<div class="floatleft">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/06/Cirven150.png)</div><div class="floatright">(http://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/7/79/Cirven150a.png)</div><strong>Name:</strong>Cirven<br/><strong>Current Form:</strong>Trithos<br/><strong>Location:</strong>Myeliae<br/><strong>Players Nearby:</strong>Nilofer<br/><br/><hr/><br/>He listened to her, realizing that she might be a bit more stubborn than he had thought her to be. Well, he was stupid if he thought that a scolding would bring her to think about it clearly. Obviously, her father, and countless other family members had thought the same, and her reaction to the severe talking to had ended up with her sent away from her pampered life, to live here to make a living for herself. Her father was a smart man, apparently. Not smart enough to be able to talk his daughter into accepting her fate, as Cirven had his doubts that any one man was capable of such a thing. A few women, though, his mother among them, but no men. But he had realized that fact, and had sent her off to get a grip on what true life was about. She hadn't learned her lesson, obviously, since she still seemed to think that she had been wronged by what her father had done, but it was a shewd move. Cirven would remove his helmet to the man when they met.<br/><br/>But for now, he decided that giving her the last word would be a bad move, considering her astounding ego. If she for some reason thought what she apparently had started to regard as a fight, things would get even trickier than before. His hand flickered out, faster than her eye could see, and gripped her delicate wrist in a vice-like, but not rough grip. It spun her around though, again, and brought her out of sight once more of any onlookers. He knew that she would resist, so her gripped her other wrist too, and pinned them above her head to a wall behind her. His eyes were dull, almost unseeing. He was acting on reflex now, and he had learned long ago not to allow mind workings to interfere with his reflexes. That quickly changed however, faster than she was likely to notice, and he leaned in close and whispered in her ear, quickly, heatedly, the control over his voice gone.<br/><br/>"I am guessing that it was the first reality check in your dainty little life, and I am about to give you a second, so listen closely. When we marry," He paused," If we marry, you will not be treated poorly. You will have my attention, when it is mine to give, you will have my respect, honor, and love," He didn't know what that even meant, but if it meant that he would be faithful to her, if it meant that he would try to be understanding, hell do his best at it, if it meant that he would provide for her every need, or make his greatest attempt, then yes, he suppose he would love her," And if you think that your father is more frightening then I am, when I need to be, then I don't see why you think of me as such a monster in battle," He didn't go into the details, but stories... Like he said himself, one couldn't believe all that stories said," But you don't see things as I do, I suppose."<br/><br/>He pulled away, looking almost regretful that he had manhandled her roughly," I didn't go to the edge of a Centos village to live dangerously," He bit back a remark that she wouldn't know what living dangerously was," I have lived dangerously all my life, and that was probably the least dangerous thing I have done in a while, at least when it came to dealing with Centos. I am not some sort of killing machine. I kill when an attempt is made on my life, or that of my men, when in the defense of my land and my people. Yes, I am a warrior of some skill... and luck..." he admitted grudgingly," But I don't kill for pleasure. I don't kill because it brings me enjoyment. It is my duty, and while victory and accomplishment do give me a pleasant feeling of a job well done, I do not pursue it with bloodthirstiness. We all live a hard life, and you have just been given a taste of it. I regret that it has happened at all, but I am not your father, nor will it be my place to tell him what to do in regards to you until we are husband and wife. And when that happens, I will make sure that you are properly cared for," He stepped away, bowing," In that, if nothing else, you may hold our marriage in some sort of anticipation, I hope," He looked into her eyes, unreadable now as they usually were, and he moved away.