Thread:Johnathon Strider/@comment-24852191-20171230093314/@comment-24852191-20180126005301


 * Charger and Elena return to find that Solomon and Christiana have left. Claud explains it to them.

Charger: What? You let them go out there? What if they are found it? We could loose our son you bumbling fool!


 * Claud sighs slightly.

Claud: My lord, forgive me, but I thought master Solomon could handle himself and defend lady Christiana if need be.

Charger: While I have no doubts he could, there’s the matter that he’s not a vampire! At least not mostly. If another force like the one that attacked us in Romania arrives, he would stand for only so long.


 * Elena looks at Charger and calms him down.

Elena: Dear, I’m sure they will be fine. After all, since he’s not a vampire, they’ll blend in with other people of this city.


 * Meanwhile, Solomon and Christiana walk through the streets until they come to Trafalgar Square. They look at the great lions and the statue of Horatio Nelson. Christiana clings to Solomon’s arms. The muscles of his arms had increased ever since Charger had begun teaching him the ways of the bastard sword. He wasn’t very fond of the heavy thing and it’s less graceful movements when compared to his fencing rapier, but at least it was a real sword to defend himself with. On the bright side, working with the heavy sword his built up the muscles of his arms to good extent. Something Christiana enjoyed as she always enjoyed feeing them when they would embrace each other. However, even though the sword had a positive impact on his life, he constantly thought about acquiring a firearm. After all, in a world of guns, what goods a sword going to do. It’s not like he could summon some dark entity to protect himself like his father. He isn’t a vampire, or at least he thinks he isn’t. However, red eyes? Why red eyes, he was never bitten, nor does anyone else in his family have red eyes. They have violet eyes like they’re father. In the end, these thoughts were shattered when Christiana pressed her lips to his for a quick moment. He looked at her for a moment. She smiles.

Christiana: Did I crash your train of thought?


 * Solomon thinks and smiles before they continue walking.

Solomon: Yes.

Christiana: Oh? And what was it?

Solomon: I wa thinking of how fortunate a guy like me is to have a woman like you in his life.


 * She smiles and holds to him closer, gripping his arm that she so loved to touch.

Solomon: And tomorrow, when we join each other in holy matrimony, I promise to love you forever.


 * She stops and puts her arms around his shoulders.

Christiana: And I promise to give you my love and love you to the end of time.


 * He chuckles.

Solomon: Just has to one up me, huh?


 * She leans in to him.

Christiana: Yes.


 * He leans in and embraces her close to his body as they lock lips in a passionate French kiss. A gust of snow wind blows through her dark brown hair and his golden blonde hair which had grown more since they left Romania.