Thread: Dragon Lord Gets His Wish (CLOSED!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!)

RE Dragon Lord Gets His Wish Loren Lannister and I Allyria felt a slight pang of jealousy as he touched this farmer even to heal her bruised and battered skin. She had wanted to grasp her lover, her husband, her Master away from such filth but yet she was the very Priestess who gave Lillian her robes, her old ones. When Trystynne had touched Lillian's cheek she had flinched from him with her looking away. As if she expected him to hit her but she did feel extreme heat then a soft kiss of a cool breeze caressing her skin. Blinking a few times as she turned to look at him in astonishment. Lillian couldn't speak as she had wrapped the loose robes about herself to conceal her mid-drift from his eyes. Your name, Dear Girl. Allyria spoke softly as she didn't think he'd be interested in a woman from a town that thought lowly of her. Oh, Lillian. I deliver produce to you and your company. She gave a weak smile as her delicate yet rough fingers plucked the bandage having it unravel. The blood soak bandage fell to her slender shoulders revealing her full dark brown hair that had some volume to it. I don't remember what happened and the others were gone when I woke. Her left arm still in a sling as she took a few steps back from him only to get a good look of him and the company that followed him. Like a timid wooden creature she felt her heart humming within her chest as she wanted to just run and hide. There was a slight lump that formed along her slender neck showing she was gulping. The gulping was a sign she decided to stand her ground against every fiber of her being. I'll be leaving your temple this evening so you may rest with your Priestesses. Lillian may be a virgin and nave to the world of lust but she wasn't a stranger to glares from other women. Lillian just didn't understand the glares from those who stood behind him. To her she knew her place and it wasn't near him. I do thank you... She spoke up before Allyria could make a sound. For you allowing me to rest but I do need to return to my farm and get back to work. I can't rely on your generosity. Lillian... Allyria stepped up and took her right hand within her own. Your home was destroyed and everything you could produce was taken. Your horses, cattle and chickens were taken to be slaughtered and your hounds were killed and burned inside your home. The red head thought this woman was use to such hardships but to see her eyes go blank. Wha.... Lillian felt as if the Dragon Lord himself slammed his mighty fist into her chest, emptying her lungs of the very air she takes. Her grip on Allyria's hand gripped so tightly then fell limp. Her knees buckled as she fell to the ground with her hand covering her once bruised face. No... Shaking her head as tears ran down her face while the younger girls, the ones who haven't turned to teenagers yet, rushed to Lillian's side. One even spoke of seeing the food remained untouched and there was still hope. Lillian looked up at the little blonde girl who be mistaken as Trystynne's offspring with her bright blue hues and bouncy blonde locks. Yet Lillian never heard of the Lord producing offspring which seemed odd since he had many women around to pick from to produce a proper heir.