Warfare of The Heart

"The chance to do something better," Nolee nodded.


Heath smiled, "Right..."

"Better?" Sheamus asked. "What's better than being a warrior like I am?"


"See? We aren't slaves." Justin said, smiling back.

"Being respected," shrugged Nolee.

Heath grinned back, "Okay."

"I am respected already." Sheamus said, though he knew that any respect he got was usually because someone feared him.


Justin smiled softly and kissed Heath's cheek before turning to start walking again.

"No, you're feared. Feared and respected are two different things," shrugged Nolee.


Heath held him, "Justin...I love you."

"I..." Sheamus went to argue but gave up and sighed instead.


Justin blushed and leaned against him. "I love you too."

"I'll do whatever it takes to get you to see the difference," Nolee said, stepping closer to him.


Heath smiled, "Where to?"

"Right, have fun with that then." Sheamus said, watching her suspiciously as she came closer.


"Anywhere really, as long as it's away from Cena." Justin said.

Nolee bit her lip coyly, her hair falling around her face. "When you placed your hand on my bottom, when you were carrying me, I was degraded..."

"Wanna go to the lake?"

Sheamus rolled his eyes. "And? Yeh think I care?"


"Sure." Justin said, taking Heath's hand.

"Only...only Lucas has ever touched me in such a way. And even then I had little choice. My father chose him to wed me when I was but a girl," Nolee admitted.


Heath smiled, "I'm glad you survived in todays battle. Any wounds?"

Sheamus frowned. "An arranged marriage..." He mumbled, shaking his head.


"Me too, though I'm surprised...I was too busy worrying half the time," Justin admitted. "I'm not sure, I never checked."

"My father needed to make sure I would give our village an heir for a leader," Nolee softly said. "Surely you have women that you...you lay with so that you may procure a son for the good of this kingdom?"


Heath smiled, "Cut my arm but I killed two men."

Sheamus shrugged. "I've...laid with some yes, never fer that purpose though."


"Y-you cut your arm?" Justin asked worriedly, looking at Heath's arms to find the wound.

Nolee nodded, an awkward silence growing over the two.


Heath shrugged, "We're warriors. It happens."

Sheamus looked down at the floor, running a hand through his hair.


"I know," Justin said quietly. "But if you ended up with something worse than a cut..." He trailed off, looking upset.

"I...I should probably go clean up with the other slaves," Nolee softly said.


Heath frowned, "I'm sorry. You know me, I'm reckless..."

Sheamus nodded, not bothering to look up at her, lost in thought.


"Yeah you are," Justin said. "Sometimes it's a good thing though."

"Is...is something the matter master?" Nolee asked.


Heath frowned, "How is it ever good?"

"No. I'm fine. Just...go." Sheamus said, frowning.


"Well wouldn't this be considered reckless to some people?" Justin grinned.

Nolee stood her ground, "I can tell something is wrong. You...you can confide in me..."


Heath beamed, "You know what I guess it is."

"Yeah right, after how you and yer friend spoke to me before? I don't think so." Sheamus said coldly.


"See? Reckless is good sometimes..." Justin laughed.

"Master..we were just afraid," Nolee frowned.

Heath smiled, "Especially when I get you."

"I don't care." Sheamus said, his voice emotionless. "I'm still not tellin' yeh."


"I'm not that great.." Justin said, smiling shyly.

Nolee curtsied, "Then forgive me, m'lord..."


Heath nodded, "You are to special..."