Adina cursed again as another of her teachers got through her vindication. The way she was going she was going to be nothing but a big bruise when they were done. Swinging wildly she grunted when her sword was stuck in a beam that was beside her. Cursing, frustrated she tried to wrick it release to no avail.

A sudden applause behind her had her whirling a siss issuing from her throat her Fang bared. `` Think again about teasing me sidekick ! '' Adina growled as her brother backed up his paws in the air a wide smile on his face.

'' I 'll take my hazard for the time being, '' he told her as she growled even more.

'' I will learn these science if it kills me ! '' She yelled as her brand came loose with her falling backwards on her bottom. This of course caused another round of laugh from her comrade. Adina arose, stalking her brother her sword before her. `` Beware brother ! '' She warned as she issued another razzing.

lottery back she was about to take when she felt the blade wrenched from her grip none too gently. `` ADINA ! '' She heard the growling roar of St. Ambrose. `` It is not above your standing to be executed for attacking your brother ! He is a sub-king, attacking him carries a heavy penalty even for you ! ''

Adina turned her mouthpiece agape ; bowing low she begged the forgiveness of Ambrose. Then she turned toward her chum Typree growling trying to justify. `` I 'm ... I 'm, '' she managed to get out.

'' You apologize for trying to attack me ? '' Typree stated with a straight face. When all Adina could do was nod affirmative Typree Sighed. `` I also apologize to you my sister. I know you are taking your duties seriously. I have never seen you try as hard as you are now. In actuality I am impressed ; a few days ago you could n't even take for a steel. Now you were not only holding it, you 're holding it correctly. ''

Adina 's heart got heavy then narrowed as she stared at her brother. `` If all you are going to do is make fun of me then leave ! '' Adina hissed.

Sighing Typree nodded as he turned to go. `` You should necessitate it easygoing on him Adina. He 's only trying to protect you, '' Ambrose told her.

'' Protect me ? I am not a little cub, I proved that with you. At to the lowest degree I thought I had. What, you think I am a little cub also do n't you ? '' Adina spit out.

Sighing Ambrose shook his top dog, `` I ... ''

[ I am no weakling I thought I had proved that enough to you. ] Adina cerebration to Saint Ambrose.

Sighing St. Ambrose knew she was n't going to let it go. [ I know you are no wuss, what you are, is hardly skilled to protect the pouf and the other Paladins. There will be cubs one day and ... ]

[ cub ! So you are thinking of tyke ! ] Came Adina 's excited reply.

[ Yes and if a Christian Bible of this escapes to their ears there are other anatomy of penalization we could try. Perhaps going back to Mandria in a type of deportee for a while ? I know you missed me but this would be worse. So, your answer ? ]

Adina hung her head, [ they wo n't listen it from me, cousin-german. ]

Niaco, Glenna, and Twitty were watching shaking their heads. `` Alright Mileen, please continue. I have to go train more with your mate though. '' Here Saint Ambrose scratched his mentum. `` I might train a slight with all seven of you. In purchase order to wound Thomas like you did, you obviously have a few tricks he is almost defenseless against. '' Ambrose said with a grin.

Mileen smiled blushing as she bowed to St. Ambrose. The congratulations felt wonderful as did the fact that the king was acknowledging her skills. Then again she had seen the king steadily advancing far faster than she had ever seen anyone. `` Thank you sire, though at present you are advancing quickly. I doubt I could vote out you easily now. ''

Ambrose 's eyes went wide then he nodded. `` I am still not completely cultivate though I am giving your mate fits. ''

Mileen nodded then giggled as did his fellow. `` Oh yes Sire. He has mentioned you are improving, I believe he said. ''

'' I think that 's enough mate ! '' Came the voice of Thomas from the threshold behind them. `` We do n't need the Billie Jean Moffitt King to get killed from a tumesce headway ! ''

Again there was quiet giggling from his mates and Mileen. Then suddenly Niaco was laughing good out. When Ambrose stared at them with a fierce look they all started to laugh harder. Niaco suddenly stopped, and walking up to Saint Ambrose whispering in his ear, `` I am no-count Sire, there is only one swelled head I am concern in ! '' She licked the side of meat of his typeface, purring as she walked away, leaving a shocked and blushing Ambrose.

look over at an also blushing Adina, St. Ambrose growled giving her an vivid flavor. Walking further out into the utilisation M Ambrose stood prepare. He had to get better as he was now his uncle could obliterate him easily.

Norman Thomas had Ambrose stretching before they started. Then suddenly Thomas attacked bearing down on Ambrose giving no quarter. `` Come on you ceremonious little cub ! I know you are considerably than this, are you still trying to enshroud behind your founder 's legs ? ''

growling Ambrose started to swing then pulled back feeling the anger trying to overpower him. Blocking a poking from Seth Thomas, Ambrose smiled as he felt the anger fault, putting the DOE into his parries and drive. For the first time Ambrose was backing Thomas up as he began to viciously whoop away at Saint Thomas 's defenses. Finally Ambrose twisted the sword out of Saint Thomas 's hands.

Dropping to a knee joint doubting Thomas bowed his head. `` I concede Sire, you have finally mastered what I have been trying to learn you. I am forever your knight, my life-time is yours forefather. ''

St. Ambrose nodded as doubting Thomas retrieved his brand. `` Bah ! You defeated the easiest of us ! '' Came a articulation from behind him.

Thomas growled, `` We can easily put that to a test Gwayne ! ''

'' You would lose as easily as you did against the cub ! '' Gwayne hissed.

'' I think you might obtain it unvoiced to get the better of me than you think knight. '' St. Ambrose growled feeling his ire rise.

'' Oh ? '' Gwayne laughed wiggling his capitulum at St. Ambrose. `` We shall see cub ! '' Gwayne advanced then struck with a wildness that Ambrose had come to expect. `` Ah ! So the cub has finally grown claw ! ''

Again St. Ambrose felt his ire ascension again rechanneling inside. Coming in again Gwayne tried to sweep Ambrose low, at the last bringing his brand straight up. Surprise registered on Gwayne 's brass as Saint Ambrose not only blocked it but pushed Gwayne back. Nodding his head Gwayne whistled as Gregor suddenly appeared attacking.

Ambrose 's eye went all-encompassing then he was blocking everything that Gregor and then Gwayne threw. `` This cub is only one-half grown. You asked me to assist with one as worthless as it ! ? '' Gregor said a serious aspect on his side. Saint Ambrose was doing all he could to hold against both assailants. The utmost scuttlebutt had pushed his ire quite luxuriously though Ambrose himself was surprised he 'd managed to use it to fuel his strong point and amphetamine.

Suddenly Saint Ambrose felt as if something that had been holding him back broke ! Watching both men he could almost see what they were going to do before they did it. It was truly an eye unfastener then Gwayne 's sword was flying from his manpower.

'' Ah ! Just you and me now big cub ! '' This time Ambrose smiled causing Gregor to pause then smile also. `` I fail to see what there is to smile about big cub, you are about to die ! '' Again St. Ambrose could see what Gregor was about to do.

Easily Saint Ambrose parried everything that Gregor threw at him, causing Gregor to smile more. Finally Gregor went for a killing blow leaving himself unresolved as Ambrose caught Gregor 's blade sending it flying past a kneel Gwayne. Shocked only a moment a vast grin came to Gregor 's nerve.

Both of the knight knelt before Ambrose as St. Thomas Knelt behind them. `` We concede sire, you have finally mastered what we have been trying to teach you. We are forever your knights, our lives, our swords, our honor are yours forefather. ''

'' Pitiful ! '' They all heard behind Ambrose, and then they saw Philip Milton Roth approach in his armor. To suppose I once thought all three of you were on the Same level as me ! I could kill all of you easily ! ''

'' One should hold one 's tongue. As I remember you could n't handle your own teammate. At to the lowest degree I took mine on to a standstill ! '' Thomas the doubting Apostle spit back at Roth.

Philip Milton Roth growled as he drew his sword advancing toward Thomas. `` That can be decided easily. I am ready to go anytime you wishing Dylan Thomas. I suggest after we finish with the old cub ! ''

Ambrose growled then hissed, `` You assume much old one ! '' Roth 's center went spacious then a smile slowly crept on his feature film.

'' So, you think you are as good as the a first-class honours degree knight ? The general of the Xendran personnel ? It is you who assume too practically cub. '' Roth said as his smile grew larger.

Both combatants met with brand drawn the heavy clang of steel ringing out in the air. Saint Ambrose was having a practically harder meter seeing what Roth was doing though he was holding his own against him. They both had been at it for almost a toton when Ambrose felt something else within him slip. ‘ What the pit was going on,'he thought.

Suddenly Ambrose felt a surge of power that he had n't felt before. Looking around it appeared as if everything was block as he brought his sword down on Roth 's knocking it unloosen. His mouth open Ambrose could only stare at Roth as Philip Roth did at him.

Dropping to his knee he saw Roth bow his head. `` That was the final move of the royal ability. I concede father. I could not defeat you no matter how fast or estimable I was. I saw your uncle use it in aid of your Father-God. It almost killed him, Sire are you feeling well ? '' Ambrose nodded then felt his knees start to buckle. `` You are the only other to defeat me forefather. My life, everything I have and am is yours ! ``

The other Knights came up behind Roth kneeling also. `` Thank you my knight. Though at the minute I think I need to go in while I still can. '' All four of the knights nodded as they helped Ambrose inside as fast as possible. They were met at the threshold by Typree who had a care look on his aspect.

'' Damn it ! I was afraid you had that power. By the Great feline ! If you have father 's, mine, and Adina 's you might possess Aunt Trianna 's ! tinker's damn I hope not ! Especially as hard as you are. '' Ambrose nodded as all five of them were moving as fast as they could.

A moment later they were joined by all five of his fighter and his three world-beater. All of them were apprehensive though none as much as Adina. Typree was whispering in her ear when her worried look got more acute. `` HE WHAT ! '' She was suddenly shouting causing Typree to fawn. `` And you let him ! ''

[ That 's plenty Adina ! ] Adina heard loudly in her head.

Grabbing her point she let out a little yelping. [ I 'm sorry cousin, father died from using that business leader like you did. I could n't stand if you did also. He grew so sapless then he was gone. please before you do that again, get stronger. ]

Sighing Saint Ambrose nodded, [ I will Adina, though at the mo the lonesome way I can do them solid is to use them. ]

[ Yes use them, though not to their full extent ! ] St. Ambrose heard Typree 's thoughts.

[ I thought she and I were the but ones who could use this. ] Ambrose told Typree.

[ As long as she is nearby I can also, though not as well as the both of you. I have also noticed what you mentioned. I can almost do this without her being approximate. ] Typree told them.

[ No fair comrade ! I 've had no ability at moving thing. Ca n't you also block them ? ] Adina asked.

[ Yes, though not as well as I can move them. please cousin make them solid before you use them to their replete power. ] Typree asked of Ambrose.

[ I 'll do my best. ] Ambrose said while his horse their mates and his own kept looking back and forth at all three of them.

'' I 'm sorry it 's something in the family. I ... '' St. Ambrose started then saw that both Twitty and Glenna were staring at him with vast centre.

'' The ancient vaticination ! '' Both of them were mumbling.

'' I had forgotten the live part of the old prognostication. '' Twitty said in awe as she continued to stare at Ambrose. `` The enlightened Savior of the kingdom and our people. Now I know why the religious loss leader have been searching for him for so recollective ! ''

Glenna was also unable to aim her eyes of Ambrose. `` The large savior of the introduce, of the retiring. With a power a long meter not cast. The future of the kingdom that started long ago, a message delivered so all will screw. We are not the people we thought we are, we are much more our home in the maven. When at go the the Nazarene's menage, exemption will, again be known. ''

Philip Roth and Niaco 's optic were all-inclusive also as they were staring at Ambrose. `` By the great felid ! '' Roth said then smiled. `` I helped to train the savior ! ''

'' Please ! '' Niaco started, `` he is the Sami St. Ambrose we all know. If we start to care for him different he might get a swelled head. As I told him there is only one swelled head of his I will ever be interest in. '' Pressing a paw toe to Saint Ambrose 's head she continued. `` It is not this one ! ''

This of course caused Ambrose to blush a inscrutable red color. It also caused all the female to start giggling. It also had all the fighter looking at their mates panting a bit.

Sighing Ambrose caught Niaco 's paw, `` I told all three of you we have no time for this. Afterward we would talk of such things but not now. ''

'' Oh I know. '' Niaco replied. `` I thought I 'd remind you since with all this going on you can get somewhat forgetful. ''

Ambrose rolled his middle as Niaco walked away with a Brobdingnagian smiling. Shaking his head he thought curse it that female is starting to get out of ascendance.

None of this was lost on Adina who could only watch with a sad look on her human face. Sighing she consigned herself to the fact that she 'd never rule another like her full cousin.



On the satellite of Talandia, Conrad Nox was fuming, the Ocicat kinship group had failed him. All effort to adjoin the Jaguar Clan were unsuccessful. From what he 'd get word all the Ocicat clan realm had been seized by his nephew. Then there was the fact that the niggling by-blow had taken the throne, almost all the nobles were felicitous with him ! Damn it where was the allegiance ; those rich cop flipped their loyalties at the slightest thing !

smiling he still had a few cards to playact, a wicked smiling on his sass he had the prisoner brought in. `` So you little whore. I 've been told you have a business leader that could aid me ? '' Conrad 's wicked grinning faded as he brought out a whiplash striking the female across the thorax eliciting an ear piercing screaming. `` Now then feel more like talking ? unspoilt now answer the enquiry ! ''

Taking a deep breath the little distaff rundle in almost a pained whisper. `` Yes you bastard, I do. Though I suggest you vote down me now as I will kill you later. '' Here a smile crossed her feature film, `` that is after the truthful baron rips both of your arms and legs off ! ''

Teodor Josef Konrad Korzeniowski 's eyes got huge then he grabbed his head screaming as did both the guards holding onto the pocket-size female. Conrad could feel her trying to get into his head drawing back he barely was capable to come to her again across the facial expression raising several welts. Laughing the fair sex looked at Conrad as the welt appeared on his face eliciting another scream from him.

Grabbing a metal cover Joseph Conrad placed it on his mind. Swinging the whiplash the female laughed 'til finally the injury accumulated riotous than they healed. Passing out Conrad saw that both the safety were bleeding all over their faces and necks chest and weapon system. Damn it Teodor Josef Konrad Korzeniowski thought that had been close he had to get something on her. Snapping his paw toes an even more wickedness smile crossed his mouth.

Leaning down to the apparently unconscious female person he whispered, `` I know you can hear me you fiddling whore. I know where your daughter is. Though I do n't eff if she has power like you, I do know I could wipe out her easily. I suggest that you cooperate or the next reputation I give you will be with her future to you being beat 'til she bleeds. It takes a lot for me to wear out so I am sure her unbroken skin will establish me plenty to figure out on. ''

'' I do n't consider you have that much ambit you bastard. I also know that she is with the true king. Good luck getting close to her ! '' The now open up eyed female.

'' Oh I have ways, especially now that you ca n't see anything about me. I know that I can shift how thing come out. You help me then after I am king I will reunite the both of you. Keep denying me and I 'll just end you now ! '' Joseph Conrad sneered in the female 's grimace.

'' As if it would matter ! I am dead to all of them I have been for years you bastard ! My demise now would mean null to them. '' The small female spit out at Joseph Conrad.

'' Perhaps not though I think you might change your mind when I have your piddling useless daughter here ! '' Turning Conrad started to lodge respective the great unwashed. Nodding he walked to the small female person. `` She should be here in a half a toton, I will so enjoy peeling the bod from her hide right before your optic ! ``

'' You lie you bastard ! Your stretch is no longer within the palace ! I watched as all your spies and agents were executed. '' Then a small smile lit up the female person face. That includes your son and daughter that were there. You are pitiful Conrad Nox. You lost two nestling and a third base that denies you, you have lost even before you start. ''

Slapping the female as hard as he could Conrad watched her decline with a thumping. Placing a screening over her head Conrad laughed then sat to intend of ways to bruise the female 's girl when she arrived .