As the days went by they grew closer and closer. He did not know when or how but, she stole his heart. Her character embodied a force of determination and will he admired so much. His every waking day was an adventure he looked forward to.

She wared with his decisions, defied his authority and angered him to insane measures. He didn't know whether he wanted to lay her across his lap to throttle her lush rump or kiss her senseless. She did things to his mind that mesmerized him and he wouldn't have it any other way.

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She watched him from afar as he practiced with his men. She stood amongst the squires observing his moves. Every sinewy muscle flexed and unflexed with his stance and movements. She watched pure power and strength exude him as he blocked each hit. The loud hurrahs and clanks of their swords broke her concentration. 

He easily dispatched his opponent and was on to the next. Shortly after it was turn for the squires to sparr with him. He was all sweat and muscles before her as he overlooked each and everyone of them.

"Who wants to begin?" he bellowed.

No one stepped forward out of fear to go up against such a skilled fighter as their lord.

She stood on the side as he asked again then suddenly the slight nudge and sort of gentle hand pushed her forward followed by snickers and chuckles as they all stepped back and left her alone.

To face him.

Haroun eyed young Ian and Franklin gently nudge her forward before shaking his head and chuckling to himself.

They all watched as Gavin's eyes took in his opponent with amusement and how a sensual smile curved at his lips as those around her slightly stepped back.

He slowly walked over to her, looked her deep in the eyes and cracked a grin that lit up her day.

They all watched as The lord of the keep displayed his affection openly for his lady as he layed his lips gently over hers.

"Good Morning, Brat," he smiled sweetly.

She smiled at his affectionate attempt at goading her.

"Good Morning, milord," she laughed softly.

"Are you ready, m'lady, " he whispered.

Her eyes twinkled with his coquetish wink and he loved it.

"Always m'lord, " she beamed.

"I won't be gentle," he warned giving a mocking scowl.

"I am not expecting it, milord," Her eyes danced with his sensual play and she was ready.

She watched as he backed away slowly not taking his eyes off of her.

She got into position and their movements began. Everyone stood mesmerized by her agility and poise to his skilled attacks and blocks.

The Lord and Lady of Ravenhurst were one with their swords and all were in awe of their display.

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Always strive to be aware of your surroundings, any object that can be used, additional weapons and those of your opponent, beforehand.

She scouted the area, sword drawn and alert.

He set out to train her in the woods, he wanted to sharpen her skills in unknown terrain. The objective was to seek eachother out, or try not to get caught. Her heart raced with every movement, venturing into the unknown.

She slowly stepped around a tree with sword ready in hand for any sudden movement. Disappointed that she saw nothing, she breathed and ducked low and continued to search. 

She neared a clearing that was bare and open. She looked up at the canopied trees and how they hid the light of the sun giving it all a shaded beautiful look. She twirled around slowly taking in its vast beauty and splendor. She never saw or caught a glimpse of Gavin watching her as he circled a tree and stopped to lean against it.

As if she hadn't a worry in the world he watched her turn, sword relaxed in hand and looked at her surroundings.  A smile curved on his lips at how are eyes trailed above the trees and followed the birds and other creatures at play.

He leaned back lazily against the tree lifted his foot to rest on it and watched her.

He cleared his throat and grinned when she snapped to attention with her sword drawn forward.

"You must never get distracted, love."

He stood with a dangerously smooth motion with sword drawn and stalked her. She backed away against another tree mesmerized by the raw power he exuded.

With a blink of an eye he swiped downward as she dodged and gave a counter strike clipping his sword.

A lifted brow with an amused smile curled at his lips.

"Very good," his velvety voice spoke.

He lunged forward again clipping her sword picking up speed he barreled down on her.

In an immediate attempt to thwart your opponent feigning injury or showing your scared may make the believe they have the upper hand, making them vulnerable to making a fatal error.

She twirled around out of his way inching away from the tip of his sword, stepping quickly to her side she screamed an earth shattering scream landing on the ground. She fainted.

Panick stricken he tossed his sword to the ground and immediately he was above her caressing her face and calling her name. Puzzled he searched her for her injury, before he knew it she grabbed him by the tunic with one foot lodged in his stomach she flipped him above her.

With a breathless thud he landed on his back.

Dazed he stared up at the trees above him.

With dagger in hand she pressed it against his throat and straddled him.

He watched as she leaned forward and focused her gorgeous hazel eyes on his. They twinkled triumphantly at him with a beautiful smile.

"Do you surrender m'lord?  she asked breathlessly.

Her hair loose like a cascade of black silk covered them both. Gently he brushed away her hair.

"If you are my captor, then yes," he grinned.

"Then you are my prisoner," she declared sofly.

"I give you no resistance m'lady, " his velvety smooth voice caressed her as he pulled her close.

"I may do with you as I choose then, milord," she asked staring into his eyes.

He rolled with her softly on her back.

“You may,” he whispered taking one of her hands in his. “Do with me as you wish.” He took their joined hands, glided them down and placed them upon his growing erection. She squeezed him and he groaned in response, thrusting against her palm.

He bent his head and kissed her passionately.

A longing for her exploded within him. He wanted nothing more than to , remove her clothes, lay her nude before him and…

"There the two of you are, ive been all over looking for you," Haroun breathed.

She stiffened against him as he let out an oath. Lifting his head, he turned his now heated glare towards Haroun.

"What is so urgent that you had to seek me out and interrupt me," he spoke between clenched teeth.

"We have a problem brother," Haroun breathed placing his hands on his hips.

"Can you not handle it brother," he hissed.  Gavin gave an annoyed stare at him.

"No I most definetly can not," he responded heatedly.

With an oath he lowered his head onto Brienna chest. With a curse he lifted his head to look at her.

"I guess we go," he smirked.

With a gentle smile she caressed his cheeks and agreed.

With a chuckle he stood and pulled her to her feet. Recovering their belongings and followed Haroun back to the keep.

They walked slowly arm in arm in loving whispers. He raised his head to wave to the tower guard. They entered the courtyard and he noticed there were men above horses his eyes met the flags that hung from them recognizing them immediately and froze in his tracks.

She looked from the horses to him as he stood still. The shriek and giggle of a woman came from around the horses. Brienna turned to watch a woman tall and slender run towards them.

"Oh! Gavin my love!" she beamed.

Before Brienna  could understand her words, she watched the woman glide to a stop before them, wrap her arms around Gavin's neck and give him a sensual kiss on the lips.