Vidalya

Caspian inched closer until his lips were mere inches away from Davina's, reeling her in to close the nonexistent gap between their mouths. 
"Have you ever been kissed, Dimitri?" He asked.

Before Davina could lose control after Caspian's cold lips lightly grazed hers, she pushed him away and hurriedly stood up. "My Lord, this is highly unethical!" Her real voice nearly slipped out amid the chaos.

"What's unethical about this?" Caspian's face lifted to form an innocent yet devilish smile, he seemed to be enjoying the reaction he got out of her.

Flustered, Davina turned her back to him and took deep breaths before speaking more composedly. "We are both men and it wasn't ethical of you to try and... kiss me." The last bit came out as a whisper blown away by the wind.

Caspian's chuckle echoed through the woods as he stood up from the bench and faced Davina with a smug look on his face. "Tell me, Dimitri, was I really trying to kiss a man just now?"

"W-what do you mean?" Davina stumbled backward as she stared at Caspian in shock and disbelief, unsure of what to do to save herself from that situation.

"Let me rephrase my question." Caspian delicately grazed Davina's cheeks with the back of his hand. "Are you really a man?"

*****
With a bounty on her head and the need for a place to stay, Davina snuck into the castle of Lendorr, posing as a man in the royal army. Luckily for her, she was able to get away with her ruse easily that is, until she met the mysterious Lord Caspian.

She is tasked with being one of his guards all while trying to avoid getting caught by the man who made it his life's mission to ruin her plan.

Through a twisted game of deceit, Davina is forced to make a grave choice between Love and the REAL reason why she snuck into the castle.

Masks and Deceit

The duels went on for hours on end through several rounds and by the time they were done, the men were sprawled on the floor drenched in blood and sweat. "Good work today." Sir Martius spoke, not a strand of his hair out of place despite him joining in on the fight occasionally. "Now, gather around everyone."

The men begrudgingly stood up and walked toward the center where Martius stood.

"Yes, Sir." The energy was missing even in their tone.

"You've all been doing well so far, nevertheless, we feel it's time you get some real-life experience by working under a mentor of the sort." His opening words caught their attention as they all looked at him with curiosity, their energy level boosted up by a percent. "Through this experience, we hope you can learn a thing or two from your respective mentors and put it to good use on the field and even during training. Do you understand?"

The Chosen One