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[color=2B822F]Attire:[/color][url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/22/7c/c4/227cc462f7222085ac80ae8f403fe840.jpg]”FASHION” (with A cape.)[/url]
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Verrick Grumbled to himself as he stood near the edge of the ball room as he tugged at the collar of his Woodsman formal attire. All while keeping his eyes scanning the room. Keeping his eyes mostly on Princess Beatrice as she moved about the room. Far enough not to be obvious he being a bodyguard, but close enough to be able to spring into action. Which annoyed him, apparently his glare was enough to unnerve some of the pathetic excuses of nobles that tried to woo the beautiful princess. For ‘diplomacy sake’ the princess told him to give her some room. He would often move to another spot if the Princess would move a bit too far away, but never too close that she would notice him. 

While she was ‘safe’ he would scan the room more. Not for threats, but to read the people mingling. Noticing when nobles from separate kingdoms would speak, how long, and how friendly. Of course everyone was ‘friendly’ but it was easier for Verrick and his fellow woodsman to see past the mask. While he could not get direct information from hushed conversations, it was still intell. Over the years he had come to know most of the Noble’s in Caesonia. Not that they would know him. Despite being Princess Beatrice’s bodyguard for eight years, he still performs his duties as a Woodsman. Any little details that could give Princess Beatrice an edge when it comes to politics. 


He also kept tabs on King and Queen Camille. Despite his father actively standing near them…as he was their advisor. As well as Prince Felix and his fiance Lady Thea. To make sure they were safe as well…and more. Lady Thea was one to get drunk quite quickly, then quite talkative, and always seemed to corner him to talk with him. While he had nothing against speaking with her per say… he couldn’t allow himself to be caught in a conversation just now. So he had also been expertly moving silently out of the Lady’s path. Just in case. 

Suddenly the doors swung open, and a parade entered. Verrick was prepared for this, From what the Woodsman knew of the Alidasht kingdom, they were a very proud and dangerous people. Of course they would try to show how great they were with this stunt. As soon as he saw the armed guards, he instantly went for Princess Beatrice. Moving silently and unnoticed 
 As everyone’s eyes were glued to the spectacle. He reached into the inner forearm of his gauntlets and made sure both of his hidden blades were accessible. 

As he reached Beatrice, he moved around on her right side and stepped in-front of her. Not enough to block her view, but to firmly place himself between her and the ‘threat.’ His father mirrored his movements on the left of the queen, though a bit more casually. He glanced back towards her with a ‘look’ as if he was proven right and let out a slow breath as he looked back towards the Alidasht group. 

What happened next was a carriage wreck. Duke Lorenzo made the first move to try to flatter the Saltan. Only to get too close and cause an over eager guard to rush him… and somehow trip into one of the palanquin bearers and knock the Saltan over. [color=2B822F]”Are you fucking kidding me…”[/color] Verrick said under his breath, just enough for maybe Beatrice to hear, resisting the urge to facepalm. He glanced at his father who gave him a look that said the same thing. 

This led to the Saltan being enraged and demanding for his head, the king and queen of Caesonia trying to appease him in other ways, to Lady Charlotte trying to fix her fathers mistakes again. Despite not being a part of this kingdom, it pained him to see a woman lower herself to do what she offered. He began to look around, his mind looking for anything that could distract everyone to forget what happened. The few ideas he had would certainly embarrass the King of Caesonia just so that the Saltan might ‘call it even.’

But as others continued to try and fix what happened it came to an end with a strange demand. Clearly there was going to be something that happened at that dinner to utterly humiliate Duke Leronzo. 

King Edin jumped at the opportunity and moved on with the party. As soon as the music started, Verrick’s Father sighed, but with the tiniest smug smile on his face. [color=75CC20]”Verrick, what were our lovely Queen’s exact words about wanting to keep our weapons and having extra armed guards nearby?”[/color] He asked, his voice had a clear ring of amusement on it.


Verrick would narrow his eyes, as if to concentrate. Then he replied in a soft grumble. [color=2B822F]”Every time we come to these court gatherings we show respect by not bringing weapons. We shall continue to do this.” [/color] He looked to the Queen and bowed his head gently, [color=2B822F] “With respect my queen.”[/color]

[color=75CC20]”All very good when dealing with Caesonia. But It’s pretty clear that the Alidasht don’t Respect us. This could have been a bloodbath with that oaf of a duke’s antics.”[/color] 

“And Yet it wasn’t.” The queen Retorted.” You fret too much over what could have. Enough grumbling, Let us all enjoy the night now.” 

Duke O’Hare bit his lip before he bowed his head and took a step back. [color=75CC20]”Of course, It is a burden I must bear. I will not speak of it again.”[/color]

Verrick frowned slightly. It was their duty to make sure the royal family was safe at all times. The Woodsman plans for things to go wrong because eventually they will. He did turn to the princess and said softly. [color=2B822F]”If you would allow me to stand by you,  in light of this new development.I promise I will…try… not to scare away any ‘suitors’.” [/color]