Monday Snippet

 The Unicorn and The Serpent
He came at her swinging his sword, his face twisted in anger. She moved out of the way easily. She swirled, her dress moving with her, their swords clacked against each others. She smiled and walked away. He stood there stupidly for a few seconds. He came for her. Their swords clanked. He used power to push his sword towards her. She pushed him away, and swung her sword cutting his arm.
            He looked down at it, and touched the cut. He raised his hand looking at his own blood. “You dare cut me.”
            “Consider it a love scratch,” Coyle said. The men laughed.
            “I will give you one too,” she said in a small threatening tone.
            He put out his hand. “I mean nothing.”
            “I will hurt you for this!” He shouted and came at her with a roar. She dodged him, and he turned sword glinting from the falling sun. Their metal clinking hard as they connected. They connected with each hit. Philip struggled to take control as Morgan danced about, her sword constantly moving. His sword came, and she blocked it hard making him loose grip of his sword. It flew from his hands.
            The men cheered. Hector picked up the Prince’s sword. “Do not worry she bests us all.”
            Morgan gave him a small bow and turned. She sheathed her sword. She and Grady met eyes as he gave her a small nod. She nodded back. Ryan moved by. “I will get you later,” she said.
            “I cannot wait,” he said sarcasticall