I forgot about the dagger as I watched her walk about with grace interacting with the commoners smiling at some laughing with others then when she caught me staring she smiled coyly and waved shyly I smiled and waved back then forgetting about her I resumed looking at the dagger smiling at the saleswoman charmingly I decided to buy the dagger, happy with my purchase I headed back to the camp when she walked beside me. "Hi there handsome my name is Emilia and yours is?" I glanced her and smiled slightly as I was never comfortable around nobility. "I'm Rahvin spelt R,A,H,V,I,N and pronounced like the bird R,A,V,E,N. How may I be of service my lady?" I asked courteously, Emilia smiled at me sensing I wasn't comfortable she looked around to see where her escort was before saying softly. "I wish to accompany you for a little while Rahvin may I do that?" I sighed inwardly weighing my options before nodding my head which brought a soft chuckle from her. "You really don't like nobility do you Rahvin?" She asked me, I responded with a nod which made her chuckle again. "May I ask why?" I glanced her before saying. "You nobles walk around like you are better than the rest of us, so what if you have more money? So what if you have better clothing, just because you have nicer things and live better than us doesn't make you better people. In fact fuck the nobility I am happy being a commoner I don't want fancy clothing or a lot of money as long as I am left to do what I do best and that is killing the enemy I am happy" I spoke with passion and a little anger which had taken her aback as Emilia was one of those nobles that did think she was better than me because of my heritage. She slapped me across the face and was about to do so again when I grabbed her wrist firmly but gently, I looked deep into her eyes and she trembled slightly with fear as she saw the fury behind my dark green eyes. "I let you hit me the first time because of your passion however to hit me a second time is uncalled for. I shall release your wrist on your word you wont strike me again do you understand me?" Emilia nodded her head and whimpered. "I wont strike you I promise" letting go of her wrist she glared at me and said with venom "I will never forget this Rahvin I swear to you" I walked away forgetting her already little did I know what she had in store for me.
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Betrayal (prologue part 1)
FantasyMy story begins when I was a young soldier I was 18 when I first met her she was 16 the daughter of a wealthy noble her name will remain with me for all eternity. It was a warm spring morning the sun was shining brightly accompanied by a gentle bree...