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Never thought of this possibility

I hope Pb won't go on the same road again and when the time comes they'd actually go into details about what the hell is going on with so called magic...

Keep dreaming, huh?? 😅💫

TRM Magic Theory=Kayden

SPOILERS!!!!  (Tumblr has a habit of rearranging my text and pics, I hope this still makes sense once it posts!)

I may sound bat-shit-crazy but hear me out.  What if the Crown Shield is the one with the magic, not MC or Vasco?  This is kind of a long post of the reasons why I think it will be revealed that Kayden is the magic one. I am a dumbass with too much time on her hands, LOL

In the wine cabinet, Kayden says this to MC, UMM…. Why??  Random thing to throw out there so early in the story.

Later in the story MC says she felt like some one or some thing was protecting her at the Hunt ( she was unharmed stepping in the old trap, Vasco was not there, Kayden was) and on the Boat when the ladder broke (Yes, Vasco was there, but so was Kayden)

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I'm not gonna lie, I would be a bit scared of Astralla 😅🦅

A Private Reminder   Wacky Drabbles Prompt #25

I am participation in @emceesynonymroll​ Wacky Drabbles.  This entry is for Prompt #25 “That won’t work. Try again.” Prompt will appear in bold in the story.

This FIC fits in between these Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4  Learn how Helena got her pet name Kayden calls her in this fic Part 5  See my MASTER LIST HERE  This is straight backstory with some smut mixed in, I hope it paints part of a good picture, I had a lot of fun writing this one, I hope you enjoy reading it

***Since my Kayden Stans will be missing their weekly TRM tomorrow, I wanted to post this for you in order to help heal your broken heart.  Come 12pm CST I will be crying at my desk missing my Crown Shield!!***

Pairing: TRM Kayden Vescovi and OC/Helena Everhart

Word Count: 2359 (If there is a Wacky Drabbles hell for people who exceed the word count I am going but I promise I already had this story in my WIPS and it seemed perfect for the prompt.  HELLO, I am posting on a Thursday night, not 4:55am on Sunday morning, you must believe me. AND I have heard @emceesynonymroll makes exceptions for smut, so…  I swear I will do better next time)

Warnings: Smut, Angst, Fluff, verbal abuse/threatening of a child, talk of sickness and death. death of grandparent, animal abuse  DO NOT READ IF YOU ARE UNDER 18!

A/N: Kayden belongs to Pixelberry, Helena, Arion and the beautiful Argento belong to me

A/N 2: Horse Knowledge.

Round pen = Just how it sounds, a round enclosure that horse trainers use to work with, exercise, and train their horses, when working in the round pen, the goal for me is to always be able to send my horse in forward motion and stop her with just the simple move of my hand, a move so subtle it is nearly imperceptible to another human

Lunging (aka longing) + Working your horse in circles either tethered to a long “lead rope” or freely in a round enclosure.  Helps with nervousness/anxiety of the horse, burning energy, and training/teaching 

Canter = A three beat gait of a horse, faster than a trot but slower than a gallop

“Join-up” = The desired outcome of bonding with your horse, the horse will seek you out approaching you as their leader, usually happens like it does in the story, at the end of training or exercise.  The end goal here is the horse does this of their own will and without the use of cues or implements such as ropes.

Horses will “breathe you in” to get a feel for you, the same way they do each other, where they join noses and share each other’s breath.  Horses that have become accustomed to one another and then are separated for long periods of time will remember each other if re-introduced after many years just by smelling of each other’s breath.  (Don’t worry. horses can ONLY breath through their noses so they don’t have FONKY breath like some humans do)

In my H/C Argento is a Friesian, a breed from the Netherlands bred for work and war in the early middle ages, larger than a Quarter Horse or Arabian but smaller than a Draught horse (Clydesdale) They are strong and intelligent and beautiful 

Horses are one of the most remarkable of all God’s creation’s IMO

Faceclaims: Kayden = Sean Teale, Helena Everhart = Adelaide Kane

Disclaimer: All photos and GIFS belong to their respective owners of which I do not know their names and cannot document.  All visuals are used for entertainment purposes only and to tell a story.

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ARGENTO = GORGEOUS

I stand by the door of the stable, looking into the round pen beside it.  Kayden has no idea I am here.  I watch as he works with his stallion, lunging him in circles around the enclosure.  With a movement of his hand the horse stops quickly in his tracks, rounds on his hindquarters and takes off cantering in the other direction, snorting and tossing his head proudly.   I marvel at the commanding control my husband has over the near 1400 pounds of solid muscle.  A beast that could strike a man dead in an instant with the swift kick of a hoof yet chooses to follow a simple hand signal.  The horse is the one with all the raw power here, but he sees Kayden as his alpha.  When Kayden has finished exercising him, he drops his arm to his side, facing the horse who has already halted his movement at the subtle command.  They eye each other for a moment before the animal drops his head and ambles forward joining-up in front of Kayden.   “Well done, old friend.”  Kayden praises him, it is only then that the stallion steps forward nudging his muzzle into Kayden’s hand, who obliges him by rubbing the soft velvet of his nose.

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Sooo.... There's still no way out??

Cause I rather get out of this fuckery while I'm still alive ya know? 🙄

...Ight.... guess I'll die then.....

finding athenais [m!kayden x mc] [part five: tug of war in the heart]

Warnings: Violence. Blood. Angst. Severe angst. 

Part Four if you want to catch up

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I dig my heels into the horse’s sides, urging him to gallop at break neck speed. I keep Enzo close to my chest and he holds onto the reins too as he shouts ‘We’re free!’

We’re not free. Far from it. But I can’t bear to tell my son that. This is the most hope he has felt ever since we were taken and I’ll be damned if I take it away from him.

We need to get back to the capital. Kayden, if he is alive, will be searching for us. I keep thinking that if I manage to get my son home, we can wait there for his father and all will be alright again. We’ll be safe.

Except I have no idea where we are. We are riding fast down a dusty road, surrounded by mountains. The vibrant heart of the city is nowhere near this place.

I look around at the mountains and the road ahead. Kayden has instilled in me the need to be aware of all surroundings. Logically, houses are placed near rivers because the water is a source. All I need to find is a river and a house, perhaps the owners could help us or even just tell us where we are.

I have to keep a level head for this. My son and unborn child are counting on me.

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