Spartan Spartacus
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Posted on Thursday, March 07, 2013 at 05:54 (GMT -5) |
Mundun found that facing down a felinal was as useless as trying to joke to a palace guard in Etheron. Grand-avatar's serene features were like featured marble and her purble eyes were fixed in Mundun's homely brown ones telling with every fibre of being that he really,really should be elsewhere. Just my luck he cursed in his head,well here goes nothing.-Good evening my lady,he said with the elabored Etharonian court bow.-Im here to speak with her Divine Mathriarch.
Im sure she is already eager to hear the news,im told im expected? Nothing, those eyes we´re like bottomless ink-pools.His arcane ass but she gave him goosebumbs.He straightened and forced cold strenght in his voise as he said -well? i am waiting. What seemed like an eternity the most beautiful of figures moved just enough for Mundus to pass.Mentally winded and more than litle dignified by the fact that her closeness was arousing him Mundun stride forward.
Her Divine Matriarch's audience chamber was situated between two world-trees and the plateu was imposible to cross without being seen.Had Mundus been anything but the real thing he would have been dead before finishing his first step in the path leading to paviljong in center of the plateu. The common error for those dealing with the divine was that they tought them unaware
of worldly enterprises.That error cost them often
more than they would have bargained.Even if Mundus was here as legimate quest, he swore continously to himself for being the fool in accepting the position wich now put him in to this situation.
As he closed the paviljong he hesitated as the only being in there was an human girl about to reach her womanhood.Now what is this? where is the Divine he tought as a voise in his head disturbingly like his, panickly repeated the laws of elements.Regocnising the symptom from his almost burnout years in university he calmed down the reflex and cursed the lemon like taste that state always brought. Easy Mundus Your not dead yet there are allways reason for everything the Divine does. Stepping in to the polished wooden floor he got to his knees and recited the Obeisance. After he finished he was left staring as the girl applauded and laughed happily.-Well done ser that went mightily good, it was very solem and had even the archaic form,now are you that solem and old, that you use as unforgiving form in an evening as beautiful as this? Three things happened as the girl spoke and they all happened in his head. First was that he realiced that he'd misplaced her age as this was without doubt an adult woman albeit girlish in her demeanor,seqondly he now understood why she was here and third realisation was tied to seqond
to his dismay. As he focused on the girl he understood that in the litle time that she took to say that one sentence,he'd fell in love with her. Pitterly he acknowledged the artful maneuvering of the Divine and started to collect himself.
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