the initial shock wears off. "Congratulations, Christian. Your skill and poise continue to amaze us all..."
Glancing at Aaron she gives a slight shake of her head, knowing he is probably ready to come over and split Christian into two...

Cort:Cort smirks... perfect distraction. Raising his arms high, a swirl of dark clouds begins to form in the sky. "Master I call for you. Send forth a slayer to rid you of your enemy." His eyes begin to glow as he looks at Tamsin and points. "DEATH TO THE QUEEN!"

Christian:Yea I know. It's all for my boss. -He gives her a reassuring grin and steps down off the erected dance floor looking into the bag of gold not really caring to much about some silly plaque.- Oh.. Hello Aaron. Got a little smoochy smoochy off your gir... -pain-
Death to the queen!? -He looks over at the assassin and laughs- Jesus, you clichéd bitch. -He begins to laugh again not really thinking he was serious-

Aaron:-Aaron widens his eyes after hearing the man's words and begins to hurry towards him- Stop! -He yells out getting in front of the queen-

Tamsin:She raises a brow at the diplomat who had been so friendly and had charmed her court. "Really, Cort? You must be joking..."

Cort:Ignoring the other two, the clouds overhead churn and bubble. "No, I am quite serious, Your Majesty. You've delayed our plans far too long. You were never suppose to rule this long.. you should have broken by now. Now, I have come for you."
There is speaking to his mind and Cort laughs insanely. "Hellious, Partikan... Kill her." From the clouds, two shapes take form as they quickly descend upon the lawn. Two wretched looking dragons land, clawing and in some cases, eating some of the fleeing guests.
War had come to Megid...

Tamsin:Tamsin blinks, stunned that it has finally come to this. She was not even armed for such an attack....

Aaron:Guards, protect her and escort her safely back to the castle! -He gave Tamsin one last reassuring nod before heading straight for the beasts, his crystalline green blade unleashed-

Christian:Holy shit! -he shakes his head in confusion. A third party attack against Tybar! This is too much fun! -he smirks and looks for his bow and arrow to deploy into the hearts of the beasts.-

"Aaron!" Tamsin cries out as the guards do as they are told. She did not want him to stay and fight... she did not want to go.. she wanted to be with him. "Aaron! Do not fight, please!"

Cort:The dragon charge Aaron and Christian, slashing and mauling whatever gets in their way.
"Good boys. Eat your dinner while I go get mine.." He smirks, pulling his bow from behind him. Stalking after the queen, he readies his arrows and begins firing on the soldiers trying to get Tamsin into the safety of the palace.

Aaron:-Aaron acted to ignore her cries. Which he didn't. In fact he very much wanted to be the one wrapping himself around her and shielding her from all harm but, that was impossible at the moment. He needed to face them for once and prove himself worthy of the greatest solider in Tybar- You want food. Come and get me. -The small Romanian evil look in his eyes started to form. Slowly he placed both his hands on his sword and in one amazing site he split the sword into two as if though pulling the sword's spirit straight through he gauntlet itself.-

Christian:-Christian was rendered useless with out his bow and arrows which were still at the archery range, quickly he ran off to grab them-

Tamsin:Tamsin screams as two of her escorts are picked off.. Arrows straight through their hearts... The remaining bundle around her to get her out of there... ducking and running as fast as they can.

Cort:One dragon continues to charge at Aaron.. Ready to make a meal out of this soldier.
The other follows Christian as he runs off... swiping and snarling.
Cort continues his assault upon the small group of soldiers...

Aaron:-Aaron awaits the dragon only a few steps away, eager to slay every inch of the best in victorious slaughter- -He remained silent-

Christian:Wait! I'm bad meat go away! -He begins running for his life starting to feel slightly useless with out his weaponry-

Cort:The dragon is upon Aaron, it's claws lashing out to tear the solider into two...
The other makes no heeds to Christian's words... it quickly bares down on him, ready to have a nice tasty Christian dinner.

Tamsin:Tamsin's guards manage to get her inside, locking the doors and ushering her upstairs, locking her into her room with her ladies-in-waiting. She runs to the window to look out and see if she can see anything... She cannot… so she must wait.

Aaron:Aaron takes head towards each slow (in his eyes) smooth slash the dragon makes, slicing off each hand one at a time. Backing up a little to see the blood run down his body in a small satisfying smile-

Cort:The dragon screeches a horrid sound as it's hands are gone... It readies it's tail and swings it around ready to smash this powerful solider.

Christian:Jesus!! -He Finally reaches his bow and arrows, quickly and almost instantly he readies it straight for the Dragon's head but the dragon was only inches from Christian causing him to hesitate, in an awkward position for the Dragon to eat him Christian is subsequently slammed into a wall in a small cry of pain Christian tries to stand-

Cort:The dragon stands on it's hind legs, claws up and starts coming down, prepared to crush his victim.
Cort in the meanwhile has made it to the locked door at which he begins soundly kicking over and over and over again... slowly breaking the locks… He was not going to fail getting his prey.

Aaron:-Aaron was unaware of the attack and it slammed into the dance floor's base. Cringing in the small pain the Dragon dealt Aaron; he quickly stood up walking slowly towards the dragon in a small angered manner-

Cort:The dragon readies the same attack. Tail up, swings and comes slamming down.

Christian:NOO! -With out aim or judgment, Christian blindly takes one shot out there, just out there pray it'd hit the dragon anywhere to pause it's attack-

Aaron:He grinned at the foolish dragon, then again he never met a smart one. The attack had exposed it's mid area and head, nothing to really give defense to them he throws both of his swords in great speed to an accurate area of the dragon and of course stepping aside barely in time to dodge the dragon's tail-

Cort:The force of the arrow hits the dragon in the shoulder, making it cry and drop back to reset up an attack. The painful arrow lodged in it though irritates the dragon; it begins to claw at the weapon, trying to pull it out.
The dragon goes down hard as the swords strike it's vitals... little noise comes from it as it was killed instantly... it never had a chance. The dragon begins to smolder and burn up… turning to ash... which is sucked up into the swirling clouds overhead… leaving on the two swords where the beast once lay.
Meanwhile… Cort had finally barged his way into the palace, immediately taking out one or two annoying guards. He kicks their dead bodies and begins to sniff around... frightening several servants off... "Where oh where are you, Tamsin..." He begins to hunt her down.

Christian:The gods love me. -He grabs another arrow and aims for the unsuspecting Dragon's forehead and let's the arrow fly-

Aaron:-Frowning seeing no sign of Cort he grabs his swords, rather his spirit rips out of part of his body and stretches for the two blades as they meld into one, Aaron takes off towards his lover's chamber.

- Cort:The arrow strikes too and the dragon comes crashing dead to the ground. Like the other, it burns and turns to ash which goes flying up into the clouds... Then like they were never there, the clouds vanish.
Striking down two more guards with his bow, he can sense and feel he's getting closer... closer... closer... Ah, yes… He turns a corner to see guards standing protectively over a doorway. "Too easy." He picks each one off and strides to the door and kicks it open.

Tamsin:Tamsin and her ladies scream as the intruder enters. The four women with her huddle around in a futile effort to protect their queen.

Christian:-Christian now reluctantly crippled, had his leg broken.- Oh great, now my leg. I can't fix this! -He yells out and lays there hoping for help from the scrambled and fleeing people-

Aaron:-Christian was already in the long hallway and in an eye shot of the assassin, slowly he approached the man with extreme stealth-

Cort:Cort ignores the screams and pleas of the women and loads his bow. "Bye, bye, Tamsin..."

Aaron:-Quickly and unheard of Aaron slides his sword straight through the man's stomach and twisting it around slowly- Die Cort. -The splattered blood appears on Aaron's face and he licks it off his lips in another satisfied manner-

Selena:They all ignore him, save one. "Geez," she stands over him, hands on her hips. "I leave you alone for one afternoon and look what happens to this place." She is of course only teasing him. She crouches down. "Come on, Christian. Let's get you inside. The break looks rather clean, but I don't want to have to set it myself when there's a certified healer around here you can scream at."

Cort:Cort drops his weapon, looking down at the sword that has impaled him. He chuckles, blood oozing from his mouth. "Nice one... soldier." He too begins to burn up and fade into nothingness. "You haven't… seen the last of CORT..."

Tamsin:"Aaron..." Tamsin whimpers, shaking lose her ladies who go fleeing into another room... away from the horrid sight.

Christian:Oh, I love you too Selena -He rolls his eyes and stands up on one leg, doing a very good job at acted like he wasn't hurt too much. In fact he was in agonizing pain but hey, gotta look good in front of the misses.- -He gives her a reassuring smile- You'll be yelling at me when I say, I'll be... hee hee... disabled tonight. -He smirks at her teasing her right back-

Aaron:Good bye, boy. -He wipes the sword clean with his bare hand and looks over at Tamsin and nods- The threat is secured my queen -He places his hilts side to side and salutes her- A total of 6 men were lost your highness. -He was covered in blood, a few scratches of his own-

Selena:She smirks as she lets him use her for a crutch somewhat. "Very well. Besides, I can go without you for awhile..." She winks. "And I love you, too."

Tamsin:"Aaron... I… I am so glad you are all right. I didn't know... if… if you would have died." She collapses back down to the floor in tears, covering her face with her hands. She had not wanted this to happen... to bring the war right into the city where everyone had assumed they would be safe. And that thought of Aaron dying... she could not handle it if she were to lose someone else dear to her heart.

Christian:Oh you can can't you? -He grins giving her a gentle kiss on the lips- Ok, suite yourself then. -He gives her a small sexy smirk-

Aaron:-He looks back along the door and sees the room cleared of people and shuts it quickly rushing over to Tamsin to wrap his arms around her- Tamsin, you'll never lose me my love. I'm here with you. The people are now aware of what we are dealing with and they WILL support you I'm sure of it.

Selena:"I will then." she winks.. "Now come on, hop-along. We've got to get you to the doc." She whacks him on the behind and laughs.

Tamsin:"Aaron, it was so frightening." She wraps her arms around him, burring her face against his armored chest. "I did not know what to think. I was totally unprepared. I should have know... I failed my people, Aaron." She sniffles, looking up to him. "This is suppose to be their haven... Their safety net. This is where we train, lead... not where we engage with war or have to worry where the next assassin will be sneaking around."

Christian:-He jerked a little causing a little more pain to his leg as she slapped him... he grumbled and hopped along side of her-

Aaron:Tamsin, -he looks down at her and softly caresses her cheek with a small reassuring smile- No one can live in heaven on earth. Stop trying to make Tybar this way. You must realize the enviable before you even began to rule. Realize this though; you hired me, and everyone that you did to serve under Tybar. We would only do this because we believe in you! You are our symbol of hope and maybe something more. Remember that it is we protecting you as well. This is, how humans live to strive for peace realizing it can never be at it's fullest. I mean, if we can have continuous peace for a year then the occasional battle then so be it. It is more then what most people will ever see their entire lives. Tamsin, you are the perfect queen and a completely perfect kingdom is unheard of. I should know I've been through it all.

Selena:Finally after a long, steady hop they reach the royal healer who is busy bandaging other guests and soldiers from the assault. But seeing the princess enter with the archer, he rushes over to them.
"Princess, welcome. Let me help you." He leads Christian into a private room. "Need to get this seen to." Pushing him up onto a table. "Lay back and I'll be back."
Selena sits down in a chair, crossing one leg over the other. "This won't be too bad... It will probably only take six weeks for you to heal up."

Christian:I don't need your crap right now. That fucking lizard damaged all my arrows. It'll take me 6 months before I can have a nice supply of them again. -He mumbles off in a small rage, his pain still chronic in his leg-

Tamsin:"I just want... so much for everyone. I want to be the strongest ruler and to bring peace. We have always been at war, Aaron. So much death and destruction is written in our past. I want things to be better for our future. For my children."

Aaron:We all want that, but that is heaven. Even heaven has it wars. -He stands up pulling her up with him- You must realize how tame this kingdom actually is. If you'd like I'll compare this one too one almost as peaceful and one to the extreme of war.

Selena:"Oh well," she shrugs her shoulders. "Everything happens for a reason. Besides, from what I heard, if those damn lizards hadn’t shown up... someone was ready to plow you into the ground." She raises a brow. She had heard about it as she had passed a few gossiping women.

Christian:Oh,... shit... yea. I made Aaron the boy wonder guard a little jealous. Let's just keep it at that ok? -He gives her a playful wink and grins-

Tamsin:She shakes her head. "No… it is alright. But thank you for your words, Aaron. As always you make me feel better." But there is still something wrong… something more. Perhaps it went deeper than her recent concerns and problems... much deeper. She leans up and places a kiss to his lips. "Thank you for saving my life."

Aaron:He frowns for a moment seeing her distress, one thing this guard could do was read his queen.- Something’s still on your mind. What is it, my love? -He returned the kiss softly-

Selena:"Okay," she winks back. "But I'd watch it... I don't think he's one to forget something like that too easily. I wouldn't want a boyfriend with two broken legs."
The doctor enters with a couple of other young men. "Alright, boys. Hold him down while I set this." The men hold Christian and the doctor grabs his leg and yanks it back into alignment.

Tamsin:"Aaron, I am fine... truly." She shrugs away from him and walks towards one of the large windows to glance out over the now quiet capital. "If I need to talk or something, I will. Please do not force me."

Christian:What the hell! -After being held down he looks over at the doctor, feeling this well... not so kind feeling Christian's eyes grow wide and he remains silent looking at the doctor-

Aaron: -he stutters for a moment and looks down in frustration, he didn't mean to be so imposing- I'll go wash up and recount everything again. By tomorrow the troops will be restored. I doubt they will attack again tonight.

Selena:She healer twists and grinds the bones back as they should be. "Very well... Boys, go..." Then he starts to wrap the leg in cloth, very, very, tightly. "Now... now... Need to stay off the leg... 2 months. Gotta let it heal."
Selena looks over at Christian. There was no way he was going to stay still for 2 months.

Christian:-He couldn't find the words to convert his pain into anger- You're fucking dead! -He lashes out a punch straight for the man's nose in a blind anger- DIE DIE! -He begins to strangle him-