[hr][hr] [center][color=PaleVioletRed][h1]Elle Marrow[/h1] [img]https://i.imgur.com/QwGPVzi.gif[/img] [b]Location:[/b] Outside Atlanta; Georgia. [sup][b]Interacting With:[/b] No One.[/sup][/color][/center] [hr][hr] She’d had enough. More than enough. The man was more than infuriating, though oddly… endearing. It frustrated her to no avail to have to deal with him on a daily basis. But then it couldn’t be helped. He was the Prince- heir to the throne, and she a ward to his father. That didn’t mean, however, that she had to put up with his crap. And as if on cue, there was an angered rapping of knuckles upon the door of her bed chambers. His booming voice, full of frustration filling the air from the hallway. [b]“Freya... Open the door..!”[/b] Clearly the man thought enough was enough when it came to this little fued between them. Turning her head, the sound of a second round of knocking filling her ears, once more followed by the voice of the arrogant Prince, Elle watched the door for a brief spell longer before turning her back to it once more. Of course he was here. Had she not made it perfectly clear that she wanted nothing more to do with him..? For the love of the Gods; he was so [i]insistent[/i] on keeping her held tightly within a cage, and yet, even when she willingly locked herself away from the world, he still wasn’t happy. Arms folded over her chest, her bright eyes locked upon the view that was lain out beyond the open doors of her balcony, Elle ignored the call of the voice in the hall. She didn’t want to see him- she didn’t want to [i]speak[/i] to him, and nameday or not, she would hold no pleasure in celebrating the pompous prat by having to stand by his side all night as was expected of her. The knocking however grew louder, and it became painfully obvious that he wasn’t about to just go away any time soon. [b]“I will not go away, Freya. So either open the door, or be forced to listen to the sound of my voice until you do..! I have no qualms about being here all day.”[/b] It was though he had read her mind, and that very thought had her jaw clenched as she once again turned her head towards the sound of his voice. Anger flashing behind her eyes, she crossed over the room. Not bothering to utter a single word as she wrenched the door open to reveal the man stood on the other side. Her eyes bearing into his for but a moment before she was gone. Already on the move as she made her way back stand in the open doorway of her balcony. Awaiting for him to get on with whatever it was that had brought him to her door that morn. [b]“Freya… please.”[/b] [color=PaleVioletRed]“..your timing, Gwaine, is impeccable… my gift to you was brought to my chambers just this morning.”[/color] Turning her head, glancing back at him from over her shoulder for only a moment, Elle broke a single arm from across her chest. Motioning over towards the far side of the room where a young baby goat was lain upon a pile of blankets near the corner. A large bowl of water and one of hay and grass sat next to the little thing, [color=PaleVioletRed]“..I wish you an… enjoyable nameday. My apologies, however… I fear I shall not be joining you at this nights celebrations…”[/color] [b]“I expect nothing from you, other than your appearance tonight. If nothing more than to keep up appearance. [i]You[/i] are the one keeping yourself in a ‘cage’. Well, I have had en-...”[/b] His voice faltered slightly as he finally glanced over to where she had gestured. Surprise and confusion clear on the man's features. Staring at the animal as though the longer he did so, the more it would make sense, [b]“..a goat..?”[/b] [color=PaleVioletRed]“Well… yes. What would be the point in getting you a donkey..? You are already an ass…”[/color] He looked back at her, as if waiting for her to provide any further explanation, though when she didn’t he took a step forward. Huffing out a frustrated sigh, [b]“So it is alright for you to insult me in such a manor; but I seek to protect you and suddenly, that is not okay..?”[/b] [color=PaleVioletRed]“Protecting me is one thing; being an asshole is another completely.”[/color] Shaking her head, Elle once more crossed her arms over her chest. Keeping her back to him as she let her gaze focus again on the view spanned out before her. [b]“Oh, yes… Asides from the fact I am sure you would have been [i]perfectly[/i] fine if it had been anyone other that me seeking to protect you. The problem is not me being an ass; it is that you do not want to look past that view..!”[/b] [color=PaleVioletRed]“Do not want to-...”[/color] Anger and indignation flashing behind her eyes, her arms breaking apart from her body as she turned back to confront him. All of it melted away in an instant at the sound of music began to fill the confines of the room, causing her to blink once… twice… [color=PaleVioletRed]"Shit. Pause..!"[/color]Cheeks flushing a light shade of red as she recognized [url=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=xMrN3Rh55uM]the song[/url] playing, Elle’s hands shot to her gown. Sliding over the material for a moment for that one pocket she’d managed to slip in without making it too obvious. Lifting her head, finally discovering and pulling her phone out of what looked like nowhere, she shot an apologetic look to the guy opposite her before turning. Her thumb brushing over the screen to answer the call before she brought the phone to her ear. Her posture relaxed, and personality a complete three-sixty from what it had just been as she stepped out onto the balcony. [color=PaleVioletRed]“You’ve reached Elle. What’s up, bitches..?”[/color]