[Tara Harper]

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[style=font-size: 45px; margin-top: -23px;]MY LOVE, LEAVE YOURSELF BEHIND. BEAT INSIDE ME, LEAVE YOU BLIND. ----------------------------------------------------------------- Tara hadn't been prepared for it. Sure, she knew she would love her child, but the intensity of such love was overwhelming at times. She was sure that Markos felt the same way at times. She liked to watch the two of them together sometimes, when he didn't know that she was doing so. Just seeing the look in his eyes as he held their daughter was enough to melt the young woman's heart. She couldn't help but wonder if all parents were the same way with their first child. Every time the infant did something new, one of her parents was there to dote on her in a rather absurdly excited manner. For instance, the first time Adia smiled, Tara had nearly given her husband a heart attack when she woke him from a deep slumber to see. One would have thought that someone was being attacked, but no... their baby was just smiling. After the birth of Adia, the young couple waited out the blizzard in the abandoned barn until the new mother was well enough to travel. From there, they sought out the hospitality of the queen who, until then, had not known about the hatchling, Rhaek. Tara knew what was to come. She knew that Lydia was going to ask Markos ad Rhaek to join her forces. It might even mean a high ranking title for the knight and, as much as Tara hated the idea of her husband marching into battle, she was just going to have to trust that Mark and Rhaek woulf take care of one another. Winter had faded into Spring and the more the hatchling grew, the closer Tara knew her friend was getting to asking Markos. Of course, while said hatchling was growing, Tara's own little hatchling was growing. At two months of age, Adia Harper resembled both of her parents greatly, with her father's dark curls and her mother's hazel eyes. Simply put, she was the most beautiful baby that Tara had ever laid eyes on and she often found it hard to look away from the angelic face of her baby. The windows in their chamber within the palace were open. They were once again staying in the room that they had spent their first few weeks as man and wife. Upon their large bed, Adia lay freshly bathed and smelling of lilac as her mother dressed her in her and spoke to her, just to make her smile. Every so often the infant would make a sound of laughter: the kind of laughter that could only come from such a small baby. Tara herself wore a green and white dress, happy that she was once again able to fit comfortably inside her regular clothes. Since giving birth, she was slimming down very nicely. Her hair hung down her back in curls and there was a lively smile upon her face. She wished that Aiden was around. She could just picture him doting over his tiny niece, but she knew he would be back from Mourinor eventually. Word had been sent to him of the child's birth the first chance Tara had to send out a raven. "Don't you give me that look," she said to Adia, resisting the urge to smile behind her lightly pursed lips. "That's the same look your father gives me when he's being stubborn." The child cooed with tiny laughter, the crease between her brows smoothing out as she unfurrowed them. Scooping up her tiny bundle, Tara Harper brushed the back of her hand against the child's silky smooth cheek. "A word of advice, my little sparrow, mothers are always right and fathers are just plain silly, especially yours." Light shone in from the window and the sun was starting to set on the horizon. Markos would be joining them sooner or later and Tara was anxious to see him. Though she had improved a great deal after everything that had happened to her, she sill grew anxious at times when she wasn't around him. He was her anchor, the one thing that always kept her steady and in place. "Don't you worry though. I'll tell you everything you need to know about your father and how to get away with things. Just bat those pretty little lashes at him and you'll have a pony before your first birthday." Sitting upon the window seat, Tara allowed Adia to take her finger and wrap her tiny hand around it. ----------------------------------------------------------------- TAGS: MARKOS HARPER MUSE: AWESOME LYRICS: SIA'S MY LOVE [/style]

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[Markos Harper]

Markos slipped from silvery green dragon's neck, stumbling slightly but holding firm. The air wasn't as chilly down lower, but Mark's face was still red from the altitude Rhaek had taken him. He was still slightly dizzy from the descent too. "Growing immune to this will come with time." Rhaek's tone was almost amused, his green eyes sparkling as he pulled his head higher than Markos now, which was almost unavoidable anymore with the way the beast was growing. Only seven months old, the male dragon was growing fast. His muscles were defining his features and he was thick, he would truly be a wall for Hrothgard. Just the idea of it sent shivers down Mark's spine. He would have never thought this would have happened. He and Rhaek would go down in history for this, and this he was sure.

According to Lydia, since Markos and Rhaek had accepted her offer they would start training within a week or two. Not that they haven't been flying as much as possible, but they would need to learn other things as well. Faylinn had they're Dragon and Rider pair too, both of which were older and had more experience. But with the way Rhaek was thickening out, Markos was almost positive he could crush Abraxas easily. "I need to let Tara know about this. Alone I think." The knight and soon to be Lord once things were settled with Tara had a certain look on his face that Rhaek knew. The young but wise dragon blew puffs of smoke through his nostrils and rolls those minty green eyes. "I will find the Queen. Surely I could be of use until you have finished with your... 'announcements'" Mark smirked as he heard the familiar clicking of Rhaek's dragon chuckle. The beast unfurled his leathery wings and with a gust of wind he was up in the air and soaring away, pushing his mind away from Mark to give the man his privacy.
Mark watched his dragon fade away before he turned and entered into the castle, heading straight toward the corridors he and Tara had been staying with Adia.

He slipped in through the chamber doors, and was shimming out of his heavy coat now that it wasn't as cold. His whole body was giving off a vibrating wave of new found energy with the news he carried. He did not know whether Tara would be greatly thrilled, but this meant a lot to Mark. The honor that backed his family up was more than he could ever ask for. He did not need to worry about supporting his family, they would have more than enough, always.. even if something happened to Markos.

He heard Adia's laughter and he stealthy crept up to the cracked open door of the bedroom, watching his wife and child playing together. It wasn't until Tara was done talking did Mark slip in and open his mouth. "Oh. So I guess a Dragon isn't a good enough pet." He said, slipping up behind Tara and wrapping his arms around her waist and gently planting a kiss on her neck while looking forward to his daughter on the bed. He leaned his chin on Tara's shoulder and said to Adia, "Name one of your friends years down the road that can ride a dragon around. They will all be jealous." He said with a big smirk.

He picked Tara up easily and placed her down next to his daughter, pinning her down with his weight. "I'll let you know now that I am thankful you made me leave with a coat, scolding me like my mother. It was cold... at least I thought it was. Rhaek told me I was being a baby." He said with a shy boy smile. He kissed Tara again before staring at her for a long while, glancing over at Adia every now and again. His smile fell and then came back, he couldn't contain his excitement from her. "So the Queen had summoned us to see her today... and Tara." He stopped and stood up, pulling her up with him. "She wants me and Rhaek to support her. In exchange she is giving me the title of Lord." His smile fell out and stayed out, lighting up his features. He hadn't felt this good in what seemed like years. He felt safe for once. Protected. Everything about this proposal was a good thing....

[Tara Harper]

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