(D8LE) Wounded Defenders (Warrior's Heart)

[Xanna Teevou]

A smile. "Xanna Teevou was a rich, good-looking, sword and pistol weilding fighter, who always helped those in need. She was very inspiring, and probably out of print. I had real books, and they were at least hundreds of years old."

Lifting one hand she ruffled his red hair a little. "Jedi Knight Eleeza Kaesan-Mixo, pleased to meet you. And you were...Petey, was it not?"

With an apologetic smile she added: "You know why I could not tell you, at least, I think you know?"

[Petrus Karath]

"Ooh." Petrus grinned. "I like that. Sword and pistol, huh? Very stylish. And besides, about half of that is right. Like the helping those in need." He leaned closer. "And the good looking." A quick kiss, his lips brushing against hers, was pretty much required at that point.

He chuckled as she ruffled his hair. It was, in fact, quite thoroughly mussed at the moment. "Eleeza Kaesan-Mixo." He said it slowly, as though tasting the words. "Huh. Well, pleasure to meet you... your highness." His lips quirked playfully.

His expression grew more serious at her apologetic smile. "Yeah. I think so." He gave her a little squeeze with his hand. "But I didn't mind, really, whatever the reason. I mean, I knew Xanna. She's pretty great."

[Xanna Teevou]

After a thoughtful pause she nodded. "Yes. I like Xanna too. Her stew is the finest. Sometimes Eleeza has her moments though."

She gave him a Look. "And enough of the princess business or you will be getting demoted again."

She stretched and yawned. "Well, I suppose we should eat. It has been a long day."

[Petrus Karath]

Petrus sighed pleasantly. "Yeah. It has. Lots of twists and turns. Highs and lows. I'm kinda focused on the highs, I'll admit."

He felt a little pang as Real Life reasserted itself, but pushed it away. "Okay. Let's." He agreed, nodding and smiling.

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