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What was honor? What did it truly mean to be a great knight? 

Weylyn was not certain, as a descendant from a lineage of the kingdom's greatest knights, it seemed Weylyn's destiny was already set in stone.

To many, it would seem Weylyn had been dealt a lot of tremendous honor, born into a family with a thousand year history of knighthood, Weylyn possessed natural gifts and great skill and had long already been named among the kingdom's greatest knights.

However fate was an interesting thing and when disaster strikes, the fate of the Kinouri Empire rests on it's greatest knight, but of what use was a great knight who had long lost fate in her own kingdom?

 Weylyn finds herself with a destiny greater than what she had bargained for...

With darkness looming and a quest of great consequence long prophesied,

Weylyn must chose to either forego past grudges or be the very reason the mission fails and the empire is destroyed.


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He stared down at her, eyes aflame with his desire for her.

She lifted a hand to his bare chest, trailing her fingers slowly over his well defined muscles.

His skin was warm beneath her fingertips and his breath caught in his throat as he trembled beneath her touch, 

He lifted a hand to reciprocate her ministrations and she stepped back.

"Please Lynn..." He whispered in a low, breathy tone.

And by the creator, his words had her quivering in her need for him...

And she loathed herself, for she wanted him as desperately as he wanted her even whilst knowing he was the very one who had taken her brother's life...

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A Quest Of Honor

Maia's heart froze up completely, a cold feeling of terror running down her spine as she struggled to say the next words.

The words were stuck in her throat, with the terror overwhelming her, her mind was reeling and she could hardly come up with a legible thought.

"What are you t...talking about?" Maia stuttered out uneasily, try as she might, she could not hide the tremor in her voice.

Morgan's smile widened, he could sense Maia's terror and it was exactly the reaction he had envisioned.

"You know exactly what I am talking about Maia. Need I remind you of how the acolyte priestess was set up at the meditation cave?" Morgan sneered.

Maia's hands trembled as she realized Morgan indeed knew everything that happened that night,

Suddenly, her knees felt so feeble that they trembled and she staggered backwards unsteadily.

"How... how did you know...?" Maia stuttered out and Morgan chuckled lowly in response.

Unwilling Or Willing? (Ch.118)