Between Two Worlds 23

Our swords clashed and I felt the constraints of the dress. Just as I had an advantage over Jorah, he had an advantage over me. The dance was accompanied by no music or an adoring crowd, but it felt more like a dance than earlier in the wedding.

The way of the sword was my life. It was a dance between life and death which was the only dance that truly mattered in the end. It was the dance that gave my existence meaning even in the darkest of moments. It was a dance that I was glad to have on my wedding night.

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

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Between Two Worlds 22

"You didn't deserve to have that happen to your child." The clone said, walking over to me to put a hand on my shoulder. "What did you name the child?"

"Franc Isaacs." I told her as my eyes started to water. "Franc was a father figure to me."

"What would you have named him if he were a girl?"

"Khaleesi. It's basically a queen-like figure."

The clone seemed to pause a moment. I wondered if my story of what had happened to Franc Isaacs would win her to my side. I wondered if she would see a monster in me or someone worthy of redemption.

"That will be my name then." The clone replied.

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's an Alexander Isaacs Fic

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Between Two Worlds 21

"Jorah," I began and felt like my mouth was foreign to me. "I have wandered my life alone with only the wilderness as my companion. Before you I didn't feel the need for another to touch me like you have. Before you I could have lived my whole life without a man. You are so much more than I ever knew I wanted."

A servant handed me a crown that looked similar to my own but was darker in color. Holding it I felt like I was going to crown him king and that was the point of these crowns. Like a king and queen ruled a kingdom, we would treat our marriage like the most sacred kingdom known to man.

Jorah bent down so I could put his crown on his head.

"Before the gods I profess my love for you." I continued. "Before the gods I promise that I will do everything in my power to protect and honor you."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

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Between Two Worlds 20

"I will be much safer than you will." He said, his expression not changing but the love in his words being felt nonetheless.

Was it hope for his death that I was feeling?

If he died then I wouldn't be tempted to come back. I worried that my dedication to living away from him would start to deteriorate. That I would slowly, but surely, start to long for him again. At the same time that I wanted him to die while I was away, I also wanted him to live. I had gone down such a dark road for him.

"Unless some zombie sneaks in and kills everyone." I replied and he just looked sternly at me.

I would miss these moments and yet I had to move on. It wasn't safe to love a monster. It was almost like loving a stone man in terms of how dangerous it was.

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's an Alexander Isaacs Fic

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Between Two Worlds 19

"Is there any plans to free them before the battle or do we want to fight them?" I asked.

"I would prefer my dragons aren't harmed." Daenerys replied. "I will not injure my children because of Daario. I will not have them killed because they were taken by my usurper."

I nodded and was glad of that answer. I wasn't too keen on injuring any dragons no matter what side they were on. They had just started to come back into the world and killing them might be destroying the last vestiges of their magic from the world. Their fire and determination shouldn't ever be silenced again.

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's a Jorah Mormont Fic

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Between Two Worlds 18

"Don't blame yourself." Alex pleaded. "You are a wonderful woman that made a mistake. We all make mistakes but we don't need to live with the shame. We have to pick ourselves up and carry on. We take our mistakes as lessons for the future. We don't carry the shame."

"I wish I could believe that, Alex, I really do. But all I am feeling is the pain of our child dying."

"The pain will pass and you will move on. You will be a stronger person because of it."

-This is a Mature Story (if in content if not plot)
-It's a Game of Thrones/Resident Evil Fic
-It's an Alexander Isaacs Fic

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Love of a Shade (Scourge's Journal)

Today I was in Seitou's clan's territory. I had decided that it was time to visit AlexanderIsaacs, Jorah, and Daenerys for a little bit which meant I had to perform my duties for the clan. This meant I had to teach. While Jademoon was more than fond of teaching others, I was the only official teacher.

I don't know why Seitou had decided to give me the position as I don't always have the calmest attitude around. If someone makes a mistake I am fine with telling my students exactly what I think. I figure that if they don't learn then they may die by their mistake, this gives me the confidence that my teaching methods are more than justified.