Skye stood at the front gates next to Antony, waiting to enter the castle. The lovely red and gold suit she wore was fitted to her body and really accentuated her muscles. Her hair was once again up in a nice bun with a lion hair pin.

Antony wore a more red suit, his hair also up in a bun with the same hair pin as he looked over to Skye and smiled. “Wow, the only other time I have ever seen you so determined was when you had a sword in your hand.”

Skye went a ...