Thread: Endless War (Spyke LionxKayLove)

The priestess gave Ortega a weak smile, before letting it fall from her face, I know you will Ortega. she responded, this was always the hardest part for Narsissa, preparing her people to go off to battle. But it is what must be done, to save her world. And she was off commanding women left and right, telling them what to do as well as when they needed to be done. She was a gorgeous leader and it suited her for she had the goddess guiding her hands and words. By dawn the amazonian women would be ready for battle. They had to be. Elegra watched as her mother went off, the role of the leader of their village was something that she always admired about her mother. And on day it would be her turn. She dreaded that day. Ortega blocked Elegra's view of her conducting mother and she looked upon him with a smile, it was very easy to like this man, he always seemed to be smiling and doing whatever he could to make a situation go in the right direction. Thank you, Commander Ortega. I do hope that he learns his place a bit better. she told him with a small chuckle as she looked to Liza whom was also smiling. Taking Ortega's hand in a firm grip of her own she bowed her head to him in a sign of respect, after all she was going to be riding out with him soon. But that smile was snatched away as soon as Haine's blue eyes landed on her, During battle I shall only fight those who need to be put down. And you are on the last of that list, not worthy to die by my hand. That would be far too good for you, snake. Liza's eyes widened at Elegra when she spoke those words, but Elegra simply shrugged her questioning off saying that they had to get to sleep before her mother commanded them to clean something. And so the night began, everyone but warriors that were to leave the next day was to stay up and help prepare while the warriors were to get a good nights rest. But as for Elegra that good nights rest would not come as easy as the rest of her people, a pair of ice blue eyes peered at her through a mist in her dreams causing her to toss and turn. While her daughter slept Priestess Narsissa had done all she could before going to her own chambers to rest for a mere couple of hours before the sun peeked over the horizon. But as if restless nights ran in the family, the priestess too found deep sleep hard to come by. Although for her it was a matter of conscious that was weighing on her soul, she would have to remedy it before the chance passed. Rising from her plush bed and tying a long black robe around her the Priestess started down the halls of the temple. Her fingertips drifted along the stone as she walked and her hair was wild and untamed but never the less she looked as regal as if she meant to get up before dawn and seek the person she must talk to. She stopped in the east hall, knowing which room was Ortega's, and rested her hand against the wood and taking a breath before opening it. For once the confident priestess questioned herself, was she really to tell Ortega her worries right before battle? Yes, she had to. She opened and closed the door softly slipping across the stone floor as if she was made of smoke. She watched his figure breath slowly for a moment before she gathered up the courage to place her hand on his arm and shake him softly. Ortega. she whispered in a soft voice, her dark green eyes glittering in the moonlight.