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[h2][color=9e0b0f]░[̲̅L][/color]𝔞𝔡𝔶 [color=9e0b0f] ░[̲̅A][/color]𝔩𝔦𝔠𝔢[/h2][hr][center][color=9e0b0f][b]Location;[/b][/color] The Kingdom of Abhainn
[color=9e0b0f][b]Interacting With;[/b][/color] Lady Amaryllis Ward([@Filthy Mudblood]), Prince William Pengrance([@Legion02])[/center][hr]

Alice turned to Lady Amaryllis to give her a cold stare, though she wasn't looking in the direction of Alice. Regardless, she hoped that her eyes pierced through like daggers, into her admired beauty and poised presence to reach her cold heart that Alice pictured so carefully. Despite the long years that fell between the previous meeting of the two rivals that now appear to be rekindling the flame that was left barren, Alice was still familiar with some of the mannerisms that Amaryllis presented in this short meeting. Alice knew all-to-well of Lady Amaryllis' confident idiosyncrasy, resulting in the loud snicker Alice let out in response to her comment. She rubbed her fingers together harshly, callused from excessive swordplay, in an attempt to relieve herself of building anger instead of coming up with a witty comeback.

Alice snickered once more durring Amaryllis' next statement, replying just before she finished speaking,[color=9e0b0f]"Oh please."[/color] She followed with a chuckle,[color=9e0b0f]"You speak as if you still know the endeavors of this court, should I remind you of your long absence?"[/color] Alice began to raise her voice, paying no mind to the glance of the future Queen that could've observed the tension,[color=9e0b0f]"Do not talk unknowingly so soon after your arrival, you may just get yourself into a mess you're not prepared for. As a matter of fact --."[/color]

Alice was interrupted by the appearance of the Prince, taking a deep breath to extinguish the rising anger, feeling her racing heart settle down to it's normal rhythm. She felt as if this interruption happened for a reason to perhaps prevent Alice from continuing to speak brashly. Nevertheless, she was grateful that the occurrence halted. In the end, Amaryllis was right about Alice -- her feelings towards the King had not changed since the day she left, or even since the days of their friendship. Her affection towards the King still remained one-sided, having no changes in it's course in the time of Amaryllis' absence. The extent of their relationship was that of good friends. Furthermore, the compliment he gave to the Queen in waiting did bother Alice.

The scent of blood and sweat from a returning huntsman filled the air and Alice had no doubts that it was Prince William. Alice saw this as an opportunity to leave the conversation and dismiss herself from the arrival that turned into an unexpected predicament for her. Although, before leaving, her angry nature brought out another petty comment,[color=9e0b0f]"Your Highness,"[/color] Alice paused to give him a brief bow,[color=9e0b0f]"I apologize, but I do have some matter to attend to before preparing for tonight's celebration. I do hope your hunt went well. Although I don't think it's over yet, it seems as though a filthy animal found it's way into the Kingdom. Perhaps you should slay it before things get out of hand,"[/color] she eyed Amaryllis discreetly with that. [color=9e0b0f]"Your Highness,"[/color] she bowed once more and smiled to him before turning to her re-established enemy with sneer,[color=9e0b0f]"Lady Amaryllis."[/color] Alice turned to return to her chambers.

However Amaryllis would reply, Alice would ignore it and proceed on, storming into her room as she began to pace back and forth. Alice looked over to Jetta, Alice's trusted maid, that seemed to still be making the bed and tidying up the room. [color=9e0b0f]"Jetta, did you send word to the practice grounds that I will be arriving?"[/color]

Jetta nodded, giving a confused look as she straightened out the thick blankets of the large bed,"I would think the arrival would last longer. You seem angered, did something happen?"

Alice stopped in her tracks to express dreadfully with a cold, angry tone in her voice,[color=9e0b0f]"She has returned."[/color] Jetta's confused expression lingered as Alice elaborated in a softer, devastating tone, as if she were speaking to herself to accept the realism of it all,[color=9e0b0f]"Lady Amaryllis has returned."[/color] Alice repeated it once more,[color=9e0b0f]"Lady Amaryllis has returned to this court."[/color]

A moment of silence wedged it's way into the conversation. Jetta was well aware of the drama and rivalry that Alice and Amaryllis had, as well as the friendship that they experienced, being a common listener to Alice's opinions of Amaryllis. Jetta also knew what to do and say to make Alice feel more at ease, though sometimes she needn't say anything since Alice becomes more gathered once she expresses her bottled up frustration. Jetta finally spoke up,"Well, is she here to stay? What did she say to you?"

[color=9e0b0f]"I don't know,"[/color] Alice replied. [color=9e0b0f]"Everything happened so fast and I was too shocked to act reasonably. Jetta -- why am I like this? Why does she have such an impact on me?"[/color]

Alice generally doesn't act irrationally when in predicaments, Amaryllis being the only individual that could really set off Alice and cause her to become angered so quickly and easily. Alice proceeded to the vanity and sat comfortably for Jetta to promptly undo her pin and begin braiding her hair. Jetta quickly came up with a response to answer Alice's question in a way that would calm her,"Sometimes we cannot control the effects that others have on us. Lady Amaryllis maybe a foe of yours, but when we are faced with an enemy that knows us best, we become vulnerable -- groundless even. She knows how to get under your skin, but by showing that you'll only give her what she wants."

As Jetta finished up her hair, Alice proceeded to put on her gown she wore exclusively for her swordplay practice while agreeing to Jetta's advice,[color=9e0b0f]"Perhaps you're right."[/color] Jetta began to lace up the back of Alice's gown as Alice spoke genuinely,[color=9e0b0f]"Thank you, Jetta."[/color]

A heart-felt smile formed on Jetta's face as she answered,"Of course."

Alice left Jetta to finish cleaning her chambers as she sauntered her way to the practice grounds and made her way into a room that hosted the majority of her practices with various opponents that were assigned to her. Although, the majority of them go easy on her for the sake of the difference in status -- it would be unwise to slash whole-heartedly at a noble, despite Alice's desire for them to do so. The room had bare walls, with small windows to let in a gentle amount of sunlight and racks of equipment that are ready for use. A servant welcomed Alice in as he offered the [url=https://valiant-armoury.com/image/cache/catalog/va-106-se-the-arundel-1200x800.jpg]sword[/url] that Alice was very familiar with. She took it softly and presented herself in front of an already bowing individual with recognizable, exquisite armor. As he lifted his head to reveal his identity to Alice, she was left with a smile of relief at the sight of a good friend. Wavy, brown hair, icy blue eyes, and a smile that was very contagious could not have belonged to any other individual other than Sir Chester, a renowned knight that often serves as the Kings guard from his excellent battle performance. Not only does he serve as a loyal knight, but he is also the trainer of Alice, though he is more lenient on her than the regular knights in training. 

[color=9e0b0f]"Shall we?"[/color] Alice spoke, feeling no need for a proper introduction as she raised her blade to assume a fighting stance.