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A Quest Of Honor

What was honor? What did it truly mean to be a great knight? Weylyn was not certain, as a descendant from a lineage of the kingdom's greatest knights, it seemed Weylyn's destiny was already set in stone. To many, it would seem Weylyn had been dealt a lot of tremendous honor, born into a family with a thousand year history of knighthood, Weylyn possessed natural gifts and great skill and had long already been named among the kingdom's greatest knights. However fate was an interesting thing and when disaster strikes, the fate of the Kinouri Empire rests on it's greatest knight, but of what use was a great knight who had long lost fate in her own kingdom? Weylyn finds herself with a destiny greater than what she had bargained for... With darkness looming and a quest of great consequence long prophesied, Weylyn must chose to either forego past grudges or be the very reason the mission fails and the empire is destroyed. __________________ ~Snippet~ He stared down at her, eyes aflame with his desire for her. She lifted a hand to his bare chest, trailing her fingers slowly over his well defined muscles. His skin was warm beneath her fingertips and his breath caught in his throat as he trembled beneath her touch, He lifted a hand to reciprocate her ministrations and she stepped back. "Please Lynn..." He whispered in a low, breathy tone. And by the creator, his words had her quivering in her need for him... And she loathed herself, for she wanted him as desperately as he wanted her even whilst knowing he was the very one who had taken her brother's life... **cover art sourced from the internet, all credits go to the original artist**

JHeart · Fantasía
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Glade Mountain (Ch.67)

The glade mountains of the Thurian citadel were known to be the highest mountains with peaks that pierced through the sky and were coated with snow, 

Though it was not yet winter, at that height, it was a peculiar phenomena of snow all year round, it was also home to various magical beasts that were fierce and blood thirsty.

  No one dared venture that high up but the strongest mages and knights and the highest ranked priesteses whose mana was so strong they could force even magic beasts to submission.

However, the lower ranges of the glade mountain had fewer magic beasts, most of which were not dangerous, the weather was also much better yet the the lower ranges were also known for their chilling cold winds and almost uninhabitable atmosphere.

It was rare for anyone to be willing to remain on these mountains for a long period of time as it would be a tasking ordeal, however for those who wielded magic and cultivated mana, this was a blessed mountain.