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A Chapter by Wolfwind

Lord Croft returns to the villa only inform Shyria that their summer time together is going to be put on hold.

The young woman let out a pleasant sigh standing back up from where the ocean waves just lapped against her ankles. Gazing up into the crystal blue sky, the sun shining lovingly down upon the locks of her wind blow hair, she smiled. Her smile continued. She slowly walked down the beach, letting the wind and the warm waves ripple against her.

Shyria of the Oak was happy. It was the beginning of the summer season and she knew Lord Croft was due to return soon. It was going to be the first summer in many years that she would have him all to herself at her family’s ocean side villa, on Earth.

Her chuckle echoed on the wind as she remembered the look on Croft’s face when she captured him in a battle of words and he promised the summer would be indeed just him and her. She stopped and spread her arms to wind, letting the billowing sleeves of her dress flow in its soft embrace. She closed her eyes and breathed deep. “Yes my dear Wolf, you are mine.” She let her head drop down solemnly, a slight smiled lingering upon her lips. Opening her eyes, she lifted her head again, and again giggled.

“Hmmm?” Shyria turned, her attention focusing on the shallow waves just North of where she stood. Her heart skipped a beat as bluish sparkles of energy began drifting into the air from the waves, their tops beginning to steam and dance.

“You’re home.” Shyria spoke to the wind as her heart smiled.

The waves suddenly burst in to froth and shot into a spinning tunnel along the shoreline. Inside the tunnel the air burst into a swirl of a thousand shades of blue, it’s nimbus seeming to stream out the tunnels end and speed past where Shyria stood, still ankle deep in the surf.

Her hands went to her dress to keep it down as the wind picked up and the bluish nimbus grew in intensity. She then saw the breaks in the surface of the water. Dips and splashes in the shape of horse hooves. Only moments later Andromeda appeared galloping along in the blue stream of light, Croft riding atop her.

The young woman took a breath, realizing she had been holding it until the magnificent horse and its treasured cargo came to a stop directly before her in the surf.

Croft reached down with a warm smile. “My dear,” He asked.

“Of course,” Shy grinned, taking the man’s black gloved hand and quickly fell into place behind Lord Croft. She let her arms wrap around his mid section, “I’ve missed you my dear. You’re early.”

Croft turned around and looked at Shy, “Yeah about that…”

Shy’s smile vanished, “I don’t like that look.” She could see Croft’s eyes finding words. “You’re not bailing on our summer are you?” Shy’s voice becoming louder.

The man took Shy’s left hand and kissed it, “It’s not like that WE have much of a choice.”

“We,” Shy queried quizzically, “What do you mean WE!” She asked firmly. Andromeda whinnied.

“I’ll fill you in on the way. We’ve got to get going.” Croft spun Andromeda around and the large black mare began galloping back towards the swirling Elisian Slipstream.

Shy lunged past Croft and grabbed Andromeda’s reigns and pulled back forcefully, forcing a confused horse to look back and snort. “Wait just one minute! Before you drag me off on another one of these God Knows ANYWHERE situations, you are going to tell me what’s going on!” Shy finished, her eyes glaring into the sharp blues of Croft.

“Okay Shy. We have to get save our daughter. She’s bit off more than her young, feisty Princess self could handle and we’re the only one’s that can get to where she’s at, quick enough.”

Shy’s angry glare dropped, being replaced with a blank stare.

“Shy?” Croft waved a hand in front of her eyes.

The woman grabbed Croft’s shoulders and pulled her self within inches of his face. “OUR DAUGHTER!!!!!”

“Um…heh…Yeah, our daughter, Starla OakCroft.”

“We’re not even married! When did I have this daughter?” Shy spoke with a sense of rapid confusion and mixed emotions and smidge of fear.

“Oh, you don’t need to worry about that right now Shy. According to yours and my history, she hasn’t even been born yet. But blood is blood and family is family.”

Shy quietly slipped back behind Croft and then after a moment, she let out a frustrated grunt. “Ergh! Why do I love you so much?” After a moment of silence she firmly punched him on the shoulder and shouted, “Don’t just keep us mid stream, Ride!”

Croft let his mouth close, refraining from what he was about to say. He could see in Shyria’s look. She had that sparkle. When he did speak, it came as he was kicking Andromeda back into a gallop, “Because life would be completely boring with out me my dear.”

The woman responded by squeezing her arms tighter around the one man that no matter how hard she tried, could never stop…..

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Shy Girl

Ha My Lord Croft..I knew you weren't lost to me. Now a woman in general has only so much energy to wish her love to return to her side. However, this little lady's trust wavered not one moment. For she knew that her fated gallent knight is forever only moments away. She has a faith which only the kindrid could understand that Croft shall return...a belief in the loving words they exchanged... a vow she holds close inside her heart... brightening her days again. And brighten them he does with just a wink...a promise... an embrace...with news of such a stunning nature. A daughter!!...*eyes hooded with promised pleasure*... Starla has the very best qualities of her mother ;) mixed with her father's love of adventure.. and both her parents wit... Instead of Shy holding tight to Croft..so's not to loose him once more..he best take care not take his eyes off his Lady of the Oak. ;)