The Valkyrie and The Legend
Years of living virtually alone in my sanctuary. No Warrior King at my side, to compliment the Valkyrie within. Only my own wings to hold me at night. Becoming more reclusive, no longer willing to be tainted by the rubbish littering the land.
Not looking for love, yet possessed endless love to give. A love not meant for anyone. Only a dark champion that could venture through the labyrinth and answer properly my questions three, could possibly win the ultimate prize. Yet none were brave enough to try. Finally realizing to obtain my hearts desire, natural huntress mode must be engaged.
Slaying village idiots dressed in Emperor's clothing, before ever reaching the gate. How dare they think of me as the common bar wench, whose excitement comes from hearing the jingle, jangle of coins in his pocket. Trust that, pompous I am not. Knowing my worth, I do. Connecting with my equal, I deserve.
A quest, fate, destiny, whatever tickles your fancy, intrigued me. Admiring him from afar, relishing in the beauty of his soul being laid out for anyone to see. Having him for myself was a fleeting fantasy that continuously grew through, moon cycles of a year. Our mental connection felt spiritual. A kindred spirit I had found. Not just a fellow Warrior, but a Warrior King with deep chinks decorating his armour as well. Two Warriors, a hunter and huntress finding in each other what was sought. What I didn't know was he was no ordinary Warrior King. He was the Beast of Legend. Too late! The Valkyrie fell in love.
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