Chapter four

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Colonel Oswold gives a slight sigh. "Now why'd you do that you know you have feelings for the girl."
"Give her the Rubix cube..."
He tosses me a cube in the cell.
"Hey I solved it Finally..." I giggle.
"Don't give her the other one until I give my orders..."
"Prophecy huh?" He asks.
"I want to help!" I shout grabbing the bars.
"I need you to stay behind!" He orders.
"I'm not asking..." I smirk.
"Grab your armor!" He yells.
"And keep up!"
We marched to the feilds of forgotten near the northeast  tribe.Its a merciless place full of Murder,Hate,Victory. A man tall broad man coagulated blood red hair with black eyes like anguish,and glory. He wears a thick red dyed fur. He crosses his arms His half bun half pixie hair stands on a sarcastic shoulder as he takes a a short inhale staring arms crossed at me like he's got something to say.
"It was only a matter of time before You'd come here."
"This is prince Inbrigim..." Adrias  assures.
"Yeah, she knows who I am..." He waves a cold shouldered hand.
"Who are you?" I ask.
"We've been betrothed since birth but I haven't got the time I have my people to attend to."
"My father never told me about a betrothal!" I yell.
"He was protecting you from the world all children here are raised to be fighters from the age of two."
"You mean they go to Combat!" I scream.
"You have a problem with my tactics?" He asks raises his eyebrow.
"I'm all for raising fighters but..."
"Good then We share agreeance on tactical abilities I'll give you all my available troops and me then we'll head for the North Tribe village." He spits.
"Soldiers Line up!!!" He screams.
Soldiers age 82 to five side by side. I am disappointed.
"And don't mommy my soldiers!" He rolls his eyes at me.
I launch my fist back leaving a bruise the size of a small rock of his face. He puts a sword to my throat. " Just because we're betrothed doesn't mean I won't kill you!" He seethes.
Adrias shoves him onto the ground with brute Force.
"Back up!" He scowls.
"If I had another choice I'd take it but I don't So let's go!"  Inbrigim scolds.
"I took the liberty of taking your camp so you have your soldiers."
"Thank you." I sigh.
We stop for the night.
"Bison burgers... anyone?" I ask.
Adrias moans." Yes...please."
Inginbrim plows through his licking his fingers.
"Damn you know how to cook!" He kiss my cheek tenderly.
"Steak and eggs for breakfast sound like a plan,boys?"
"You planning on that wedding or  you just want me to fuck you?" He asks.
Adrias face turns slightly homicidal. "Boys..." I grumble.

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