OMG OMG Thank you all for not giving up on this story. I am so sorry I have not updated for a while but my senior year is about to begin so there has been preparations happening for that. SPECIAL SPECIAL shoutout to @DemeterLucy for the lovely covers, I LOVE every single one. THANK YOU again :D To the side is another one she made, I will be posting the others and tell me which you all like most in the comment :DOkay back to ARMOR,
Isabella smiled sadly at him and thanked him. She by her father's side, rested her head near the bed post and prayed.
She slipped into a slumber next to her father under the watchful eyes of her Knights. The worry and the stress of the past weeks caught up to her.
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Isabella awoke disoriented. After awhile it all came back to her. The meeting, her father! She glanced over alarmed but relaxed slightly when she saw him right next to her. She saw no difference in him from the time he fell to now and couldn't help but feel guilty. He is helpless and unconscious and I am stealing naps. Isabella beraded herself.
She looked around finally, caught Edwin's eye and nodded. "How long has it been?"
"About six hours milady."
Isabellla swore under her breath and stood. She fought off a wave of dizziness and walked toward the door. "The Jarians?" She inquired.
"We have made sure they have remained distanced from His Majesty."
She nodded. Her pokerface fell for the second time that day. She allowed more emotion onto her that day than she had in a long time. "How did this happen?" She teared up. "This was not supposed to happen. We were to meet, reach agreement and then return home."
Edwin stood shocked but quickly recovered and wrapped a huge arm around Isabella. Because Isabella was always very hard-working the men often forgot about her youth and hidden vunerablity. He felt honored that the young Princess allowed him to see her open up and seek a sort of comfort. It made her more.... Human. Relatable.
"Sorry Edwin, I am like a leaking well today, all of these tears. I am usually stronger."
"Princess, you are more than a warrior, you are also a daughter. Warriors are not always the strongest. Sometimes you need to allow yourself to just let a wall down sometimes." He hugged her. "The King will be fine. Have faith Princess."
Isabella was reminded of when Hazel told her "You are not just a warrior, you are also a woman." She nodded and sighed. "Thank you Edwin." She wiped her tears and grinned. "I am going to go find Storm and get some air."
"Princess 'tis dark outside would you like company?"
Isabella shook her head and quickly exited while successfully avoiding any further eyecontact.
Edwin knew that after allowing herself to feel so much she needed to go off, and compose her self. Isabella reminded him a lot of the young man. Aiden? I think that was his name. Now that man is something else. He had watched the man in the training room and admitted that he did have a lot of skill. So much energy and skill poured into measly mock spars. Edwin figured the young man was fighting his own demons and worked diligently to fight them off and hide them.
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Isabella exited the large castle gates and stood there. She gazed up at the dark, star filled sky and tilted her head a bit. The sky was filled with bright stars, which twinkled so bright she could not stare at one for too long. She felt almost as if the beauty of the sky was mocking her, laughing at her pain and scowled.
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Armor
أدب تاريخيIsabella, future queen of Gardia, unlike any lady of her time, is no damsel, but a fierce warrior. Though respected by men and shunned by women she fleetingly wonders what it would be like to fall in love. The Head Knight of Jaria, enemy nation of G...