Heirot

Mi smirked and looked back at the fire. "How very true," she said and motioned for him to sit. "And unlike Shea, I find men who are worthy.... are very, very few in numbers. She has slept with more men in her five hundred years than anyone could count in a lifetime. I, am very, very, picky." she smiled, not the least bit emberassed about talking about her sex life.

"Besides, how much fun is there in sleeping with someone who can't handle the heat... and ends up getting encenerated?"

Damien closed the flame out in his palm. He took the seat she offered. If he was to have a powerful partner in his vengeance against his brother, she would undoubtedly be a great one.

"Maybe Shea is greater than you think and you are simply looking at her the wrong way." he argued, "Maybe she just shows her power by showing that she can have any man and won't kill them if she longs for them and sleeps with them."

He caught her eyes and held her gaze. "Maybe she is showing that she controls her power and that her power doesn't control her."

Mi smiled, "Don't get me wrong, I have great respect for the Queen. She holds a hole kingdom and soon possibly the world in her palm. If she chooses to have many parteners so be it."

Damien laughed. "Ha.. So you believe in the prophesied Queen War." He looked away from her off into the distance.

"I think it is bogus... and even if there is a war the queens will most likely lose power for good because they will be weak and others will see it as a moment to strike the weak victor."

Mi smiled. "I'm just saying soon maybe the world, because she has already taken over Hepian, in Ighten. The Ighten Queen has yet to retaliate, some think she has been assassinated."

Mi unclipped the cloak around her shoulders and it fell behind her back to reveal a slim, trimmed body, covered in black leather. Around her waist was a black corset that tied up the front.

Damien didn't think too much on the Queen wars. They were really of know interest to him at the moment. He had his mind set on one thing right now.

"So where are you going to be when the world goes to hell?" he asked jokingly with a bright white smile.

Mi shrugged her shoulders. She looked at the fire. "Making it more look like hell. Not enough fire if you ask me," she said and smiled. "Isn't the land of the damned supposed to be made of fire," she asked him with a seductive smile. I should fit in just fine.

"Want we both," he said as he blew her hand and turned the flame as blue as her eyes.

"Well it was nice to meet you my lady," he closed the flame out with his own hand and kissed her soft fingers. "but I must be on my way. I have an army to build in a short time."

Mi smirked at him and crossed her long legs. "Well, if you are ever in need of a fire mage," she said and leaned in closer to his face. "You know where to look." To her he looked eighteen, though she could not be mistaken. His maturity was of an older man.

"I'll be here... Though maybe down the road at the steam bathing... It would be best if you caught me here though. For your eyes at least," she said and winked at him.

"Well you know, now that you mentioned it I could use one." He released her hand. Damien knew he was powerful but he knew he was going to need all the help he could to defeat Airen.

"I would be honored to have you by my side..."

Mi smirked devilishly and leaned closer to him, "Yes, it would be an honor." She stood up and her slim figure moved towards her horse, pulling her cloak on. "Shall I follow you, or meet you somewhere after my bath?"

Damien grinned. "Since you are going to take a bath, perhaps I shall follow you." He tried to read her expressions.

The girl looked at him with a dangerous, yet intriuged expression. "Follow at your own risk," she said and pulled her horse along. "I am not ashamed of my body, however if you touch me I cannot say I will not melt your hands off."

Damien smiled, "I'll take my chances." He looked around and saw someones brown horse tied up nearby. He quickly rushed to it and mounted the beast. following her along the trail.

With in five minutes they came to a river that was deep towards the middle and hardly any rapids. She dismounted her horse and glanced back at him. "Are you sure you want to risk it?" she asked as she untied the corset and threw it to the ground.

One would think it was hard to get skin tight pants off, but all she did was pull a string and the sides loosened and fell to the ground.