White, Chapter 45

Feb 17, 2005 15:16

"She's perfect!"
He turned toward the gathered crowd, most of whom had fallen to their knees.
"And each one of you, no less! Perfect!"

Bounded for his horse, he mounted and galloped toward Thomas.

He veered to the right. Then the sound of metal against metal ripped through the still air. He pulled his sword free, leaned off his mount, and thrust the blade's tip into the sand.

Hanging low, he rode away from Thomas, dragging his sword.
They all had heard stories.

Justin was drawing his circle.

"My beloved, you have chosen me. You have been courted by my adversary, and you have chosen me. You have answered my call to the Circle, and today I call you my bride."

"Suzan, Johan. Jamous, Mikil." Tears ran freely down his face. "My, what a good thing we have done here. Don't let them forget my love, or the price i paid for their love." Justin said.
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