"We are finally here," King Lincoln growled to his mate Lord Valkyrie, a six and a half foot tall hulking warrior with startling blue eyes and long auburn hair pulled halfway back--and an arsenal of weapons hidden on his body.
The warrior was silent and dipped his head, as they stepped off the rocking wooden ship they had been on for the last three weeks. It made him so happy to finally be off of it. Lincoln was to fierce to be kept on such a little boat.
Valkyrie took the hands of his twin daughters, and followed his much smaller mate. Lincoln who was considered small compared to the warrior was actually six foot. His leaner appearance made him smaller looking though, and his ridicules curly black hair and friendly brown eyes made him seem almost petite. But the warrior always learned the hard way how much compact strength the king had.
"I wonder what the hell Kaliment's like. I get the ring he isn't to friendly. If he's at all like Katarin, I'm putting him down." Lincoln stopped outside the black carriage drawn by eight black horses, waiting for them on the end of the dock.
"Yes, darling," Valkyrie sighed, and then Lincoln scooped up their smaller twin daughter Clarabell, leaving him to pick up Lilith.
"So now it's a three day carriage ride huh?" Lincoln asked stretching his legs after setting their first daughter into the carriage. His black trench coat swayed sinisterly as he tapped his cruel looking boots on the pavement and then adjusted his cross bow and knives.
"Uh-huh," the warrior replied blandly, and Lincoln grinned at him.
"Stop giving me bland answers or you will be sorry," The king purred to his larger mate. Valkyrie grinned back, and set Clarabell besides her sister--both of them nearly two. He tucked them both in on the seat with plush cushions, and they snuggled up together than passed out, as he and Lincoln loaded some more luggage onto the back.
"Yea, but I have three days before I'm sorry," Valkyrie jeered, poking his mate's muscular core. Lincoln rolled his eyes and threw a head kick at the warrior, it falling short on purpose so it could be turned into a forceful punch.
"Oh, I wouldn't push it, I can find accommodations to make your life miserable in other ways."
"Oh Link, keep talking like that and you will be sorry," Valkyrie laughed, snarling at a carriage driver who he realized was eavese dropping. The man quickly turned away.
"Try me," Lincoln responded heaving up another bag. "Now come on, I wanna get there already and meet this Kaliment dude."
Authors Note!
Sorry for the short first chapter, I wasn't to sure how to start it! Please like and vote and I'll update soon! And I'll give shout outs more often now! Enjoy and feel free to drop suggestions!
~Lyra :)
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