Presents!

[Tera Destre]

~ Setting the scene: The common room of the Red Dragon Inn. Tera Destre has just spent several minutes concentrating completely on selling Jodiah Ayreg a bottle of fine brandy at an outrageous price on one of her days off. ~

Gavilean smiled at Des. “Nothing can distract you when you're making money, my love.”

Tera Destre turned in her fiance's arms and gave him a kiss that curled her own toes.

He deepened that wonderful kiss. “Mmmmm...that was worth waiting for.”

She lifted her head and smiled softly to her love. “I have something for you!” She freed one of the arms that had slid around his waist and reached beneath the bar bringing out a soft velvet pouch and offered it to him, eyes sparkling with anticipation.

The Lord of Westridge watched her go below the bar and come up with the velvet pouch. He took it into his hands. “For me, sweetheart?”

Des smiled and nodded rapidly. “Mmhhmm. Just for you Babe.”

He slowly opened the pouch and looked inside...eyes widening in surprise. “Des! It's beautiful!”, he said as he pulled out the silver amulet. He put down the pouch and brought the amulet to his neck. “Will this offer protection...or more kisses from the woman of my choice?” He winked to her.”

Smiling happily she looked from the gift to him and back again. “I'm glad that ya like it. I had some time today and wanted to get ya something special Babe.” Des chuckled merrily and shook her head. “Nope! No protection from my kisses Babe. You are just gonna have to suffer through them.” She winked to him sassily,

The Warlord put the amulet about his neck and looked to Des. “How does this look, my love?” He shuffled up close to Des in that patented sexy Gavilean way. “I want a kiss.”

“Mmmm It looks wonderful on you Babe.” Des slipped into his arms and went up on tip toes to kiss him lovingly”

His arms wrapped around Des, he kissed her lovingly..the kiss slowly breaking. “Thank you so much, Des. I absolutely love it!”

He continued to hold his beautiful fiancee...whispering sweet words only for her ears

The cowgirl was smiling softly as she whispered back and stroked his hair lightly.

He whispered to Des. “Let's go out on the porch.” He smiled at her.

She suddenly remembers something and grinned impishly to Gav then offers him one of her hands. “I have a better idea Babe. Come with me to the stables please?”

“The stables?” He grinned from ear to ear. “Sure...let's go.”

Those navy eyes sparkling with excited anticipation she led him out to the stables and into the huge barn then down the long hallway between the numerous stalls until she came to two stalls side by side.

He walked along with Des, holding her hand.

One of the stalls along the hallway was bound with iron bars, and a fierce-looking mare with a coat so black as to seem like a void of null-space shaped like a horse. It whickered, snorted, and tried to bite at Gav and Des through the bars.

He moves Des from the horse just in time. “Nice disposition on that one”

[Tera Destre]

Des frowned at the foul tempered beast and smiled thankfully to Gav for saving her from it’s teeth. “Kyn has been wanting to ride out to see the land that Art told her about and she asked me today if maybe you would like to go with us. Well I thought since I didn't know if you had a horse I would just get you one.” She grinned to him as she waved her hand to the black and white stallions. “ I couldn't decide so I bought them both!”

“Des!!” He looked on in wonder, being quite a horseman. “They're beautiful.” He moved into the stall and ran his hand along the neck of the black one first. “Hello, boy....you're a beauty you are.”

The cowgirl was smiling lovingly as she leaned lightly against the stall wall and watched him with the horses. “I was hoping you would like them Babe.”

“They are beautiful, darling.” He was checking the conformation as well as he could in the stall. “Not at all like that parrot-beaked nag that tried to bite us.” He looked over both horses. “You know your horses, Des. How about I ride this big black destrier, and you the white one.”

She grinned to Gav. “I raise and train horses at the ranch Babe.”

“Ahhh...no wonder!” He laughed I could tell you were no stranger to horses. He looked at the big black. “I'm going to call you ...Nasrullah. A strong name for a strong horse.”

Des smiled and nodded to him. “Sure Babe! I do like that white beauty and you will look very handsome on the black if I do say so myself.”

Gavilean walks up to Des and takes her into his arms, kissing her like he wouldn't have been able to do inside the inn.

Destre returns the kiss as though they were in the privacy of their own home letting her feelings for him shine through.

As the kiss slowly breaks he whispered very softly to her, “ I can't wait to be your husband.”, then he grinned and combed his fingers through her dark hair.

She purred softly as she smiled lovingly to him and whispered very softly back, “ I'm looking forward to us being married myself. I guess we should start making some plans. But lets go back inside and let these guys get some rest okay Babe?”

He nodded. “It's a good idea.” He said good night to the horses and led Des back into the inn, avoiding the ugly mean one.