Nightwing95

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Steffan blocked the upper hit and gried to sidestep the second, yet the blade reached a bit of his leg, the pinching pain of the small cut conforming it.

Sidestepping behind Irena, he swang down the flat of his own sword to strike her bottom. "I woukd be careful with those Knives Your Grace. I don't think you wish to scar your your King, do you?" he said in a playful tone.

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Steffan drew his sword in an instant, blocking the incoming attack of Irenas knives. Using his superior strength, he only needed a single push to have her move away from him, the light jab on her shoulder indicating the 'strike' he achieved.

"You shouldn't rush to battle like this My Queen....there is always the possibility that the enemy will ne stronger than you. Think before you act and device a plan to take him down." he advised.

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Steffan let out a small laugh as he got up from the bed, putting on some hunting leathers instead of his formal attire, he oicjed up his sword and folllowed his wife outside of their room.

"Your own style of fighting? Perhaps I might be impressed, yet I don't think you will be able to best my my beloved." He mused

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"You are a Queen Irena..." Seffan said as he cupped her cheek lovingly, while gazing into the blue eyes he loced so much "Only your King shall have the honour to train you in the art of swordsmanship."

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And a challange it was for the King, who set his mind on completing it. When Irena turned to shower him with kisses, his hands snaked down on her rear, giving it a light spank and daring tge ferocity within Irena.

"A King never backs down from his word." he said to his wife, before continuing the exchange of kisses.

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"Irena...!" Steffan called out,nearly leaping out of the bed to reach her, his arms snaking around her waist to halt her on the spot "Did your King tell you to leave. Such insukt is punishable by death." he said with a sly smile as he once again begun marking her graceful neck with kisses.

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Before he was about to give his annswer, Steffan touched the back of Irenas head gently, lushing it to bring their lips into coallision for the full kiss she wished to experience.

After a few long seconds, when the kiss finally broke, the King eyed his Queen with a look of question "Are you sure that swordfight is appropriate for a Ladybto learn, especially one of your own Royal standing?"

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"To be honest...I have both good and unpleasant news for you..." he said to the Queen as he took her hand into his own and kissed it tenderly. He then begun trailing up her sarm with kisses, heading for her neck while speaking in between kisses "The bad news is that the Lords and Nobkes learned of my return, and they wish to have an immediate audience with me..." he said before nipping the small of her neck a bit "But here are the good news..." he looked up to Irena's blue eyes "I am still King, and I decide the time of the audience. And untik then, you have me all to yourself "

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Steffan reached for the traybegan spreading butter on to his brea, before drinking a long pull from gis horn of milk. Fresh, cold milk felt good in the morning. But while he was enjoying his breakfast, the King noticed his wifes dissapointed expression.

"There is no need to trouble yourself anymore..." he said, knowing exactly what she was thinking about "I am thankful that you didn't hid the truth from me, just let me deal with it from now on."

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Steffan felt his wife cuddling up to him, and that was what eventually woke him up. While the King was an early rser, yet the trip and the emotional weight from yesterdays revelations simply exhausted him.

Still, he was grateful to have Irena by his side, no matter what happened. Turning to face her, he gave his Queen a soft peck on the lips as his eyes slowly oppened his eyes "Goodmorning your Majesty." he murmured.