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Twenty two
“That is enough Wife.” Orel said with hard eyes staring back at me. I tightened my grip around the sword until he also increased the pressure he applied on my wrist until I have no choice but to drop down the sword. When he reached for my other sword, I gave it to him willingly because I could see that I had gathered a crowd to watch me.
Orel threw my swords far from me, as he turned to face me again, I wrenched my hand out of his hold. And marched away from the two of them. I saw Dyane and I walked towards her with my face drenched with sweat and looking like a cloud. She didn’t shy away from me. I glanced back at the field only to see Orel knelt close to Gwenn, I turned my face away from the sight as Dyane put her arms around me and led me away from the scene. I didn’t want to see Elison face too. Even if Orel didn’t warn me, Elison should have.
Dyane took me to he
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I knew that I was hiding, Dyane knew I was hiding since I haven’t left her tent since I woke up and controlled my random bursts of tears, she knew this because I had told her enough times that I hate being confined. I hate whatever I was feeling but I was not hiding because of attacking Gwenn, gods knows that I don’t feel an inkling of guilt for what I did to her but still that doesn’t change the fact that Orel stopped me and his rage for barely concealed when he stopped me. I don’t care about his feeling. He can go to hell for all I care about but what I was concerned about was the fact that I very much afraid of his wrath, I had never seen Orel with that cold unknown emotion burning behind his eyes and with the way he gripped my hand hard, I just knew that I had to leave his presence before he will do something more worse than cause bruises in my arms.“I cannot believe, the cheater did this to you.” Dyane said as if she w
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Legacy: One made out of blood. Twenty five
I woke up in a mood worst that the one I went to bed with. I was angry and cranky although I suspect that the crankiness was as a result of not sleeping well which was as a result of Orel not being closed to me, two nights in a row and I am already feeling as if someone is going to attack me in my sleep and nobody will protect me. I know that I should at least try and put everything behind me and get Orel to sleep in his side of the bed this night but my pride would not allow it, if it means that I have to bring up the issue to Orel then I rather have sleepless nights until whenever he deems is right to return to his bed.My mood was rubbing off on Dyane who came to help me get dressed, today I wore one of my finer gowns which not only send across the message that I didn’t want to train today but also sent across the message of my rank which meant that I could order people around which is nice because that is what I plan on doing today.
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Two weeks later and so much work that I could choke on it, no talking to Orel and training on my own, I broke down into tears again as I tried to understand what was in front of me, there was nobody to ask for help, normally I would ask my husband but I have barely seen him in two weeks which was mostly my fault since I avoided him like he had the plague. I normally ignored any thought that I have of him but I am weak.“This has gone on for too long.” I said as I stood up, maybe he would be more amendable to treating me as an equal now. I stopped being angry about a week ago when my dreams showed me and Gwenn being close friends even though we didn’t see often, she was married, a queen to an empire and happy in her marriage too, I had a feeling that the marriage will soon occur which was strange since but relaxing, the dream showed me that Gwenn no longer had any designs for my husband. She was just being spiteful at first and she mellowed down
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