<span style="font-style: italic">Natara looked at him and smiled. "That is what I thought. Lunster is a good friend of mine." She said. A smile on here lips. Laughing a bit more when she saw him assume a fighter's stance. It was hilarious and cute. She looked at him with a grin. "That is good. That you are a smart man." She said with a giggle. She burst into laughter at what he did. She had to sit down she was laughing so hard. "Yeah well he was doing bad things  and was mean to Myra. So I figured the punishment suited the crime." She said honestly. "Besides...he doesn't like me and I have to make sure he knows I'm not afraid of him like the rest of the women in the castle." She said with a playful grin. She tilted her head as she heard him continue. A knowing smile on her lips and in her eyes as he spoke. She stood and curtsied to him. Then stood up straight. "That is good to hear. I see great things from you Lord Drayon. Great things indeed." She then turned and left the room.</span><br/><br/>Myra laughed harder at his such pink lips comment. She heard her mother warn him and knew she was dead serious. She was so happy that her mother approved of him. Not that it would have stopped her from hanging out and being with him if she hadn't. She rather enjoyed Draydon's company even though it had been such a short time since she rescued him from the pasture. She was so happy she had snuck out otherwise she probably wouldn't have met Draydon. Wouldn't have such a great friend. She blushed at his complimenting words to her mother. She looked at him with wide eyes as he said that he would protect her even from himself. Those were proud and noble words. Something many men had a hard time keeping true. Perhaps this was not the case with her good friend Draydon. She believed he could keep his words.<br/><br/>She looke at him. So hopeful he liked her treasures. Watching his eyes grow large. She looked at him. "Mother gave it to me. She has wonderful swords that she said were hers since before her parents died. But shhhhhh...you mustn't tell father that. He is absolutely against women having swords." She said with a giggle. She was so excited when he lifted the blade up. Watching him with it. Watching as he wrappedh is hands around it and raised it into the air. "You look so awesome holding it! Like you were meant to be its barer." She said with an awed voice. She nodded her head as he spoke. "Yes. I am sure. I will give my treasures to my best friend so that he may put them to use." She said with a proud smile. "You have weird dreams dreaming about swords. Though many men nowadays dream of swords and being master swordsmen." She said ponderingly.<br/><br/>Then looked at him as he picked up the dagger after laying it down. "The dagger is made of a stone harder than diamond. Forged by the three greatest wizards ever. Lunster the spirit mage, Merlin the Great, and Morgan Le Faye...together they forged a dagger made of Aquiartimaind. A living dagger. Mother said if the person using the dagger is cut by it they will be able to hear and communicate with the dagger itself. She said that the dagger can talk to the opponents for short periods of time. Usually taunting them and things of that nature. If someone is cut by the dagger they can hear the creepy voice of the dagger until such time as they are slain. The blade itself is called Artimad. It is a one of a kind blade. No other blades with souls are in existance." She paused. "I am honored to give my best friend and a noble male my treasures. I know you will not misuse them." She said with a smile. "Artimad is also supposed to have a not creepy voice for the bearer of its body. Its body being the blade."<br/><br/>She tilted her head when he finally began speaking. She blushed as he thanked her. "You are very welcome Draydon. Thats what friends are for." She blinked as she was pulled into a hug. Blushing from head to toe as she wrapped her arms around him in a hug.<span style="font-style: italic">Her mother watched from the doorway then walked off again. Her youngest child was going to be just fine. Besides...all she saw was friends being friends. No harm in that. She stopped in the doorway. "No harm done Lord Draydon. Friends being friends. Don't worry about ranks and titles. A friend should always treat their friend just like any other friend. I am proud to have you amongst my people." She then was gone.</span>Myra laid her head lightly on his chest. Closing the slight amount of space between them. She enjoyed the hug. "You are welcome Draydon." She said with a warm smile. She blushed more when she saw him blushing. Giggling again at his request. "Yep."<br/><br/>Myra took ahold of his hand. Pulling him through the halls with quite a bit of effort. She opened a door and pulled him inside. "This is the spare clothes room. Here...pick out some outfits." She went around and gathered up some things. Bringing them back to him. "These woud look awesome on you." She said with a smie. Handing him the articles of clothing. (see his second image for attire) She looked at him. "I'm so glad you happene to appear in our pasture field meadow thing." She said softly. Looking up at him. "I'm happier than I have been in a long time."