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    A Better Time, A Different Time – Tale One: To Each His Own

     
     
    Xena let out a breath, tried to rid her stomach of
    the butterflies she had, Ulysses turned to face Xena and he looked
    into her eyes where he could see that she was really nervous. He
    brought her hand up and kissed the back of it, “relax,
    you’re going to be fine,” Ulysses said and Xena nodded
    as she swallowed hard. “No matter what people say or you may
    hear, know that I love you and I won’t let you go without a
    fight,” he said with a grin and Xena smiled at that. “I
    love you too,” she said and Ulysses grinned then leaned in
    and kissed her softly. When the kiss ended he nodded to the guards
    to open the door since they were ready to go inside, “If ever
    you feel insecure, just take my hand,” Ulysses whispered to
    Xena who nodded and let out a breath one last time before they
    walked into the dinning hall. Her hand was holding Ulysses’
    hand and when they walked in and she saw all the people there, she
    held his hand a little bit tighter and he squeezed her hand back in
    a sign of assurance.
     
     
    Everyone there was talking before they walked in
    and when they walked in the hall fell silent, everyone had stopped
    talking to watch Xena and Ulysses walk in and the talking or more
    like whispers, began again as they looked at Xena, wondering who
    she was and more importantly, they wondered who she was to Ulysses
    since they were holding hands, he never showed a sign of affection
    to any woman he had been with, not in public, so everyone was
    really curious. They walked over to the head table where his
    parents sat, along with his sister, Virgil and his parents. His
    father was of course at the head of the table and Marguerite sat to
    his right and to his left the chair was empty because that’s
    where Ulysses sat. Once they were at the table Ulysses pulled out
    the chair next to his for Xena and she grinned at him as she sat
    down, thankful that the walk in was over, never in her life had she
    been so nervous. She was also thankful that she was sitting next to
    Virgil, “that wasn’t so bad now was it?” Ulysses
    whispered to Xena and she grinned at him as she looked into his
    eyes, “not with you at my side,” she said and he
    grinned into her eyes.

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