~Theselak Rising.~

[Nosdyn]

He sat calmly next to his woman, calming down after his great rage almost exploded.

"I hate them all." He said to her finally. He had shown a great deal of restraint in the face of their enemy. His experiences with N'Jal had cemented his views in fire. He looked at her calmly. But his eyes told all, there was a rage there now, a fury. A man who knew what he needed to do. He held his woman's hand.

"I will let Crux know that we are settled and to never allow Y'Edda back here." He stated to her with an audible sigh. He kissed his woman deeply, he needed her. He had agreed to Crux's offer for Cerna's sake. To help her heal more.

He wrapped his arms firmly around her and pulled her closely...

[Cerna]

She smiles lightly "I understand where you are coming from, my dear. But I think it's time I told you....when I first came to this land I had not come alone. And I'm not just referring to Aranor...i came with a child. A baby girl. She was born bro before I became undead. A thayne took her. She wasn't killed, but she is in their ranks. Little more then a prisoner" She admitted

[Nosdyn]

He didn't need any more reason to hate the Thayne. That was one more reason. He held his woman closely. "Given all of the skeletons in my own closet, I can say this does not surprise me honestly." He nodded calmly. "If she is out there, we will find her together. This I promise you." He told her carefully.

Her warm skin felt good against him.

He kissed her deeply.

They were both sitting on their bed. And it was time to take his wedding gift...

He grinned as they kissed with hunger. "We will find her." He said in between their kisses. "This I swear."

[Cerna]

Cerna smiles and kisses him deeply as they made love. She felt reassured that they'd look for her child "would you take her if she became a Thayne?" She asked of her husband

[Nosdyn]

The lights flickered on and off at that point in their bedroom. He sighed when she posed the question. There were two truths to Nosdyn at that point: one he hated the Thayne. Two, he loved his wife, Cerna. He took her hand in his hand for a moment and looked deeply in her eyes. In his youth he'd been rash and brazen, but as he got older he'd learned to quell the fires within.

He looked into his wife's eyes carefully.

"As I said earlier. Given the skeletons in my own closet. I can't really harp you too much if OUR daughter happens to be one of them. As long as she doesn't become hostile to us after she is rescued." He told his woman. There were too many unknowns and variables in that situation. He did not like it, but their child regardless of race he would accept. He held her closely for comfort.

He needed his woman.

He slowly began to undress her and himself....on that their wedding night.

[Cerna]

She nods and smiles kissing him deeply as they made love "Kura? Hostile? Hardly. She's very sweet in nature. Who knows how much time will change that, But She can be worked with if necessary. even as an infant she had always been a fighter"

[Nosdyn]

He had a name for their child at that point.

He nodded gently. The lights continued to flicker from the fire place. He held her closely to him. They were both skyclad by that point. He picked her up and placed her gently into their bed laying next to her. He wrapped his arms firmly around his woman. He considered what he was learning at that point. "Our daughter will be fine once we save her." He told his woman and kissed her quite deeply.

"Worry not. Even if she is the enemy I will show as much restraint as needed." He told her gently. He meant that too. He would move the pillars of the celestial vault for her....he kissed her deeply and softly.

[Cerna]

She kisses back gently and nuzzles him lovingly. If Kura is her child by blood then she'll likely be of her race. A draenei

[Nosdyn]

His woman was held closely as they kissed one another.

Heat and sweat began to flow form their bodies. His hands massaged the small of her back gently. He kissed her with deep hunger. sucking on her lower lip and her tongue gently. His heart raced by that point.

He felt himself growing stiff and hard for his woman...

The large head of his erection resting against her stomach. He ached and needed her...

[Cerna]

She smiles softly and stroked him off gently. She likely had a question for y'edda about her child so it may be wise to ask. The thayne was kind enough to get then wed. Maybe She isn't like other thayne?