Author: Alexandra Zamorano
original Fandom: Epic Stories: Hlidar
Pairing: Morgan & William
Challenge: Feelings
Table No. 1: Vision
Warnings: By ordinance of administering the challenge: Does not contain Lemmon (at least the first four chapters).
Notes: This story is a total invention of mine. Goes completely dedicated to my boyfriend, from the first word to the last, from the beginning of history until the end. It goes with all my love, affection and dedication.
I lost in the realm of Hlidar, there were very few things that do not occur, as almost everything in the human kingdom was strange, for the people of Hlidar was most ordinary and normal. The magic and sorcery were always well regarded, and taken as a heritage of noble blood, transferred from generation to generation. The knights of King Steinar, men who were noted for having many gifts, among which emphasized skill with weapons, sorcery and telepathic gifts, men were considered extreme nobility and pure magic.
One day in early autumn, all the nobles were summoned to a dance in honor of King. The grand palace, dressed feast.
The room was full and she could barely watch. Was when I saw yonder. Their eyes watched him trembling and all, for it changed.
A look, with what was enough for her to feel different. The deep eyes of him, small and with a mischievous glint, he marveled. Kept his eyes on him all night and gone and feeling increasingly familiar with that body, height, texture and looks.
William smiled at the side, just then noticed the persistent gaze of a young, just across the ballroom. He watched for a while and was surprised at how strange it seemed that creature in that place. She had long black hair shone with the light of the room. She wore a beautiful pale pink dress that clung about her curves.
could see her smile shone in a strange way, almost childlike and innocent Does this girl was part of the nobility? If it was, did not seem, happiness and a little too cynical for someone normal. Was accompanied by a lady, most definitely could be your mother.
He gave one last look at the girl and left the room. The king called him.
Morgana was a strange name, even to the kingdom where they lived, the worse that he did not care.
From the moment she felt his gaze on her body, her face turned a crimson funny. He never thought to look so naive a gentleman could bring those results. The simple fact of feeling that he watched and happiness created an illusion that he could hardly conceal.
He was a gentleman of the king, he knew at the very moment when his eyes fell upon the royal symbol. Her hair was black, like his eyes. His appearance was rather dark, almost bordering on the incomprehensible to her. He felt
emptiness in his heart when he left the room, a gap that did not fail to disturb the night. William
Oxar
II, principal gentleman and member of the royal council, he felt. He had always thought that it had no feeling, heart and affections. Never felt remorse to fulfill its duty to protect the kingdom or having to kill their enemies, he boasted of his lack of feelings and that flaw was well rewarded in the kingdom, and much needed by the king.
Wil, to his friends, had a sense of loss in your body, as if to leave that room had lost warmth Warmth "? He had never lost something, and that had less affection for "warmth."
had the strange urge to stay in the room and let that bold girl look at him. Did not even know his name or why he was at the party that the king had given the most powerful men and women of the kingdom.
When he felt he was losing his mind, when thinking about a simple girl, vanished from his mind all-as I used to, and entered the room to talk with the king.
The opposite happened in the ballroom.
That feeling could not leave the stomach of Morgana. From the moment she saw him leave, his smile disappeared from his face. His features were so sincere, that always made him difficult to hide their feelings.
As had the opportunity, he escaped from the arms of his mother and left the room with hurried pace. I needed air. Those balls did nothing to disturb the thick air of the room and, above all, those cynical people by crushing ... bother him too much.
escaped, literally running, to the enchanted gardens, known throughout the kingdom for his splendid and magnificent beauty. He reached the center of the square, just where was the pool that had so pleased her. In the pool showed the female figure carved in marble, one of the deities the kingdom of Hlidar.
It was not until last minute, when his eyes became accustomed to the darkness, he could spot a suspicious shadow in the trees ... a shadow began to approach it in an offensive manner ...
III
She looked more bizarre than the room. Had not been aware that his eyes were black, large and expressive. Yes, very expressive. His eyes were full of fear, an overwhelming fear. I had never been aware of fear in the eyes of the people.
crept from the shadows, as if about to strike at an enemy. He saw how she was spinning, looking for where the sound came. He moved to the right and squatted. The moonlight was reflected perfectly in his eyes, dark and no secrets.
He came closer and noted a pale, almost chronic in her skin. Perhaps it was a bad idea to scare her. Left in the dark and without much thought to shoulder took the bad girl.
- Miss? "He whispered in the shadows still, his voice slightly hoarse.
She was startled to feel someone's hand on his shoulder and for a moment he was afraid to turn around. This does not prevent him from turning around, but just do it quickly.
When he did, tried to keep his composure, but his face lighted up strangely. A smile settled on his lips, smile that William was most revealing.
- Sir? She asked with a funny voice, as if he were laughing. Morgana
looked into his eyes and his smile faded slightly. They were too dark and not allowed to see anything. She panicked for a moment, but then thought this would be an effect of the night over their eyes ... nothing more than that.
He smiled.
IV
When she did it again, he felt mesmerized for a moment. When people saw him, his appearance as cold, usually looking down and not lift it again until he come out of place, but this reaction only lasted a few seconds with her.
It was a long time since I had seen someone smile sincerely, almost as I had forgotten. Her eyes lit up in a strange way, even through the night covering him. He noticed that his lips were a dark pink, which had a funny mole near the corner of her mouth, her eyelashes were long and perfectly delineating the eyes of it. For a moment he could not stop looking at it: I was literally mesmerized.
When the look of it, seriously and without much emotion, never left his face flushed Morgan. He felt a strange tightness in the chest, electrifying waves swept him for a moment. He tried to keep an eye on your eyes, but was unsuccessful. He lowered his gaze to rest on his lips.
She blushed. His thoughts were not helping anything. You are only passing through his mind filled with images of him, full of feelings How would bring to his lips, smiling as biting, and stroking that mouth? What would it be able to feel the heat from it on your lips?
In reaction to his thoughts, he raised his hand and led the young knight's face, but the steady hand he stopped right in the middle.
- What is your name? "Asked him, her voice still a little hoarse.
For a moment it made sense the unbearable urge to slide her tongue from the corner of her lips, just on the edge where we found this little moon. Cleared his mind at the precise moment in which she had raised his hand.
pat or slap Did you want to look at her so bold? Morgana
"she muttered as he lowered his hand a little embarrassed.
He thought it funny that crimson with which stained her cheeks, was a sign that it was not as bold as it seemed.
"I'm William," he said looking into her eyes. She returned
to smile at this strange way. And he, in response, felt something strange again. Inappropriate thoughts crossed her mind, thoughts that surrounded her and him. He had felt a strange need to know who she was, knowing who she was and to be with her.
A strange feeling of discovering each other, to uncover those feelings and let them burst.
He came almost natural reaction to her body. Took into his hands her face and looked again.
V
She was an apparition to his life, a vision in that dark autumn night. I was tempted to smile at the Her face, cradled in his hands.
had closed his eyes and raised his face, seeking his mouth. He licked his lips to feel the breath of it near his mouth, caressing her imagination. Barely touched his lips, but that achievement as a mere touch sensation sweeping through her body lowered. He felt his lips gently pressing his ...
opened his eyes and he could be sure he had felt a similar sensation.
certainly was a vision that young. No one could have truly smiled, daring to look into his eyes and ask for a kiss in one night, and worse, have ensured that he lost his temper.
Suddenly, he turned away from her, as if the mere contact of their bodies burned. He recalled the look and feel, and both meetings were not helpful to him.
What was done? How long kissing young virgins of the nobility? How long had wanted to kiss someone?
Morgana, to feel the separation from their bodies felt cold and neglect. She looked into his eyes, trying to find out why his reaction, and what he learned there did not like.
saw repentance ... That kiss, surrounded by darkness and a desire invisible, had been the first for her. Found to feel someone's lips was nice discovered that if he had not stopped, maybe she had asked him to continue.
suddenly did not know what was there, with a complete stranger whom he had spoken in the middle of the night and, moreover, had kissed her. What was I thinking the gentleman of the king at that time? What was an easy woman?
She blushed again with shame undesirable. They had kissed!
"Sorry ..." murmured both at once.
She looked surprised. He could see a hint of pain in their eyes, insurance she thought the kiss had been bad, he regretted. He wanted to clarify that young kissing going around, that that kiss had affected him, he wanted to kiss her again, but none of those words left his mouth.
-Sir William, "she murmured, as he bowed to say goodbye.
left the place at an accelerated pace, almost running. He sat in a corner of a hallway and touched her lips. Yes, she would always remember the strange gentleman named William. He had been an appearance in his life, a vision. And tomorrow, when she returned to her home, would not be the same girl forever.
Because that night he had lost his naivete and innocence that used to have.
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