[color=f49ac2][centre][H2]Daphne[/H2][/centre][/color]
[color=f49ac2][centre][H3]Jail[/H3][/centre][/color]
[color=f49ac2][centre][H3]Jail Jam jamboree with the Spicey Squire.[/H3][/centre][/color]

Daphne was honestly way over being thrown at by a wall of word salad she could hardly make sense of in real time. If she sat down and worked it all out it would make sense but this man threw so many words at her so quickly her brain was melting into soup, no soup would be warm and she was feeling a distinct chill. It was cold soup. 

Not a warrior? A lot of words, all the fuss between them, the church, the prophecy and such? Her mind was doing its best to process everything as she concentrated on the main threats and priorities. Daphne knew there was stuff between the two but this was stupid, why did the Prince not just tell the guards to take this guy out,  he was a bloody monk not a soldier, he was a talker. 

[color=f49ac2]“You, you might win once, twice, but no one can beat multiple enemies. You're a man,  unarmoured. Back down, we have you at least 5 to 1, armoured against you. Dying is shit, so let's not have to. Drop the sword, don t be a hero, heroes live short lives." [/color]Daphne remained on guard but tried to switch tactics and maybe hope he would be …anything more than a straight up fight. They had enough kinds of enemies outside trying to kill them alongside the weather. 

Then she felt the cold dig deeper, the cold was rising and her footing was …oh for the moon goddess sake, why had the morons not pulled the bloody Prince back or the Princess.? Her footing was not moving, her foot was not bloody moving as she felt her movement crack against the ice. 

Did Daphne tell them how it was, yes. The bloody idiots were the reason she was now fighting at a disadvantage and backed against a wall with a dangerous threat and they had not done the bloody jobs. [color=f49ac2]“YOU. had one job, get the bloody Royal wards out of the combat zone first, by the goddess, a squire trained by a former queen's guard and know that.”[/color] Daphne tried to break the ice that had spread. 

[color=f49ac2]“The goddess tests me today. I just wanted to get a cute woman breakfast.”[/color] Daphne leaned down very slowly to smash the ice with the pommel of one of her blades, the ice was not strong but her speed was greatly limited by the ice, Lunarian or not, it was like glass. Speed was great but speed on ice would be more dangerous to her and others than Gadez. 

Rising slowly from her crouch with a deliberate adjustment to balance and moving with a slow, sure footedness, keeping her eyes and blades on Gadez. Her eyes glittered purple and gave a slight glow in the light as her abilities ran closer to closer, having to dig much deeper and took a step back to get more distance from the accursed runes. 

If I get something decent for once, and then get killed because of these sun baked morons, I'm gonna be haunting these bastards. Daphne thought scornfully. [color=f49ac2]“By the blessed Moon Princess, get safe, you're very pretty i admit, but very taken, please go get a hot meal and keep warm, safe while we resolve this mess. Find lord or Lady Coswain if you have to. They have a nice room at the eye.”[/color] Daphne tried a softer angle, any Angle really, to even find an exit or sign of an exit from this mess she was dead centre of. Though she never kept her eyes off Gadez.

Really the Princess was pretty, but very much not in Daphne status and B, she liked shorter Blondes it seemed. 

[color=f49ac2]“You want words or swords Prince Highness? Orders?"[/color] Daphne asked as she padded softly and cracked the ice below her boots moving with a surity only a native Lunarian had. 



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