The Moons Rejected II

[Angel]

Chapter II

Arora was sheltered and cared for over the course of two years at the Gin Hikó umaya. She was now an even beauty of twenty. Time had passed peacefully for her. Many customers' son and the customer himself had offered Arora his hand and home. Each time she had declined.

Dominick grinned and crept up behind Arora as she pitched hay into Elytas stall. Elyta picked her head up and pricked her ears at the advancing Dominick. He froze and shook his head at the huge doramu trebuchet.

Arora turned around from her job. "What are you doing Dom?"

He did his frustration face that Arora just loved. "Nothing." He grumbled.

She smiled. "Elyta makes a good look out." Dominick grumbled more.

The grumbling twenty-one year old sighed. "When you finish cleaning Elytas stall get her read and meet me out at Vlads pasture." She looked at him.

"Alright. I'll meet you out there." Arora replied as she went back to forking fresh hay into her stall.

Arora mounted Elyta with only a bareback pad and bitless leather bridle. The huge trebuchet doramu trotted out of the stables and headed for Dominicks chosen meeting spot. Long Feathers beat and flew at a steady pace. Her long white gray mane bounced as she trotted down to find Dominick.

She arrived down at the pasture to find Dominick and Vlad waiting on her.

"Come, I need to talk to you." Arora blinked and followed him, riding directly next to him.

"What's wrong Dom?" Arora asked lost.

"Nothing. Just wanted to be the one to explain to you the trip we get to make." Dominick replied smiling.

Arora looked at him. "Ok...Tell me then."

Dominick smiled. "Fathers taking Kanataro and me to the kingdoms capital with the crop of unicorn drums!" he exclaimed.

Aroras face fell, then she quickly covered it with a smile. "That's great!"

Dominick grinned. "Yes, I know."

Arora listened to him chatter on about the crop, the city, the castle, all its nobles. "You sound like Amara." Arora laughed.

His face scrunched up in a dislike to a comparison to his eight-year-old sister. "I am not!" he said playfully.

"What ever you say." Arora mocked back to him.

They approached the stables again. Dominicks mother waved him her way, so he trotted up to her beckoning arms.

Arora looked up and saw Dominicks father. He smiled, Arora rode towards him. Dominicks family had drawn her in like a daughter, she felt warm and loved.

He smiled as Arora stuck her tongue out at him and his reference. "Well, you're certainly the jewel that has my customers insisting to return."

"No doubt, father." Arora said frowning.

"Hmm?" he asked softly as he held Elytas reins and let Arora dismount.

"Dom said you and him and Kan are going to the capital!" Arora wailed.

The short-cropped hair, a red tent ruffled as he scratched his head. "So Dom told you then?" Aroras frown told him plenty.

She looked at his gentle green eyes. "Quit laughing at me!" Arora demanded. "I want to go too!"

He looked at her and held his hand out to her. Arora took it and let him pull her into an embrace. She laid her head on his chest. "You're my only grown daughter. I, you're so desired my dear, don't you know that."

"I know." She sighed.

"I see it has no meaning or effect on you. Taking you would make me feel like I've haltered you for show." Came her fathers reply.

She grinned up at him. "Am I just a prize filly to you?"

He scowled at her. "Never, I do not hold you in comparison with my horses. And you're no filly daughter." He smiled and let his fingers fall through her long silver gray hair. "You're a beautiful mare."

Arora blushed. "Please, can I go?"

Amsden laughed. "Aye daughter."

She squealed. "Thank you!"

He sighed. "Yes, and do be a lady for me." Amsden pleaded.

Arora scrunched her nose up at her father. "Aye, though its not like I have a choice."

He smiled. "Pretty much. You're mother-" Arora looked at him lost. His pause left her lingering in thought.

'The Festival of the Moon is nearing again. Do you fear she will harm me such as she has the past two?' Arora asked in his thoughts.

'Yes.' Amsden replied.

Arora looked down. He let her out of his embrace then handed her Elytas reins. Arora took them and let her trebuchet doramu to her stall. Amsden followed.

The smell of hay and horses relaxed him, but as he caught sight of Aroras tears down her cheek he quickly hurried to her.

Arora led Elyta into her stall and removed her bridle. Amsden took it and pulled his eldest daughter close and down into the hay.

"My sweet one. What brigs your crystal tears?" her father asked worriedly.

"I worry I will endanger little Amara, or Kan,Dom..or my other siblings!" Arora cried and sobbed.

"No, no. Nothing has happened yet. She does not have you to charm them sweet." Amsden coaxed.

"No.........father, I'm sorry." She whispered.

"Don't fret sweet. You're worth it. I understand your pain and worry. And how the goddess upsets you so." Her father cooed softly to her.

"Thank you." She said softly.

Amsden dried her tears and held her in his warming embrace. "I love you, daughter. She may not. But II and my wife love you. Never forget that."

Arora smiled softly at him. "And I love the both of you with my heart."

Her father smiled. "Then that's all that matters." Arora smiled back and curled up in her father's warm and protective embrace.

Kanataro shot through the halls and out to the stables. He sprinted into the aisle that held Elyta and Arora. "Arora!" Kanataro exclaimed gasping for air.

Arora turned around from her grooming of Elyta. "What is it Kan?"

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The gasping twenty-year-old caught his breath. "Father." He inhaled again. "has his most paying customer here."

She blinked. "And?"

"His sons, all five of them." Konataro croaked.

Arora just gaped. "All of them?"

He nodded. "Mother requires you to hurry up into your room where she awaits you to clean up and walk the archer mares out to the drive for him!" Kanataro ushered with his message. Arora gaped then trusted the brush into her brother's hand and left Elyta to him. Kanataro sighed and went to finishing up the mare. "Don't you even dare." He grumbled at the stubborn mare that tended to bite him and him only. "Though, the wax apple was funny girl, got to admit that don't ya?" Elyta curled her neck and secured Kanataros belt that hung loose from his run. He looked at the huge trebuchet doramu. "You wouldn't!" he choked. The mare eyes glinted like Aroras when mischief crept into her choice actions. "Nevermind." He mumbled "You would." With that Elyta easily picked up Kanataro and threw him into Vladimirs empty stall next to hers. A victorious nicker and various neighs followed his launch by the mare. "No wonder they call your kind rebellious trebuchets." He grumbled. Elyta threw her ears back and looked over the stall. "Hey, hey. It was a complement! Honest!" Konataro wailed.

A small giggle started to grow in volume as Kanataro sat up. "Kan, you are in horrible terms with beautiful lady Elyta." Amara grinned.

"I can tell." He choked as Elyta voluntarily came up to Amara for the sugar lumps he held out. "Aye, did you see sis out to father?" Or did Dom?"

"Dom did. Arora raves in her beauty, mothers touch enhances so much that's already natural." Amara replied smiling.

"Come, let us go watch our seductive one charm father many bonuses." Kanataro grinned.

"Bring out the two blood arches my daughter." Amsden beckoned calmly.

Arora walked out in a long gown of forest green, low cut on her chest, golden borders around the collar and bells of her sleeves. A small border of her white shift purposely shown in attention from the low cut. A charm of a maiden outstretching towards a sphere she held dangled from her neck. Her was hair pulled back into various thongs that linked together in a crown from her temples to the back of her head.

The blood archer mares stood on either side of Aroras hold. They held the exact posture she had taught them. The stand still position of a halter competer.

Twelve eyes, not including her fathers or Dominicks nor Kanataro or her little Amara, watched her lustingly.

Dominick grinned. "She has them." He whispered to his father who nodded.

"My lord, these Blood Archer mares, do they fit your wishes?" Amsden inquired in opportunity.

"Oh, yes. Quite marvelous mares! Breeding went perfectly I see! Alan, Joseph, go hold those lovelies while the lady Arora brings out the others!" the two eldest quickly responded to their fathers request.

Kanataro smiled. "See how easily Arora twists their minds Amara! She simply charms them and they follow!"

Amara smiled. "Business is not of mind to them anymore."

"Yes, though I'm sure it will linger when father dismisses her for cost exchange." Amara sighed and nodded to her brother's point.

Alan and Joseph quickly slipped the leads into their hands. They both colored at the closeness to Arora and her tempting brush of the hand apon theirs.

Arora left and soon returned with the three more blood archers. She led two and by voice led third. The third, a jet-black archer with Tuscan red tipped hair trotted infront of her and the rich bay archers.

Lord Akikami's eyes bugged. "Such beauty!" he said to his sons and Amsden.

"Quite so." Amsden grinned. "Arora does this job flawless!" he soon exclaimed to Dominick who nodded smiling.

"Go, David, Michael, Ian." He said as he watched Arora near yet again.

Michael and David quickly and happily took the bays she held. Ian took the jet black archer and watched his brothers flush red at Aroras beautiful smile and graceful actions.

Amsden smiled and beckoned his daughter to Dominick who escorted her out.

"So gentlemen, my lords, are the mares acceptable?" Amsden asked smiling.

Lord Akikami nodded. "Quite. I'll double you're fee..And," he paused. Dominick returned to his father's side as the lord continued. "I would like to add a third bag of pay to this."

Amsden looked at him. "Yes?"

"I have five eligible sons. None of them have taken wife yet. Would you be willing to let your daughter have one of my sons?" Lord Akikami inquired.

A nerve struck Dominick. "What?"

'Ow-What Dom?' Arora meeped.

'Oh, sorry, forgot you where listening in---The lords wanting to offer any of his five sons to you. He's asking father.' Dominick replied in a sigh.

'DO NOT let father let me be given away to any of them! I'll kill them and you know it!' Arora practically yelled into her poor brother's mind.

'Arora.' He choked in thought.

'What?' She grumbled.

'That hurt.' He choked.

'I don't care! I'd hurt you for letting him give me away to those bastards!' she shrieked.

Dominick flinched. 'More'n likely you would.' He sighed.

Amsden looked at the lord. "Sir, that's a bold offer."

"Indeed. My sons, all of them, have quite the interest in her. They visit enough, she draws their eyes." The lord replied, his sons blushed.

"I have left it to my Arora to choose her husband, if any. So, you are asking the wrong person. They would have to win her heart." Amsden replied to the lord.

"Ahh, quite generous of you." He lord replied. Amsden nodded.

"You're sons may pay board, my lord, for their choice of length." Amsden suggested.

The sons nodded eagerly. "Alrighty. I shall do that. I will leave them here under your care. Then I shall return wit their needs.." Amsden nodded.

The lord briefly lectured his sons then left. 'Uhhh-Arora.'

'What?' she replied in question.

'The five are staying.' Dominick choked.

'What?!' Arora screamed.

Dominick flinched. 'To try and court you.'

'I'm not gonna let'em!' Arora spat.

'You know, when you get mad, you tend to sound like me'n Kan.' Dominick laughed.

Arora grumbled. 'Not that you two are where I spend my time or anything!'

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Dominick sighed. She was agitated. He quickly dismissed himself from his fathers beginning tour of the stables.

He trotted down to the hay sheds to find Arora sitting patiently on the strewn out hay. She looked just as beautiful as he had seen her not half an hour ago. "You know, your looks are what drive them mad."

Arora frowned. "Are not!" she looked at Dominicks facial expression. He ment it. She sighed and let him sit up next to her and she leaned back and curled up in her brother's open arms.

"How long you give them?" Dominick chided.

"Until I die." Arora replied grinning.

" You know you never will sis." Dominick said laughing.

"So, what of it?" Arora spat playfully.

"I don't know, I just know you'll have lusting after you for ever." Dominick said smiling down at her.

"Aye, if you say so." Arora grumbled. "Where's father?"

"Still talking to them." Dominick sighed.

"Can't I just stay here in your embrace and sleep?" Arora asked.

Dominick smiled. "I wish. I as well could use such a long nap."

The murmur of voices and the patter of feet started to deepen as they neared.

Dominick kissed his sister's forehead and slipped behind the bales into a hidden spot Amara had devised.

"Ahh,, here she is. I'm sure Arora would kindly keep you company while I go speak to my wife." He winked at Arora then disappeared.

Arora sat in the hay looking up at the five desiring faces. "Umm, have a seat if you like." Arora offered. As they sat down she nervously began taking some laced thongs out of her hair. She felt eyes on her as she did. "Umm, any questions my lords?" Arora said shyly.
"Where is it you like to go?" one asked.

"Ummm, the stables has most of my time." Arora replied sheepishly lying.

'Ahh, is that why your fathers horses all follow your sweet voice?' came a soft voice she knew had a smile behind it, though there was nobody she could see.

'Who?' Arora ventured. No response.

"So..what do you wish to see here?" Arora asked shly for conversation.

"Just you." David said smiling. Arora blushed.

Dominick sighed. 'They'll never win her over like that.' He grumbled. 'It would take the Sea Gods own power or son to even break her down to accept someone!' he grinned knowing she would never choose a single man in her life. She detested suitors, but played along to keep her fathers customers along and paying.

Silence sat for a lengthy time. Arora furrowed her brows when she heard Dominick rustle a little in the hay. "What's wrong miss?" Ian asked shly.

"Nothing." Arora said smiling. "Umm how would you like to see out trebuchets?" she offered wishing to let Dominick follow and save her soon.

"Of course! Are one of them yours?" David asked as they walked into the path to the stables.

They entered the stables and went into the trebuchet wing. Arora prayed to the fact that Dominick had sprinted off to beat them there.

Once she arrived Dominick stood at Vladimir's stall with a bucket for grooming. He entered his stall as they walked up. Thankfulness spread over Aroras face. Dominick smiled.

"Dom!" Arora squealed happily.

"Arora." Dominick smiled.

"This is Vladimir. Dom's mount. And this is mine, Elyta, she's a trebuchet doramu draft." They nodded. Arora sighed.

"So. Do any of you do trick riding?" Dominick ventured.

"No, why?" Joseph asked lost.

Dominick sighed. "Never mind."

"Can the lady?" David asked smiling.

Arora flushed. "Yes." She choked.

"What do you trick ride in?" Ian asked.

"What shes wearing she tends to play in." Dominick grinned.

Arora furrowed her brows some. 'I'm going to hurt you soon!'

Dominick flinched slightly. 'Yeah, I figure you will with my leading 'what' you do as well as 'what' you wear while you wear doing it.'

"Might we see sometime?" David requested.

She bit back a retort. "Yes, sure."

Later on that night Arora sat up in her bed staring at the moon. 'Pretty isn't it?'

Arora furrowed her brows. "Yes, I know. Why do you talk to me? Who are you?'

A soft laugh came. 'Do I have to explain?' came its reply.

'Yes!' Arora spat.

'Feisty.' He laughed.

Arora grumbled. 'You talk to me every night for the past who knows how long. And you won't tell me who you are!'

"Yes." Came a voice from a dark corner in her room.

Aroras head whirled around. "Get out of my corner and show yourself!

'No need.' Came mockery.

Her brows kit together. 'Then be gone!' Arora ordered in frustration.

"As you wish little tsuki." It replied as it waved into silence



The next few mornings Arora did her best to irritate the five brothers. Slowly she began having them do jobs about the tables. Dominick, Kanataro and the rest of her fathers stable hands thanked her for.

"They try to win your favor by doing your asked jobs and more." Amara giggled.

Arora smiled. "Indeed."

Weeks passed in amusement to Arora. The five brothers soon learned how to care completely for horses and mystical breeds.

"Father, leave our hands here. You, Dom, Kan and the five brothers are plenty to take the crop." Arora said as she dumped grain sacks into the feed barrels.

"Ahh yes, your five and us four. That will work." He paused and smiled. "Amara, go tell my paid hands that their service is no longer required with me, but need is here." Amara nodded and scampered off with the message.

Finally the day came. Arora had pulled on her leather leggings and tunic. Dominick sat down behind her and began braiding her hair. "You know Arora, them five of yours are giving me such hateful looks."

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Arora grinned. "Oh well." He smiled as she laughed. "I think they think that you're attempting to 'steal' me, even though you are my 'brother'."

Dominick sighed and pulled Arora back into his embrace and grinned. "Oh, but any man that tries to take my beloved sister, I shall indeed fight them for such an honor."

She smiled. "I love you Dom, you're the best of brothers I've ever known or seen."

He smiled. "Thank you."

"C'mon, lets go." Kanataro chattered to the resting pair.

"Oh Kan, don't make us leave so early!" Arora grumbled nestling deeper into Dom's hold.

Kanataro soon had them off and moving. Arora, Dominick and her father rode up front, Kanataro and Aroras five filled the back and middle herding positions.

During the travel of a week they stopped at local inns for rest. Some she could tell, the five brothers would have rather died then sleep in such accommodations.

Arora watched Dominick nearly kill the nobles as they entered the castle gates. "I have never seen such-such-."

"Snobbish upholding?" Arora provided.

"Yes." Dominick grumbled.

"Arora, you'n Dom go'n take them to the stables. I'll get word with the kind as soon as he'll see me." Amsden said as he dismounted and handed Dom his mounts reins. Arora nodded and dismounted Elyta.

She whistled and all the mounts turned their gaze and attention to her. "Ni tsuite kuro watashi ni ano umaya, iasuguni!" Arora said firmly. The horses upped and obeyed flawlessly.

David and Ian, along with their three other brothers gaped. "Come boys." Amsden beckoned. They sighed and followed wishing to follow Arora.

Dominick smiled as he walked along side Arora. He tossed her along indigo cloak. "What's this for?"

"Women don't dress like you up here. Cover up for now." Dominick laughed.

Arora grumbled and did as he asked. Arora gaped at the beauty of the inner castle walls.

Castle dwellers watched amazed as the crop followed the two people. Halters but no leads in either person's hands.

"Here we are!" Dominick exclaimed happily. "Wait out here with the lot while I got find the stable master."

Arora grumbled. "Fine." Dominick disappeared and she waited. Arora turned around and began stroking Elytas forehead and murmuring in the tsuki uma chants and language.

"Not many know those chants." Came the voice she recognized.

Her breath froze. "Who are you? Why are you following me?" She whirled around but no one was there. "What..." she wailed in whisper.

A soft laugh came from behind her again. "I didn't think you would know Redi no ano Tsuki." Arora slowly turned around and looked up.

There stood a young man. Long indigo hair tumbled down his back and helped frame it in the front. Arora gasped. "You're-." He nodded.

His eyes everted from her face and towards the voices coming out. "I have to go Redi no ano Tsuki." She looked up at him lost and odd lingering desire she couldn't explain. She shot her eyes down.

"Please don't go." She pleaded.

"I have to." He murmured. "I'll find you again, utsukushii megami." Arora caught her breath and looked up at him, a small smile tugged at his lips, then he fled from brother and stablehands approach.

Arora whirled around and smiled at the on coming pair. "Dom!" she called happily.

"Dear sister, this is the stable master, he says he shall take the lovely animals to bed down for the day." Arora nodded, she slipped her eyes to the corner of the stables as she felt the stable master explore her face, knowing he wished to see under her cloak. Arora shuddered at the thought.

"Good then." Arora murmured. She took Elytas halter and began leading her off. "I wish to have her a while. I will stable and care for her when I'm done." Arora bowed lightly, the walked off.

"Alright, I'll see to the horses then." Dominick said softly.

Arora mounted Elyta and threw back her cloak. Then trotted off and around the castle inner yards.

She passed servants, maids, ladies and lords-so she thought. 'Royal bastards and whores, how charming.'

'You judge fast my lady.' Returned his voice.

Arora pulled Elyta to a halt and stared at a small unit of horsemen pulling off drills. "So what if I am?" she looked at the men then spotted him. She blinked, he was a mounted military official! Arora didn't-there he was! On his white mount! The one she saw following him that day!

A smile spread across his face. 'Welcome, lady. Come.' He beckoned.

The beginning of her frown made him smile. 'Fine.'

Arora kicked Elyta into a canter and thundered at the men drilling and snatched a spear from the ground. Arora frustrated at his pleasure to her frustration threw her huge mare into a gallop heading for him.

The men halted their horses in astonishment, then went to attack her in defense for their commanders.

Arora grumbled at their lined up formation. 'Stupid short little sparrow mounts!' she thought.

'You know, I have the same opinion.' He chuckled.

A nerve or two snapped in Arora, she pressed Elyta into the last few strides of her gallop and flow over the line of mounts and men. Gasps flew, murmurs where exchanged. 'I wan YOU to come with me.' Arora spat.

He sighed. And sketched looks over his me n and two other commanders that had swords point to her neck. Arora sat there breathing in heavy breaths. The blades began to tint in a frozen state. The two commander's hands began to shiver. Her eyes settled on the middle commander. "Well, you certainly have guts, and skill." He awknoledged, soft murmurs of agreement broke out.
"Take over, I'll be away with this ice warriroress.

'Moon.' Arora spat.

He smiled. 'I know.'

They rode their outs down a path and to a shaded corner of the wall.

"How is it, you know me, and why would you speak to me so long?" Arora demanded.

He looked at her. For the few times he had, she recognized that look-it was the same one he had given her when he had saved her. "There's more then an understanding, that's why."

"Understanding?" Arora choked.

He nodded. "The Moons Rejected are you not?" he looked at her as she paused. She spat him a look of hateful annoyance. "Well, are you?"

"Aye." Arora grumbled.

He nodded. "I take it you know no reason to the rejecter?"

"Only a guess." She replied.

"I see, I-know, I wish to help you is why I kept in touch with you goddess." He replied softly.

"Why do you address me in such a title?" Arora asked lost.

"Are you not one?" he inquired.

"Not in name, only body." She replied looking down.

He sighed. "Rejected have never gotten their places back, but do have to fight to keep the peace they do have."

She looked up. "Why do you know all this? Why so much understanding?"

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A half-grimaced smile came. “Because, milady. I too am one.” He replied in a near whisper.

She stared at him. “You’re—by whom?”

His eyes flashed with hate. Arora flinched. “That doesn’t matter.” She nodded and looked away.

“Your men are coming, my lord.” Arora muttered.

He looked at her. “How?”

“Do you not know the moons animal?” she asked sharp.

He grinned. “Ahh, I see.”

“Will you be staying here long?” Arora inquired.

“Yes, you, milady?” he reasked her. She nodded. “Good, do you need escort to where your father and brothers are?” she frowned. “Nevermind.” He muttered.
The men trotted up in two single file lines behind the two other commanders. He turned around. “Return to the stables and let the men look at their future mounts. The two nodded then led the men back the way they had come.

Arora sat there looking at him. He returned the stare. “Will you be hard for me to find?” he smiled.

“Never for you redi kara tsuki.” He grinned then set his mount off at a fast gallop to the stables. Arora watched him go, then patted Elytas neck and sighed.


“Oh good, come—she needs the help.” Kanataro groaned.

Arora furrowed her brows at Kanataro. Dominick began his prayers. “Just make her presentable!” Dominick wailed. Her eyes bugged. Dominick flinched, knowing her had signed an ok for an early death execution.
Amsden, Kanataro and Dominick all left the chambers they shared, leaving Arora to the maids.
She had been in their hands a full hour. Amsden walked in, then slid his daughters arm to link with his.
Dominick and Kanataro gasped. Arora wrinkled up her face. “What?”

“You.” Kanataro choked.

Arora blinked. “Huh?”

“Sweet, your brothers think you look beautiful and quite captivating.” Amsden smiled.

Arora blushed. Her long indigo gown draped over her lovely frame. The low cut neck framed her father’s charm of their stables. Her hair pulled back at the ears in a braided halo tied off with indigo ribbons. “Oh, thank you, I guess.”

The four began heading towards the assigned room for the meeting the king. “Arora, just charm him and his sons for while we speak.”

Arora sighed. “I just love being the object of diversion.” She ended up grumbling.

“I’m sorry you feel so used sweetie. I don’t wish you to.” Amsden replied softly looked partly ashamed.

“Don’t worry on it. I know its for the better and good. Do sell me off to one who can tolerate me, father.” Arora snickered.

Amsden laughed. “Whoever that is, my dear, I would love to meet.”

Arora knew he also didn’t expect her to marry, only for her stubborn will and man like independence sparked within her when the time arose.

At the arrival to the room, then announced to the kind and his sons they entered. Amsden properly leading his daughter on his arm, and her two brothers, Dominick and Kanataro.

“Your highness!” Amsden addressed as the four bowed respectfully, Arora curtsied.

“Welcome Sir Amsden! I see you bring your family, no?” the kind smiled. His short cropped brown hair fit snugly around his plump face. Detailed robes and jewelry lay on his body to signify his stature.

Arora kept her eyes cast down as she felt six eyes examine her. “This is my eldest son, Dominick, his younger Kanataro and their sister, Arora.” Amsden introduced. She bowed politely.

“Ahh, I see, lovely indeed.” Arora blushed lightly. The kind smiled and continued on. “Have a seat please.” He offered kindly. They all sat.

A knock came at the door. Soon it swung open, allowing a dirty, dusty man cloaked in an indigo blue cloak. He threw back his hood to reveal—the commander Arora had encounter that same day! She held her breath, then let it slide out when he smiled briefly at her. “Sire, you called?”

“Yes, here we are, sit commander. We have your breeder to talk with about his new crop and future breeding sires!” the commander smiled and took his seat accordingly.

Arora cast her eyes down. She felt Dominicks disappointment that she let her eyes fall. The guilt soon forced her eyes up and to look the princes and kind alike. A sort of startled look was evident at her sudden direct gaze.

“Thank you, my lord.” The commander said calmly.

Arora looked him over, a small smile crept at her lips corners. Though she prevailed and fought it down. The commander caught it and finished it for her. No one noticed their secrete exchange, so it passed as their own.

Amsden began talk of his crop. The king and his sons listened, interrupted with questions, comments and the like. The commander noticed Aroras boredom by the talk she apparently could have done in less than half an hour. “My lord, I have acquired all I see I need. And, might I escort the lady out for fresh air while you talk amongst yourselves?” he offered kindly.

“Oh, yes, yes. Do go and get her what ever she may desire.” The kind ushered. “My sons will accompany you. Now go.” He ordered.

Arora quickly curtsied, as the commander bowed and slipped out of the prison.

[Eris]

Lol, there's more to be posted I've already read it I find it a bit short tho x.x

[Angel]

lol chpt II will be longer then I X.x; yeah

[~*Hieislove*~]

This is long but good

[Eris]

Angel said:

lol chpt II will be longer then I X.x; yeah

Lol, I know and you better get to writing!!! Or I'ma bite chu!! You have a lot to write ;p

[Angel]

lol ty and yeah, I'm write'n only it only b/c I dunno where my notebook fer DWMR is lol.........geh need da find dat, so far in the 2nd, er 3rd lol

[~*Hieislove*~]

All the things you write are very long you must have alot to say.

[rjxsapri®]

Geez, I don't know why I hadn't read this before. You write exactly the way I wish I could write. Like SockPerson said: "very lovely".

I wish I could write like that, but I'm not that skilled...

I love it, I love the way you write. Good Job, and keep it coming...

[SockPerson]

Yea, I practically forgot about this story also.

Anyway, I do look forward to the rest, and don't mind my criticism. I just like discussing peoples' work and stuff.

[Eris]

Lol, I think we've noticed that *Abducts the puppet and brainwashes him* >=) Mwahahahahahaha

Sorry, hyper. Moz sticks >.<

[shadylane]

hi Angel!!! hehe and puppet!!! i wanna puppet?