Yunari stared in shock. In her lap rested a single sword though it was no ordinary weapon. The weapon was long and pale, with runes carved along every inch of the blade. At the base was four tomoe that formed a circle. She traced her finger around the swords form and felt the power that came from them. Gripping the swords handle, she held it outward as the rays from the sunlight illuminated the blade, giving it an ethereal glow. The sword was definitely the lightest weapon she had ever wielded, even lighter than her family weapon.
“I don’t believe it!” said one of the girls walking into the room. “Yes Auldra, it’s true.” Auldra; an elf with sandy blond hair placed a hand on Yunari’s shoulder.
"I always knew that he was going to give you something great, but never guessed that he would give up his warblade."
Yunari's face turned several shades of red.
"He is a more than just a prince, he is in love, and you are the one that said that you wouldn't accept just anything." Lossesa says gazing at the warblade with obvious curiosity.
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