This woman is strong and knows what she wants…. Her hair flowing, the passion is unmistakably she has the blood of the Irish in her and she wants to share her lust with this knight.

She meets him at the court yard and they fall into each others arms.. the heat between them melts the snow at there feet. He picks her up in his arms and carries her in side were there passionate kissing turns into something stronger and sweeter……

As he approaches the castle doors he blow a great horn to announce his arrival, his banner waives in the brisk air as he waits. His tired body is now numb from the cold and all he wants now is to feel the warmth of his maiden and to taste her sweet lips

The courageous knight has traveled far into the lands of the north looking for his snow maiden. Now he approaches the stronghold, his quest is at hand. His mind drifts thinking of past adventures in the Holy city and what he has found on the Temple Mount. The blood shed as they took the fabled city slaying all who was within its walls, women, children and men of all religions… all in the name of God. 

The Questing Templar:

more to follow......