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In Asgard 13 years and 11months ago
Tove Warrior and her husband, Adolf Kham, we're having a stroll in the palace gardens of their kingdom.

Let me tell you a bit about this kingdom before we actually get to the story. Khammdaar, the kingdom of the Warriors, pure blood and innocent children, with the strongest, most noble and loyal of parents. This race is often hunted for their magical properties, they like Asgardians and Mid-guardians are indistinguishable until they receive a guardian, which for boys is at age 13 and girls normally between ages 14-16. A guardian is when their blood becomes pure of any toxic things, including thoughts. Adolf Kham is the king of Khammdaar alongside his wife the queen, Tove Warrior. Kham and Warrior are the only royal blood lines in existence for this realm. The Warrior blood line is actually of Mid-guardian descent.
      The reason to these last names is because the history of Khammdaar is of great importance to Asguadian culture. The great warrior Kham, fell in love with a spirit by the name of Lady Mikayla Bounty, she was the spirit known as Guardian. The spirit, Guardian, protected those true, loyal and pure of heart in battle. The warrior Kham fell in love with this spirit, but a man he as well fell in love with this spirit. The spirit Mikayla loved Kham, but did not love the other warrior, Hunter. The high spirit council decided to hold a tournament, for the spirit Guardians hand. Both men fought each other, warrior Hunter was about to kill the warrior Kham, Guardian had stopped Hunter just before he struck, she had materialized in front of Kham with a broad sword in her hand. The entire stadium filled of Asguardians, Mid-Guardians, and Spirits were shocked into silence. The high spirit council chairman stood up, a look of fury on his face.       

  "Guardian! What have you done!" He cried from a top his perch at the top, with the empty seat which Guardian had seated moments ago. 

"My job," Was her sole reply. They all realized that they could easily use Guardian as a bargaining piece, for she would appear before the most deserving man/woman in his time of need. The high council would hear none of this and her betrothed was to be Hunter of the Dark Elves. Guardian saw the darkness in his heart, and knew that if she were to become spiritually one with him she would surely die. So, Kham, feeling awful went back to Asguard, one day as he was walking through the halls of the golden palace, he was called out by Hunter who was flaunting around with a miserable looking Guardian on his arm. 

"Kham, wallowing in self pity won't get you anywhere action will. Meet me outside three nights time at twilight and we'll train together in the woods with some of my friends!" Hunter had called, Guardian scared by his sudden outburst jumped nearly a few feet in the air. 

"No." Kham replied coldly, looking at anything but Guardian, 

"Too bad cousin. King's orders." Hunter told him. 

   Kham regretfully looked back, and saw Hunter smirk then pull Guardian into a deep and lustful kiss. He took Guardian by surprise and took advantage of the fact that she yelped. Before he got any further a guard walking by had grabbed him by the arm and tore him off of Guardian, she slumped to the ground unconscious. Both Hunter and Kham instantly rushed towards the guard as he knelt beside Guardian. Hunter instantly went after but the guard stopped him instantly. When he looked up they could see it was the guardian of the bifrost, his clouded eyes glaring at the two men.

"Your negative energy towards each other effects her too much, I would advise she be near neither of you for the next three days." The guard said sternly. 

"What do you mean stay away from her for the next three days, our wedding's tomorrow!" Hunter exclaimed.

 The guard stood with Guardian hanging limply in his arms, "Then, you must postpone your reservations for the next three days. That includes your wedding and your dirty desires, Hunter." The guard said, as he turned Kham swore he saw a smirk spread its way across the warriors features, he as well smirked at the thought. 

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