Board Thread:Roleplaying/@comment-17114085-20160618002914/@comment-17114085-20160717110519

(Julien is in his 30s, he is not that young.)

"Don't do this, Cyrus. Not after what we went through." Lyon told him.

"I guarantee you that I won't." Jovron told him. "Now, as your Knight-Commander I order you to stand down." He didn't draw his sword, he didn't need to.

Some Battlemages and Knights had gathered around the scene. If Cyrus tried to fight while being weak and malnurished he would most certainly be cut down.

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"My kingdom has doubled its original size. You can take that allowance of yours and shove it up your own ass. I will no longer be needing it." Julien told his brother-in-law as he left.

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After a few more cups, Rob asked her. "How did you get that scar?"

"Which one?" She asked.

The king reached over to her cheek, and touched the scar with his index finger.

"Oh, this one. Well this one was from that battle in Farrun. It's one of my newer scars, but hardly the worse." Jeanne responded. She leaned forward to show him her neck. A scar ran down the side of it. She grabbed his hand and moved it down to her neck. "This was probably the one that hurt the most. Got it when I fell badly from a horse."

"A neck injury...you could have died." He stated.

"Yes, tis true. Luckily I suffered it during training back in Fort Iceblade, so a healer was able to get to me fairly quickly." she explained. She looked at the king for a second before she leaned to the side and lifted up her shirt. On her lower abdomen was a large scar that ran from her side to near her belly button. "I also got this one in battle. It's my largest one."

Like before Rob ran his finger along the scar.

"What about you, your majesty? Any battle scars?" the soldier asked.

"I've a few, but none that serious. Only my most recent one is noteworthy." He replied.

"May I see it?" She asked.

Roberto nodded and took off the cloak he had been wearing, showing her the large scar from the lance.

"Wow, that's larger than any of mine." Jeanne did as the king and and touched the scar, running her fingers along it gently.

"I have a matching one on the back." Rob informed her and she moved her hand to his back to feel it.

They locked eyes a second time, this time both were much closer to each other. Neither broke the lock this time, instead they just looked at each other for a few seconds before King Rob moved forward and planted a kiss upon her lips.

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(I think we all know where this is going so I'll timeskip from here.)