Warfare of The Heart

"You can't tell me what to do." Sheamus said, glaring at Lucas.

"He...said a lot of hurtful things..." Justin mumbled.

"I can when it comes to her," shrugged Lucas.


Heath frowned, "Ignore him. He's a monster."

"Actually, no yeh can't." Sheamus said. "This is my castle, you are my people."

"I try to, but..." Justin sighed.

Lucas looked at him, "She doesn't want to see yo-"
Nolee stood up and looked at Sheamus, "How long were you going to feed me the lies that you cared for me?"


"It's just hard?" Heath softly asked.

"What? What makes yeh think I lied?" Sheamus asked, confused.

Justin nodded. "Yeah..."

Nolee looked at him, "I heard them. You have claimed other women who you have captured. I was a fool to think you cared for me. How many have you fed the same lines?"


Heath hugged him, "Lets get going, kay? We dont' have to eat if you don't want to."

"None actually." Sheamus said. "I never once said anything of the sort to them."

"You know as well as I do that that wouldn't be a very good idea," Justin said, relaxing as he leaned against Heath. "What if I ended up so hungry later while marching that I passed out?"

"I think you lie," shrugged Wade.

"Then you probably shouldn't," laughed Heath.

Sheamus rolled his eyes, muttering something in Irish.

Justin pulled a face, sticking his tongue out before reaching to get some food.

Nolee looked at him, "If you could prove it, prove how you feel about me isn't false, I might believe you."


Heath smiled, "Eat, build your strenght.

Sheamus just sighed, shaking his head as he walked off.

"What do you think I'm doing?" Justin said before starting to eat.

Lucas smirked triumphantly as he watched Sheamus walk off. He held Nolee close and said loud enough so that Sheamus could hear, "You need someone who isn't a dirty Celt anyways Nolee."


Heath chuckled, "I know what you're doing."

Sheamus froze, his hand curling around the hilt of his sword. He thought about it for a few seconds before just shaking his head and leaving.

"You'd hope so...considering I'm right next to you..." Justin smirked.

Nolee wiped her eyes, "I'm...I'm going off to war with them."
Lucas looked worried, "Are you sure?"
"Yes," she nodded, "I'll be safe." she stood and went to the armory, trying on armor and looking for a sword.



Heath smiled and kissed his cheek so John could see.

Sheamus headed back to finish eating.

John looked up from where he was sitting, slamming his fist onto the table when he saw Heath.

Heath leaned down and kissed Justin, smiling as he loudly said, "Aren't you beautiful? And mind to love."

Justin gladly kissed Heath back, smiling and blushing at Heath's words.

Cena glared at them, muttering curses under his breath.

Heath smiled, "I love you."


"Whats wrong Sheamus?" Wade asked.

"I love you too." Justin smiled back, staring into Heath's eyes.


"Nothin'." Sheamus muttered as he sat back down.

Heath smiled, "Lets go to the armory."

"Are you upset over that woman?" asked Wade.

Justin nodded, having a drink before getting up.

"Why would I be upset over her?" Sheamus said stubbornly.

"Rumor is your letting her be your personal guard," Wade shrugged, "you wouldn't just do that for anyone."


Heath led him to the armory where he saw Nolee, "Whose the girl?" he asked Justin.
Nolee was lost in practicing with her longsword.

"Yes I'm letting her...assuming she'll still do it after what Drew said." Sheamus sighed.

Justin shook his head. "No idea." He said, not having noticed her earlier.

Wade nodded, "She might be..."


Nolee smiled and bowed at them, "I am sorry that I bother you. Names Nolee Lacroix. I was the leader of the village you men just destroyed."

Sheamus shrugged his shoulders. "Her...friend has probably talked her out of it."

Justin bowed slightly in return, usually always polite to people. "Page Justin," He said. "And you didn't bother us miss."