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Royal Shadow

Darren shakes his head, rolling his eyes. He sits back down next to Nathan. "You'll get used to it." Nathan said before Darren could say anything. "She has her own way of doing things."
 
Shadow hears her coming, stopping to find out who it is that is walking towards him. He relaxes as he sees Isabella. "All clear." He says, walking towards her.
 
She nods, "Foods ready too." She says with a small smile. She looks at him, "The others have eaten too, so I thought I'd just let you know." She says.
 
Shadow nodded. "Alright, let's go." He went to Isabella's side. He smiles back at her. "I am a bit hungry." He admitted as they started to walk back to the kitchen.
 
She nods, "Every is, I forgot about food." She says with a small laugh. She rubs her face and enters the kitchen, passing Shadow his bowl and starts to clean.
 
Shadow eats slowly so it will feel like his stomach is full. Darren helps Isabella clean. Nathan sits down beside Shadow. "Any trouble?" Nathan asked.


"Looks clear." Shadow said between spoonfulls.
 
Isabella turns to them once the kitchen was finished, "You can all do whatever you like for the rest of the evening." She says.
 
"A nap." Nathan said instantly.


Shadow frowned thoughtfully and shrugged. "I haven't had time to just do whatever i want in.... A long time."
 
She nods, "Well now you can. Even heroes need a break." She says with a laugh, wiping her hands on the towel and looking at Nathan, "You know your way around, I'm sure you can find yourself a room. East section of upper level of the house is now filled with workers." She says.
 
Nathan nodded and left the kitchen. Darren watched him leave. "I could run a few errands, i need some things." Darren mumbled as he left the kitchen.


Shadow laid his head on his arms. "A hero doesn't know what to do without a damsel in distress." He said with a soft smile. "They are not sharp enough to know anything else."
 
Isabella laughs softly, "Stop thinking about who you have to save next, or what bad guy needs taking out. Chill out, read a book, sleep or something." She says, smiling slightly. She sits down opposite him and looks at him, "Feel free to go out and find a damsel though." She says
 
He snorts. "I'm to lazy to go searching for a damsel." He said, peeking at her over his arms. "What I am going to do, I have no idea. I'll think of something. What are you going to do?"
 
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"Sit in the library and just relax probably. I'm going to donate most of my dresses to my workers, so I'll do that at some point too." She says with a small smile, "But for now, I'll just going to sit back and relax. Stop my head racing for a while." She replies.
 
He nods. "Not a bad idea. Although Things catch up to me when I stop moving." He sat up, rolling his shoulder in a small amount of pain. "All the good old injuries come back to remind me they are there."
 
"You feel pain to let yourself know you're healing." She says, "You can't heal if your body isn't taking notice to an injury." She adds, looking at him.
 
He shrugs. "Don't have much time for pain." He said matter of factly. He winces at his shoulder hurts again. "It does take me some time to heal." He admitted.
 
He laughs. "I come form a long line of stubborness." He poked her in the arm. "Which you would undrstand completely."
 
She chuckles, "I like to think of my stubbornness as a good thing. Where would we be right now if I wasn't so stubborn." She says with a laugh, poking him back now.
 
"Very true." He said, laughing as she poked him again. He pinches her teasingly. "I don't give up in a fight you know." He said with a mischivious smile.
 
Isabella laughs, "Neither do I," she says, copying his movement and playfully pinching him back. She stuck her tongue out at him.
 
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He rolled his eyes, smiling. He grabbed her hands, holding them in place. "Unless you plan on kicking me, I win." He said with a laugh
 
"I could kick you," she says with a smirk, trying to move her hand. She pouts playing, her eyes becoming bigger, before she laughs.
 
"I know you would if you wanted to." He said as he let her hands go, smiling. "Being stubbron is a good thing at times, it just depends on the situation. Not saying that I would be any less stubbron in the wrong situation."
 

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