'HOW DARE YOU!. Release those men!'
Fiona roared at the youths from her village with a voice like the roar of a lion and all the disgruntled youths shrank back from her as she lambasted them for their intolerance and unfounded jealousy. Darius was as astounded as everyone else at the authority her voice carried and had no doubt that her gods were speaking through her, to him this showed that there was no trickery involved, no drugging of minds or bodies. HIS Fiona, how good that sounded to him, was no doubt a true priestess, calm, yet commanding and beautiful beyond compare.
She stood tall and upright, slender in build but unbending in the face of protests from the youths who had been preparing to hang his own men.
'How dare you do something like this. The gods give you a gift and you throw it back into their face? They bring you future friends. People to help build our village. People to help protect our village. And you treat them like this? You spit on the gods? How dare you!'
Her voice was back to normal but there were undertones of great anger. However she kept order and issued orders for the care of the incoming women and set a punishment for the village youths. He was impressed by the fact that instead of a flogging or other painful punishment she gave orders that would be useful to everyone. It was plain that the villagers respected her despite her tender years and would do as she said, his purpose now lay in also winning the respect of the villagers and getting his own people to respect Fiona, both were difficult tasks in themselves but with Fiona's help and perhaps, he conceded grudgingly, a little help from her gods they could build a place to be proud of.
He put his arm around Fiona's slim waist and held her close and looked into her now fair face, all trace of anger gone.
"You never cease to amaze me my love" the words 'my love' slipping from his tongue, he had never called a woman 'my love' before. "The way you dealt with everything was so perfect."
He bent his head to kiss her and smiled at her,
"Maybe I can surprise you in two nights time."
He guffawed loudly and playfully smacked Fiona's cute rear.
Fiona roared at the youths from her village with a voice like the roar of a lion and all the disgruntled youths shrank back from her as she lambasted them for their intolerance and unfounded jealousy. Darius was as astounded as everyone else at the authority her voice carried and had no doubt that her gods were speaking through her, to him this showed that there was no trickery involved, no drugging of minds or bodies. HIS Fiona, how good that sounded to him, was no doubt a true priestess, calm, yet commanding and beautiful beyond compare.
She stood tall and upright, slender in build but unbending in the face of protests from the youths who had been preparing to hang his own men.
'How dare you do something like this. The gods give you a gift and you throw it back into their face? They bring you future friends. People to help build our village. People to help protect our village. And you treat them like this? You spit on the gods? How dare you!'
Her voice was back to normal but there were undertones of great anger. However she kept order and issued orders for the care of the incoming women and set a punishment for the village youths. He was impressed by the fact that instead of a flogging or other painful punishment she gave orders that would be useful to everyone. It was plain that the villagers respected her despite her tender years and would do as she said, his purpose now lay in also winning the respect of the villagers and getting his own people to respect Fiona, both were difficult tasks in themselves but with Fiona's help and perhaps, he conceded grudgingly, a little help from her gods they could build a place to be proud of.
He put his arm around Fiona's slim waist and held her close and looked into her now fair face, all trace of anger gone.
"You never cease to amaze me my love" the words 'my love' slipping from his tongue, he had never called a woman 'my love' before. "The way you dealt with everything was so perfect."
He bent his head to kiss her and smiled at her,
"Maybe I can surprise you in two nights time."
He guffawed loudly and playfully smacked Fiona's cute rear.