"Sire, I come with the same mission that King Arthur had. It is clear to us in the north that all of the Celtic tribes and clans are threatened by the...growing might of the Saxons. Already Celtic kingdoms are falling to them. I hope that you will ally yourself with King Eochaid of Dalriada against the Saxons," Eoric said.Cadfan looked at him sharply now, his concern for his own kingdom clearly evident."I'm afraid that is out of the question. I have sued for peace with my neighbours and my people. Later, they retired back to their room and she looked out the small windows at the capitol city, as Ashelob joined her, they noticed a brilliant flash in the sky as what looked like an explosion lit up the coming darkness over the polar region. They looked at each other, knowing civil war was brewing, and Kya gently drew him back to the bed. This time, Kya took full initiative. She undressed him, pulling off his tunic, then unbuttoning his pants and pulling them down his muscled hips to drop to. When I got back to my room, I found a note on the door:MEET US AT THE BACK OF STORM AT 5:30. WE KNOW YOU DON’T HAVE CLASS THEN. WE KNOW YOU WON’T REGRET IT.There I was, at the back of Storm Hall. I didn’t see anybody. I don’t usually smoke, but I was smoking a cigarette then, because I was nervous. I don’t usually get nervous. Only in my dreams. I try (and succeed) to not give a shit about the slightest thing on the outside, and as a catch 22 I have nightmares. This felt like a dream. Two dudes. I smile and I take it from him, my hand shaking at the weight. "Hey!" I yell when Danny yanks the plate from my hand and sets it in front of me. "Where else are you hurt? Your ankle and wrist? Is that it?" I nod and I take a small bite of my pancakes, the bitter taste erupting on my tongue. Not even pancakes taste good right now. "I need to talk to Grace..," Luke says, his voice sharp. "Oh no you don't! The last time you called her a wh-" "Stop!" I yell, cutting Danny off in mid sentence, "I.