Behind Castle Walls
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Ongoing1h 35m
Last published Sat, Apr 7, 2018
"I'll wait for you." Tears streamed down Rowan's face as she watched him ready the horse, "I love you" she whispered, Warrick smiled and kissed her lips, laying a hand on her waist and pulling her close, "You're mine Rowan." his voice was soft but stern, safe, that monotone voice she'd grown to love. Rowan had dreaded today, but ever since the war killed her father she'd known he'd go too, everyone did, but he'd come back, he had to. A crisp whistle sounded, it was time, Warrick mounted his horse, well, hers, before looking down at her and smiling, "Don't forget this Rowan, goodbye." Rowan could only assume god gave him this composure, Rowan nodded and looked down, she heard Tarror, her horse trot away and fall in line, still she didn't look up, she didn't until he was far, far gone, "I'll wait for you."
Rowan didn't know it then, but by the time he'll come back everything will have changed.
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