Belle

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@KillBox

Lyra

Lyra thought she had gotten by without being noticed too much. Lord Trystan went about his way and she breathed a sigh of relief.
She should have known that God was not so kind as to let her off the hook so easily. For the Lord Trystan returned to speak to her again. He had always been civil to her, as all of the Hyland children had been, but being this familiar was not looked well upon as far as servant/master relations. Was he perhaps looking for someone to warm his bed? How was she to dodge that? If he demanded, how would she refuse? A level of panic started to rise in her, making her heart beat faster.

His words shocked her. "But your- my Lord Hyland... It is nothing of note. Such things are not worth your concern... I could not possibly be so bold as to sit at..."

She stared at the floor once again, shaking in her fear. What would his mother do to her?

"If you are going to sit at my families table, speak as if you belong there."
"But my Lord Hyland, I don't belong there. I belong behind the table, serving my masters,"Lyra said in a small voice.

Fae Courtis: The Wylde Hunt (Reboot)

@Prince of Seraphs
Aww poor Grexx. Lol I will post as soon as I can, if not tonight than definitely tomorrow

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@KillBox

Lyra

Lyra heard the voice speaking to her. One of the Hyland sons! Startled she looked up at him, revealing the mark on her face and her dischevled appearance, before quickly looking down again. "Forgive me Lord Hyland. I was clumsy and fell. I shall not be late again, I swear your lordship."
In truth it wasn't the sons that scared her. It was their fierce mother. And while Lady Hyland had never been cruel to her, Lyra was not about to give her a reason to be.

"I wish you good luck in the tournament Lord Hyland," she added quietly, blushing a bit as she did when she addressed one of the Hyland sons. It was no secret that the lads were a handsome lot. The ladies of the court would most likely be drooling over them the moment they stepped inside. She wondered how quickly the fights would start for a chance in their beds.

Once the family started conversing with the royals Lyra quickly went silent and kept a respectable distance, close enough for everyone to tell she was a servant of the Hylands but far enough away as was expected of her station. She heard the murmurs of the different people in the court and heard the rustle of the expensive gowns. Lyra longed to gaze at the exotic ladies in their gorgeous gowns and breathtakingly beautiful jewels, but her willpower was strong. A servant kept her face down unless addressed. She couldn't resist getting a peek at the princess, who was indeed a beauty that the stories had claimed she was. Lyra wondered what her life must be like, never having to worry, catered to, waited on hand and foot...
It was a life Lyra could never begin to imagine or understand.

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@KillBox
awwwwww!! But wait, doesn't he want to win the tourney and marry the princess?

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@HushedWhispers
Yes she is. I am waiting for her masters to acknowledge her... Or really ANYONE to acknowledge her lol

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This is you.

@Buddha

Yes it is

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*waits patiently to be noticed*

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Thank god, no armor can protect me from the Hyland's sharp tongues

@MrMonsoon

That's why Lyra is keeping her head down! Lol

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@Buddha
Aww sugar sticks! *pouts* oh well guess I have to try and settle on one hot man... but it's so hard! There are so many!! ;__;
@MrMonsoon He is highly goodlooking as well. Looking forward to see who is going to notice Lyra first, a Gully or a Hyland...

The Walking Dead-From the beginning -Closed

@Wick@Demonic Angel

The kid nearly scared Kat shitless. Spinning around she raised the wooden spoon like it was a club, ready to start swinging.

It could be said she was a little on edge.

Seeing it was the double-mint twin she lowered the spoon and blew out her breath. "Don't scare me like that kid," she said, not in a mean way.
Turning back to the pot, she started stirring again. "Nothing special I'm afraid. Spagettios is the extent of our cuzine this morning."
She rubbed her neck, wincing in the process. "My throat feels like someone had it in a vise, but other then that I'm fine," she paused for a moment. It seemed the non-scary one was in control right now, but that could change any second. Kat was still wary of her. "How bout you? You alright?"

Kat had to firmly resist the urge to pull Grace away from the kid. As long as the two people in that kids head didn't hurt Grace then there would be no issues. She'd give her a chance. A chance.
Matt came in moments later. Kat lifted one eyebrow. "So you're a doctor now?" she asked but in a playful teasing way. Matt seemed to have no problem with the kid, which made Kat relax a little more. "Thanks for the pills. You're right that I'm going to need them. Let everyone know if they're hungry we got Spagettios, or if they want something else there is a burner in here that works for now."

When he said they needed to talk later privately Kat tried furiously not the blush. She had worked hard to be a bitch and this man could turn her into a swooning female with a few words. Damn him.
Getting a coffee mug, she started scooping out Spagettios. She handed one cup to Erin and picked up Grace, sitting her on the counter and blowing on spoonfuls of the soup to feed her with. Grace, true to form, immediately started putting her fingers in her mouth, getting them dirty and them touching mommy's face, giggling at making mommy's face dirty.
Kat smiled indulgently. It was hard to get mad at the little monkey.