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Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Having retrieved her sword from the guards, she found herself in the courtyard. She had grown accustomed to focus on training when she needed to quiet her mind. It was probably why she was so formidable of a swordsman. She never truly allowed herself to grieve, instead always ignoring her sadness and burying the negative or aggressive emotion behind the simple monotony of training. With every swipe of her sword she was revisited by the vision of every death of every ally she'd had. The distant sounds of battle and screams of pain echoing in the back of her mind. She focused on as many of her drills as she could without her dragon. She trained for a solid two hours, coming to a stop only when she had grown too tired to continue. She wiped the sweat from her brow, as she tried to slow her panting. She leaned on her sword as she looked up towards the windows of the rooms her and Fiora would occupy. She could see the silhouette of her new wife's form against the drapes. She shook her head as she sheathed her sword and proceeded back inside. She couldn't afford to find her attractive. Not when the woman's desire for peace was only matched by her desire to see Cinder dead. She walked back inside, and proceeded to her bedroom, pausing only to request a hot bath be brought to her room. Once inside she leaned her sword against the wall, placing her dagger beneath her pillow. She had never had reason to worry about assassination before, but she wasn't so foolish as to assume she was safe just because she was in a guarded fortress. She stripped herself free of her uniform, stretching her sore muscles before approaching the bath. She untied her hair and allowed herself to sink into the hot water. She breathed out an uneasy sigh as she felt the heat sooth her muscles. She looked to her side at the door that led to her wife's room. She could see the damage from her magic, it didn't come as a surprise that she would do so. Deep down she had a feeling that Fiora's anger would overwhelm her desire for peace. She rose from her bath after the water began to run cold, toweling off before laying back in the bed, electing not to dress first. She stared at the ceiling, unable to sleep. She pulled the sheets up around her before rolling onto her side, balling herself up tightly as she tried to focus on something other than the impossible task of running a kingdom, earning her wife's respect and trust, and keeping them both alive in the face of opposition from all ends of the world. She found herself unable to sleep until exhausting forced her to, drifting into an uneasy slumber.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Earlier that day before their parents had left both pair had set aside their differences at the thought of their children's betrayal. They had met outside the borders of the kingdom that had called the summit and agreed something needed done about it. They both needed to die however Fiora's parents were just a little more ticked off then Cinders. Cinder's parents had never thought that their youngest was ever going to marry and so losing that resource didn't mean much to them. However Fiora's parents had felt they had lost a valuable resource when Fiora had decided that she was getting married, for peace no less. All the suitors that had been there for her and the armies they had been offering were now gone. The two families had agreed and through one of their magical messengers that communicated with their thoughts contacted one of the many assassins they used. He was the best they could get on short notice and would probably do the trick. They had demanded that Fiora die before the sun came up. That was the only thing they wanted, the contract had to be completed, let their misguided children learn their lesson quickly. Fiora woke, it was still late. She looked to the window seeing that the moon was still high in the sky. Why had she woke she looked around the room trying to see if anything was off. She slept in next to nothing just a sheer robe with a equally as sheer night gown under it leaving her bare body on display through two thing layers of fabric. She slowly got up pushing the covers back and with a flick of her finger she lit the candle at the night stand, and added more flame to the fire making most the darkness disappear. It was almost too late as the made with a long knife was about to plunge it into her heart, she moved back on the bed gaining a little time and then screamed.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Cinder's sleep had been plagued by nightmares. The loss of her sibling and her closest friends having resulted in a case of post traumatic stress. She relived the terrifying battle. The smell of burning flesh clung to her nose, just as the screams of the dying continued to echo in her ears. Her dream culminated in the death of her brother, a brief shriek of pain, followed by nothing. No last words, no body to bury, simply a pile of smoldering ash. Cinder awoke with a start, cold sweat dripping in beads from her brow. Oh, Ash... I pray this effort brings you peace, at the very least. She panted, wiping the sweat from her face. She ran a hand through her messy white hair, breathing out an uneasy sigh. Though the momentary peace was broken by a scream, from next door. Fiora's room. Cinder quickly rose from her bed, taking the dagger from under her pillow and moving to the adjoining door. She tried to open it but found the lock melted shut from the other side. She muttered a small curse under her breath before she began slamming her shoulder into the door. There was no luck with the first, the second began to break the makeshift weld, Cinder was grateful when the door finally gave, considering her shoulder now throbbed with pain. She burst through the other side, knife in hand. Fiora! Seeing the assailant already in position, Cinder let out a loud cry before she leaped over Fiora's bed tackling the attacker to the ground. She struggled with her opponent for several seconds, wrestling on the carpeted floor. When both managed to regain their footing, the daggers flashed back and forth for several more seconds. Though when the struggle finally ended, with a brief cry of pain from the assassin, and a groan from Cinder, the body fell still against the wall, and slid to the floor. Are... You unharmed? Cinder asked quietly. She turned to face Fiora and allowed herself to collapse back against the wall. Buried in her stomach was the dagger that had been meant for Fiora. She didn't dare withdraw it, knowing how quickly a stab wound would bleed out. Her breaths were unsteady and shallow as she ignored the pain, concerned more with the other's well being.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Fiora had been sure that the peace was over already and could only stare as her life was balanced on the edge of that horrible knife. It took her a moment to figure out what happened, the streak of flesh and then the sounds of a struggle. She sat up looking to see her new husband...um wife...whatever didn't matter right now, fighting with the assassin. Fiora moved off the bed to help Cinder, calling on her magic to aid them when Cinder had finished the assassin with a skillful blow. Looking at her Fiora had never been so glad to see a draconian in all her life. She had been about to throw herself into Cinders arms when she saw the knife. She dropped to her knees in front of her, Oh Cinder...I'm sorry. At the same moment the outer door burst open and the guards that were supposed to be protecting them came in. they called at once for the Doctor but Fiora had been trained in healing fire magic and was right there. She looked at the woman that was soon going to be her partner at least politically. Thinking through all the things that she had said and done that day all the times that she had second guessed her choice all the hurtful things she had said. This was going to be a lot for her to ask, but from what she could see it was the only way to be sure of saving her. Cinder...I know... she sighed and shook her head slowly a small ball of flame coming to her hand with she slowly waved over the wound. I...I haven't been the nicest to you but I do want this to work...I want peace please believe that...and that knife...I don't think a doctor can help...I can if you will let me if you will...trust me.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Cinder allowed herself to slide to the floor, leaning back against the wall. She was certain this was the end. The sounds in the room growing distant, she could only barely register what Fiora was saying. When the door opened, she glanced to the guards before turning her eyes back to Fiora. She had been a soldier long enough to know that the doctors wouldn't be able to do her any good. The room was growing dark, but she struggled to keep her eyes open and stay focused on Fiora. You first... She replied softly, trying to make light of the situation. She forced a weak smile as she struggled for consciousness. I believe you. I trust you. She said weakly but honestly. She eyed the ball of fire for a few seconds before nodding silently. She waited til she was certain that Fiora was ready before wrapping her hand around the hilt of the dagger. Ready? She took a deep breath before pulling the weapon out and dropping it to the floor, a loud cry of pain escaped her lips as she did so.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Fiora could only smile slightly when her future partner made the joke. She stopped herself and sighed, Cinder wasn't her future anything, they already were married and partners in this fight for peace. Looking into Cinder's eyes she put on a confident face and nodded, Ready, I'm not losing you yet. She said the last part almost at a whisper, almost to herself but not caring if Cinder heard. As the knife was pulled out she quickly worked the globe of fire breaking into dozens of strands that reached out piercing into Cinder's belly around the wound. Reaching into the soft tissue and cleaning it before using the heat and power of the fire to close it healing the inner wounds first burning the poison that coated the blade away. Time passed around them as Fiora fought to keep her partner alive, the king of land came with the doctor and both shipped the guards out of the room as neither of the women were decent. Fiora worked and sweated and finally the fire pulled out of the open wound sealing it as it left. The young princess collasped back into the arms of the queen that had joined her husband around the two. Did...is...she alive? Fiora was barely able to keep her eyes open as the work had taken a large amount of her strength.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Cinder groaned from pain as the fire entered her wound and began its work. She had foolishly convinced herself that magic was an instantaneous thing. That one simply imagined a desired result, and then made it so. The effort was almost as crude as actual surgery, though certainly more effective. At some point in the healing process Cinder had lost consciousness. The pain, the poison, and the blood loss proving too much for her to bare through. There was a silence in the room for several seconds after Fiora finished her work. When she slumped back into the queen's arms, the king moved forward to Cinder's still body. He feared that all of this would have been for not, then the silence was broken by a deep gasp as Cinder returned to consciousness. She panted heavily, her eyes falling to where the knife had pierced her. She wiped some of the blood away, amazed by the fact that nothing was there, there was no scar, no intense pain of poison burning through her veins, only a lingering soreness and an exhaustion from blood loss. The king released a deep sigh before turning to Fiora and nodding his head. So close was her brush with death, that it took her a moment to realize that she was indeed back in the land of the living. Cinder looked up to Fiora seeing how tiring the effort had been. Any lingering misgivings she had about this faded in that moment. She found that she lacked any words to properly extend her gratitude. Thank you... The expression seemed to lack the real feeling she wanted to express, but she said it with utmost sincerity. The king offered his hand to Cinder, she waved it off, insisting on standing on her own. She leaned back against the wall. Realizing in that moment that she had burst in here, absent of clothing. Well, at least there would be no lingering doubt about where the nickname She-prince came from. The king looked to his wife before giving a nod. I do not expect that they would be so foolish as to try a second time in the same night, but I will double the guard just the same. Cinder offered him a small nod of gratitude before moving to help Fiora to her feet. Soon after, the king and queen departed from the room.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Fiora was so glad that Cinder was alright that she just let all the strength go out of her and just leaned there for a long moment. She sighed deeply watching Cinder stand, her eyes traveled over the wound that had been there glad to see no mark on that smooth stomach. Her eyes were drawn lower and she couldn't stop herself. Her mouth dropped open in shock and a flash of lust went through her as she saw just why Cinder was called the She-prince. The poor princess couldn't help the stare for a long moment only being able to look at the one she was now married too. She swallowed hard looking at what by right of marriage was now hers to indulge in. she blushed at the thought and turned to look away forcing such horrible thoughts away from her mind. Chastising herself she missed what the king said as she was trying to burn such indecent thoughts from her brain especially after having lost Marcus to that devil. She accepted Cinder's help but found she couldn't stand without leaning on her a little. As she was left alone with the object of her hatred, and now her lust she looked up into Cinder's eyes. We should both try and get more sleep...its a long trip tomorrow. She was unsteady as she was saying that but slowly made her way over to her bed not refusing help if Cinder offered it. Um... she blushed as she looked around her room seeing the blood stain where the body had fallen and blushing, she didn't want to sleep alone now. Can...um...can I sleep with you? she was so red it was hard to tell where her face stopped and hair began.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Cinder stayed close to Fiora just in case she needed her help. Her eyes moved about the room when Fiora raised her question. She looked to both the stains where the body lay, and where her own blood had pooled. It was certainly not a comforting place to spend the night. Sure. I don't mind. She answered after a brief moment of thought. She collected her dagger from the floor before moving to help her wife to the bedroom. She helped her to the bed, gently guiding her to sit down. Are you sure you're alright? She asked, as she examined her momentarily. After a moment, she walked over to her wash basin, dipping her rag in before cleaning the blood from her body. She pulled one of the local's robes from the closet, choosing to cover herself before she made Fiora uncomfortable. She tied the sash tightly around her waist before moving to join her in the bed. She pulled the covers up over her body before rolling over onto her side, facing the wall. Sleep well. She said quietly before closing her eyes and trying to sleep.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Fiora moved to the bed and settled down slowly regaining her strength. She nodded slowly at Cinder's question if she was alright. Fiora was doing her best to not look again at Cinder's naked form. She could still feel herself blushing as the thoughts threatened to come back to her. She was a virgin but it didn't mean she didn't know what happened between men and women, her fianc and her had been very affectionate before he was killed. Happy when the vision was hidden from her by the robes. She was still sitting on the edge of the bed when Cinder slipped into bed. She finally moved slipping into the bed also pulling the covers up. She looked over at the She-prince and sigh before moving onto her side facing Cinder's back. Um Cinder...are you still awake? she blushed deeper before continuing I was just wondering...well a couple things. First, what are you to me? I mean a normal man would be my husband...you're not a man...but you aren't a woman either. So what do I call you? he mind was racing quickly eclipsing other things she had meant to ask as most questions rushed through her mind.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Cinder sighed quietly. Yes. I'm still awake. In fact, she found it difficult to imagine sleeping that evening. Between the night's excitement and trying to get used to sharing her bed, she was not in a comfortable place. Fiora's question was a legitimate one, but she wasn't sure if she had an answer. The exact nature of her gender had been a question that had plagued her for much of her youth. It had made defining herself or establishing relationships difficult. She'd simply given up on her gender identification and dedicated herself to life as a warrior. Does it matter? I've been an object first and a person second my entire life. Your parents call me 'thing', you call me 'monster', my parents call me 'traitor', my comrades called me 'brother', my brother called me 'sister', even here among strangers I'm just a means to an end. She shook her head softly, even the nickname 'She-prince' was an amalgamation of gender roles. They're all just words. They carry no definition any more. Ideally, I would have you call me 'friend' perhaps something more one day. But since you've already established that as impossible... She rolled onto her back, staring at the ceiling in thought. I don't much care what you call me. Whichever makes you more comfortable, I suppose. She looked over at Fiora after a brief moment of thought. Was there something else? She asked softly.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Fiora blushed deeply as Cinder talked through all the struggles she had been through her whole life trying to establish her gender and who she was. She hadn't meant to hurt Cinder in asking wanting instead to understand how she saw herself. She rolled over to face Cinder on the bed and had to stop herself short as her hand had come up almost brushing Cinder's cheek before the other rolled onto her back. Making a choice deep inside she sat up onto her elbow and looked down at Cinder. Well...yes but I fear I have forgotten it now. She blushed again before her hand came up brushing over Cinder's cheek like she had almost done a moment ago. Cinder...I will work on my feelings...I realized tonight that even though I said those horrible things to you...you came to save me and almost died. She moved to look down into Cinder's eyes tears in her own. I loved Marcus and yes you killed him. But he believed in peace and would be...he would bend me over his knee and spank my ass raw for the way I have been acting. She blushed deep red before she leaned down close and lightly pressed her lips against Cinder's lips. I don't know if I can love you, and it will take time to be your friend...but for now I know I can call you at least one thing....partner. she looked at cinder trying to gauge her reaction. Would that be alright for now?
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

The feeling of Fiora's hand against her cheek was so soft and gentle, so stark in its difference from the harsh slap earlier that day. It was a contact so unexpected that she flinched lightly. Though the touch that followed was even more expected. The kiss was so brief and so soft that she didn't get the chance to really return it. She breathed out a quiet sigh at her words. It was an impressive step forward for Fiora, unfortunate that it almost cost Cinder her life to get this far, but it was moving in the right direction. Partner sounds a lot better than monster. I'll take it. She said with a faint smile. She reached up, brushing some of her tears away with her thumb. Her tears cut her deep. Her own grief having been drown out by guilt. She knew there were no words she could say to make her mourning easier. In time, perhaps, she would be able to convey that her and Marcus meeting in battle, and his dying came down to the misfortune of their birth. Had the war never happened, or had they been born on the same side, they surely would have been friends and comrades.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Fiora smiled blushing in the darkness glad that she couldn't be seen. Rolling back over she lay down her back to Cinder almost wishing her partner would roll in behind her and hold her. She settled into the bed finding it very comfortable even more so then the one she had slept in most the night. Sighing deeply she let her body relax as sleep started to take her. She would see this peace through for Marcus if nothing else, though she was starting to wonder if part of this wasn't for herself and for Cinder. She bit her own lip softly as she moved her thighs a little feeling the wetness there. Just that kiss and the feeling of Cinder through that thin robe had been enough to make her start to moisten. She blushed again burying her face as she drifted to sleep, thinking what a slut she must be for her reaction.
Thread: A Hard Won Peace (Skeith & Kolath)

Cinder watched Fiora lay back down and roll away from her. Part of her wanted to hold her as she slept, maybe offer some form of comfort or security, but she didn't want to press her luck. She feared that her actions would make her appear as some manner of pervert and chose instead to roll away from her. She stared at the wall, unable to sleep for most of the night, content instead to listen to Fiora's gentle breathing. When sleep finally did take her, the rest was plagued by incessant nightmares, reliving the gruesome last battle of the war. Sometime just before the dawn, she woke with a start. She sat up quickly panting heavily as her head fell into her hands. She wiped the sweat from her brow before looking at Fiora, noticing that she was still asleep, she slipped free of the blankets and proceeded to dawn her Draconian uniform. She considered waking Fiora, but decided that after the last night's excitement that she would let her catch up on her rest. As soon as she was dressed she set to doing her morning exercise routine.
Thread: Man I feel so stupid

Why me
Thread: Man I feel so stupid

Uh. What?
Thread: Man I feel so stupid

I moved this to journals fyi. I feel there should be an explanation for the title.
Thread: Man I feel so stupid

I feel this way often. lol.
Thread: Man I feel so stupid

Okay, I am making a mental note that you are a very sadistic person, posting something like this WITHOUT ANY DETAILS!!! WHAT THE SHIT?!?!?