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King Kyrvik
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Date Posted: 00:47:45 02/28/02 Thu
*he moved out into the empty battle field, the dirt giving way slightly beneath his leather boots, his black cloak catches the wind as he walks, his left hand bearing healing bloody and broken knuckles, he unshiethes his sword and moves it into his hands quickly, he weilds it easily for amoment, then moves into training, the large bastardsword weilded as though no mare than a light piece of wood, he picks up speed inhis training, pain and anger driving him into a focus, though awareness of surroundings was not lost, nor even hindered. Barren earth stretched around him as he used the solitude to his advantage, he had lived in and ruled this kingdom for quite some time, still all he had was his family, even those close to his wife held somethign aginst him... what made it worse was its effect on Braeden, if there was any... he hated to leave Braeden and Aryian, hated to ever turn his back on her.... his thoughts turned to memories, remebering the day he returned to her, the day she told him of her pregnancy with Keiran, the day he first looked at her and how he had never thought any woman could turn his head... he had changed in the years... perhaps he had softened... or merely just adapted... though Braeden seemed angered with him... was Aryian a burdan she had not wanted? He knew she loved their daughter, there was no question there, but what had set her off so.... and more importantly.. what had caused him to lose his compser befor her? Why did he leave her... as thoughts run through his head his blade slices through the air, the bastardsword weilded with only one hand thughts turn again to the past, to the mock battle he had with Braeden... who was he to walk away from her... how could he? He slows his exercise again, cooling out and before re-shiething his sword he looks around hte empty lands once more, his left hand still swollen, though that would go down in time... and he had learnt his lesson well.. marble piilars did not make the best punching objects...*
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