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Elijah's expression became distant and thoughtful. The comparison between blade and magic seemed absurd at first but upon reflection he supposed there were a lot of elements that crossed over one another. She would always be on the defensive to a certain degree with a blade owing to her size and...

"Well... That fire isn't something to be ignored," he hadn't wanted to bring up her use of magic when she had been resting. He had known, of course, that she wasn't human but seeing the extent of that unearthly gift that she possessed was something wholly different. Why she hadn't used it before...

Elijah's eyes ran over her body like a hot brand. There wasn't a part that he didn't seem to take in in his thorough assessment. Once he had returned his gaze back to hers he did at least have the grace to blush - albeit faintly. Weapon certainly wasn't the word he would use to describe the...

Elijah in contrast seemed unconcerned and lifted one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug. Unlike Lyssia there barely seemed to be a bead of sweat upon his brow but he still sipped at the waterskin after she had had her fill. "Everyone starts out like that. Nobles in particular seem to forget that...

Elijah gave a quiet chuckle but it was not an unkind one. "Everyone feels that way to begin with," even himself, if he recalled it right. Samantha had beaten him black and blue the first time he'd held one of these practise weapons, then left him in the dirt with the simple command to get...

No escape today. Yet Elijah's body tensed, ready to spring away from the approaching danger of this conversation. His mind, of course, returned to the one they had left unfinished between them yesterday. Was she really confronting him for an answer to her confession here, in front of such an...

The two Captain's circled one another like hungry wolves. Elijah made his move first, striking forward after a feint to the left. The Guards Captain didn't fall for the old trick and shifted to parry the blow before it could connect with his right hip. Eli bounced back and they circled again...

According to the whispering maids the next morning, the Captain did not return to the manor until late and had looked quite dishevelled with straw in his hair. As maids were wont to do they gossiped about which lady might have convinced him to take a tumble in the hay. How disappointed they...

Perhaps if he were any decent sort of man he would have called when she turned to leave. Elijah watched her leave and only let out the breath he was holding when he heard the door to the stables close once more. The worries and nightmares that had driven him to seek out his horse seemed trivial...

There were no words he could say that felt strong enough to return the sentiment she conveyed in her confession. Everything that sprung to mind seemed weak and pathetic in comparison. So he brushed the mane and let a silence fall as he thought it through: her feelings, their trials, and their...

Elijah looked far calmer than he felt. He nodded along politely to everything that Lyssia as he brushed Gypsy's mane, whilst on the inside her words filled a lake inside his chest. He could feel it swelling with emotions he had been ignoring for weeks - months even - and now he found himself...

"No, she won't mind," Gypsy gave a snort but put her nose back into her feed bucket, the excitement over. Elijah picked up a curry comb and moved to begin detangling her mane instead, leaving the flank for Lyssia. His head had been spinning before but now he thought it might just fall off...

The instinctive flight or fight response that overcame any animal when confronted with something terrifying began to take over Elijah's body. If it had been an enemy coming towards him sword swinging he would not have hesitated to step forward and meet them steel to steel, but Lyssia came at him...

The look of confusion only seemed to grow. But he was a Captain. It was a title he was proud of and had earnt with sweat and blood. He wasn't even sure what the man was without the phrase. He was even less sure of what need she might have of just a man rather than a Captain when she was...

Elijah stared at her blankly as he struggled to comprehend what that meant. Then his great brows drew down into a knotted frown. "There's... something you want me to do?" Lyssia sometimes had a habit of not finishing her whole instruction. It was a common affliction amongst the upper crust of...