In a world where everything seems perfectly logical and pragmatic. The thought of anything existing outside of the realm of what one already knows seems impractical.
That is how Melinda Morrison sees life.
The very life where she has shared nearly e...
Catching eyes, catching the hearts of many, and more.
"Argh! Push harder what are you afraid of Lavania!" Lady Abigaia huffed as her glowing sword made contact with mine with a harsh clink of the steel obsidian metals.
I shifted, dogging my way out of another quick attack from her and swiftly pulling up an aura shield to block a strike from her before leaping into the air and twisting just far enough so I could attempt a hit on her back.
Abigaia's attention shifted to where my sword was pointed and another large shield materialized in front of me blocking my path so I flipped out of the air and onto my feet, using a swift burst of air to knock her out of her stance.
I watched with a focused stare as she landed on her butt with a hard thud, nearly wincing but watching as she simply sat up, brushing the dust from her sparring outfit that I had gifted her just days ago, and laughed.
I frowned, "What's stopping me is that you literally just gave birth about four weeks ago. Why are you so insistent on getting back to training?" I inquired.
Lady Abigaia stood up with ease, her grace and height shadowing my body with ease. If you hadn't known her personally, you would've never thought a body as fit as this lugged a child around for nearly eleven months. Abigaia had given birth to her first child, a baby boy named Yamin several weeks ago to her husband, Dathan, whom she had been engaged to a couple of years prior, they had married around the time I was fourteen and after about a year, they announced their pregnancy.
She like Adrasteia once becoming pregnant, had made their way to their country estate in Vlore to give birth and rest away from the hustle and bustle of the city. Her twin had also married a year prior to her husband Arrone a lord from Freu Prein and the following year after that gave birth to a baby girl Geloyra who was a happy toddler now running and babbling a storm in the estate.
Abigaia scoffed, "A pregnancy will not stop me from running to the sword. I grew tired of resting in the estate day after day without getting a bit of exercise, this is refreshing for me." She stated proudly.
I gave her a soft smile, "Rest is important for a new mother, have you been taking the vitamins that I brought for you?" I asked her.
"I did. Now quit hassling me you're starting to sound like my twin and mother." She adjusted her stance so that she pointed her sword directly at me, the energetic hum of her golden blade focusing in my direction ready to strike with an aura hit.
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There was a time where something like fighting with Abigaia and Adrasteia seemed like a fantasy; they were so against my presence along with Hypatia for a good time, but slowly as the years crept through, I noticed their guard had been let down more and more.
Especially since I spent a lot of time on the estate, whether that be hanging with Soril and her bobcats or having a meal with her family, I had steadily found my place amongst the group even with the poor relationship that my family kept with them.
