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In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Farim

Location: Sorian Beach
Time: Morning of the 23rd
Mentions: Charlotte @princess, Olivia @potter, Lorenzo @FunnyGuy, Ariella @Tpartywithzombi, Dali @Ojo chan 42, and Dr. John @Conscripts


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Farim took note of the general atmosphere as he played his quick little game with Charlotte. The woman seemed a bit shy, and albeit he definitely pushed the normal acceptable social distance for having only met her twice now. He took the hint and scooched just a smidge furhter to give her a sense of ease. He was a flirt but he had compassion for treating women properly when he could. His immediate focus went towards Lorenzo, who spoke of another more promiscuous beach. Farim shined a smirk his direction, althought through his closed eyelids Lorenzo would likely not see it. The thought of suits even more revealing than what he had chosen or what others had chosen was certainly interesting, but he wouldn't let his mind wander too far into indency so early in the morning.

"Well that is an exotic idea, Lord Lorenzo. Maybe someday we can go work on our tan together there, hmm?" He jested in friendly banter towards the Duke. He spoke of fine white sand and bountiful coconut trees, a proper tropical paradise if Farim had ever heard of one. Definitely worth at least a courtesy visit. His curiosity about the place and its revelance to them had been immediately answered by Charlotte. "Well now that is certainly good to know. Do you often get home sick when you visit here by chance?" Her mannerisms were not lost on him as she twirled her hair and nervously spoke of something other than the fact he was practically breathing her air a second ago. He held back a chuckle, finding the woman quite the fun person to tease and socialize with.

The pleasantries continued as the nice woman who was friends with Charlotte spoke to him in sweet words, complimenting his appearance and inquiring about his home. He smiled wide enough to have his eyes close partially as he bashfully talked about his homeland. "Well you certainly are the flattering one. I do believe a lot of people from where I come from are hailed as 'exotic' so people love to stare at us like we stare at stars in the night sky. I will let you all judge whether I am the exception or the rule." He winked in Olivia's direction. "As for my home, the heat is much less pleasant than here I am afraid. With rolling hills made of sand that stretch as far as the horizon can go. On a clear day you could see for miles and see nothing but mixtures of yellow, red, and orange." A brief pause ensued, with Farim realizing he wasn't doing much justice for his homeland. "But! The beauties between the dunes are the ones that make the journey so worth it. Oasis sanctuaries with plenty of water and trees to offer shade from the pulsing heat of the sun, and caves that appear from almost nowhere and lead to sparkling gem-encrusted caverns that pull the attention of many coveting tradesmen like myself."

As he continued talking about his homeland, he would share distinct facts and opinions about the cities, the state of the commonfolk, how trades are in his land and what interests him. He did not spend too long, and would give them plenty of time to interject and ask as needed. Farim's body shifted back as he leaned on his hands and appreciated the view of the people and the beach around him. In the distance he swore he could see what looked like a seaweed covered man being assaulted at first but then hugged by some blonde haired woman with different colored eyes. Farim even spotted a few interesting pairs, far off he saw Ariella with his brother Dali and he sported a quick smirk. There was also a gentleman in a rather interesting choice of clothes. He swore the man could suffer heat stroke any minute but he figured anyone who dressed like that in this heat knew what they were about, so he wouldn't judge.

In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Drake



Attire: Coat/Shirt, Pants, and Shoes
Time: Morning of 23rd
Location: Castle Gardees
Mentions: Sadie, @Potter Alexander, and Lianna @FunnyGuy



The mention of Lianna's lost sight did cause a look of concern to come across Drake's face. For someone with no use of one of her senses, she seemed rather comfortable in her setting. Obviously the errant twitch or sudden outburst would be due cause for alarm. Something like a loud trumpet blarin- BBRRRRRRRRPRPPPP. As if on cue with his mental train of thought, a sudden burst of noise came from the prince and Drake couldn't help but slightly wince at the preceedings. Wasn't this supposed to be a regal and relaxing event? Why is so much happening? Drake at least appreciated the addition of some more sweets as he noticed more guests flooding into the main area.

Turning his attention elsewhere, he motioned towards Alexander. "The dinner last night was truly that bit of marvel? It would seem many events are turning more...exciting than expected nowadays." There was a pause as he took a brief sip of his tea. "But no matter, I appreciate your compliments, Sir Deacon. I do like to keep my ground when things get shakey. Best to be on solid footing when defending oneself."

His body shifted to direct itself towards Sadie, who had just excitedly inquired about Drake's possible attendance to this masquerade. He already had plans to go but to hear that she would go as well made him rather excited. He flashed a charismatic smile to ease her possible worries before taking her hand in his. "I would be delighted to go, especially if you plan to attend, Princess Camilia." His voice dropped a little low, as if to flare a hint of charm in his speech. "And thank you for such kind words. I will make sure to heed both yours and Sir Deacons advice." His voice returned to its usual cadence, and his gaze once again met Alexander's.

"Well I do appreciate your company, Sir. I do not wish to keep you any longer than you'd like, but if there is anything else you'd like to discuss before you take your leave I am more than happy to share some more words." He would give the man some due time, and he didn't want to outwardly shoo him away, but there was a part of him that wanted to enjoy some of his time with Sadie. He had a feeling at the party it might even be more chaotic than it is here so whatever social time he could spend with her he would gladly secure. Yet all the same, Alexander was not rude nor would Drake try to usher him out like an unwanted puppy. If anything he was curious if Alexander had any other notions to approach aside from complimenting the two of them. He kept a friendly smile on while gently holding Sadie's hand aloft until he would feel it pull away, then he would separate his fingers and let the Princess' hand return to its resting position should she choose to.
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Farim

Location: Sorian Beach
Time: Morning of 23rd
Mentions:Charlotte @princess, Olivia @potter, and Lorenzo @FunnyGuy


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Farim paid attention to the trio as they shifted and reacted to his presence. His smile stayed wide, but his eyesbrows instinctively raised at Lorenzo's initial statements. He couldn't help but chuckle lightly as he waved his hand over the sun. "Trust me, Sir. There is no blocking the almighty sun. But I shall keep note to not give you too much shade this fine day. I hope you end up as bronze as myself by the end of the morning." He stepped around him, before hearing him ask about if anymore of "him" would be coming. He turned around and placed his hands on either hip before smirking. "I do not know, Sir Duke. Are any more of you coming?" His quip wasn't meant to be harsh, only to imply that such a question was rather silly. "I am not tied to the hips of my other family members but if you are scared of them...I shall run, how you say....interference." He laughed lightly and turned to look at Charlotte, who was flashing a rather cute smile and handing him a well made sandwhich.

With an elegant bending of the knee, and a crossing of his legs, he sat right next to Charlotte as he took the sandwhich from her hand. He took a rather eager bite as the various ingredients filled his mouth. He closed his eyes and relished in the blending of bread, meats, cheese, and veggies. With his other hand he gave an enthusiastic thumbs up and swalloed the chunk of sandwhich, turning to speak to her. "That was simply deli-oh!" Not realizing how close he got, he was mere inches from her face before his eyelids lowered and a smirk pulled on the corner of his mouth. "My apologies. Personal space is a big thing here I presume." He pushed himself only a mere inch away from her to give her some breathing room, but he wouldn't be surprised if she moved to look for more room for herself. He took another big bite of the sandwhich, the pure joy evident on his face as he savored the flavor. "This really is a nice sandwhich, Charlotte."

Leaning forward, he looked at this new friend of his, Olivia, and held his half-eaten sandwhich up. "Miss Livvy, I implore you to try one of these." He realized her bow was not met with one of his own, so from his seated position he gave a bow with the top half of his body, still likely pushing into Charlotte's bubble without meaning to impeded for too long. "I like your beach here. It reminds a little of home but with nice water instead of neverending dunes." He chomped another chunk of his meal and quickly swallowed it before addressing the group as a whole. "Do you all often come out here?"

In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Drake



Attire: Coat/Shirt, Pants, and Shoes
Time: Morning of 23rd
Location: Castle Gardees
Mentions: Sadie, @Potter Alexander, and Lianna @FunnyGuy



Drake's posture took a more relaxed turn as he noticed Sadie had begun to feel better about the situation. Truthfully it wasn't worth getting riled up over the opinion of someone he did not even know, but for her to face such scrutiny was something he wouldn't abide by. Sadie had only made a small mistake, something everyone was guilty of at some point in their lives. He took a sip of his tea as the help continued assisting Sadie with her requests, prompting him to smile sweetly at them interacting. She seemed abuzz with bright joy now that the awkward scenario had come and gone. Seeing her pause mid-bite of her pastry was rather adorable to him. Despite all of her antics she simply had this picture perfect way of catching the light in a way that was magnificent. Truly he was blessed to be in her company.

The sound of footsteps quickly shook him from his borderline unattentive state as he noticed the man from earlier approach and introduce himself. Again? I sure hope I haven't met this person and simply forgotten. How terribly uncouth of me. He nodded in agreement, standing to meet the man and offering a firm handshake. He would sit back down shortly after as Alexander commented on the previous altercation and how she should be recognized for her high standing. "You sir, have a keen eye. She certainly is worthy of all the praise in my honest opinion. Thankfully the whole foobar is behind us and it seems they are minding their own for now." His tone was somewhat hushed, no wanting to call their attention once more as they continued the conversation.

He took a look towards the table he strolled from and began to piece together who this couple was, if only vaguely. He recalled a few names showing up in some guest lists of posh events he had been a part of. The Deacons. He wasn't entirely sure about who they were and what their standing was in terms of etiquette but so far the Alexander gentleman had provene to be rather personable. He motioned towards the woman and looked up towards Alexander. "I apologize if my earlier outburst seemed bold to either of you. I wished to speak my mind but shall refrain from being outright belligerent. Is Mrs. Deacon doing well?" He asked with an equally platonic expression adorning his face. As he began to ask, he couldn't help but notice Sadie's gaze and subsequent excitement at the newest guest to enter the gardens. A well-dressed woman he believed to also be of Varian nobility. He took note of the rather large and prominent man she was with, and wondered if that was the Count Sebastian he had heard of. His eyes remained locked with Alexander's, but his mind buzzed every so slightly with questions.

It would seem this event is going to be a rather large gathering after all.
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Drake



Attire: Coat/Shirt, Pants, and Shoes
Time: Morning of 23rd
Location: Edwards Estate -> Castle Gardees
Mentions: Sadie, @Potter Alexander, and Lianna @FunnyGuy



Drake had enjoyed his rather nice tea, taking small sips as he observed the gardens around him. He couldn't help but notice the eyeing gaze of the Deacons who had previously greeted, and wondered if perhaps they were looking to interact with him. Nonetheless he would give them some space for now, as it would be rude to simply rush them first thing. Not to mention, he had a very important guest he was still waiting to entertain. He smiled and thought wholeheartedly about her once again, thinking back to their little meeting. Almost on cue, Sadie then appeared in the gardens and his head swiveled almost too quickly as he heard the voices of her and her entourage. Like something out of a movie he noticed her ensemble and the way she carried herself. What a work of art that woman is.

The cinematic experience took a turn however as she tripped on the carelessly laid out dress of some random woman. Drake hadn't the faintest idea who she even was, but the overall tone as the table scorned her prompted his fingers to clasp together for a moment, holding back an immediate remark. He stood up and moved a chair out for Sadie as she dejectedly approached. His hand reached into his breast pocket, pulling out a small handkerchief and handing it to her. "Of course, Princess Camilia. I'm always happy to have your company. Here have this to help wipe off any excess dirt." His gaze shifted to the table that laughed at his date, and he couldn't help it as they all seemed so pleased with themselves. Putting down a woman who had done them no wrong, shame on them. "I also would like to apologize. Some people seem to forget themselves around here and leave their overpriced, gaudy, and frankly poorly colored clothing out on the grass like animals. I sure hope everyone else knows to tuck their dress and coat-tails like proper ladies and gentlemen. But I suppose they'll let anyone into these events nowadays...."

His words weren't direct, but they may as well have been. He shot the table another look, daring them to say further after they had already been publically shushed once. Once the words were traded, he softened his expression and sat across from Sadie. He took a moment to hold her hand, the very intricate cloth surrounding her skin catching his eye. "I sure hope you have had a good morning aside from that little exchange. I'll do my best to make the rest of this event a good one for you, dear Princess. He took a moment to wave at a nearby butler who had a pot of tea ready to be served. "Miss Camilia, would you like some tea or perhaps a few pastries of some sort? I believe this right here is a chilled sweet tea but please if your palette requires anything else I am happy to retreive it for you." The butler eagerly awaited her request while Drake softly stroked the back of her palm with his thumb, simply lost in the look of this woman, but wouldn't hold on tightly should she wish to free her hand from his gentle grasp.
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Drake



Attire: Coat/Shirt, Pants, and Shoes
Time: 11pm -> Morning of 23rd
Location: Edwards Estate -> Castle Gardees
Mentions: Ariella @Tpartywithzombi, Kazumin @samreaper, Sadie, @Potter Alexander, and Lianna @FunnyGuy



Drake had spent the rest of the 21st in his study before retiring to bed. He had alot to think about over the confrontation. How to protect his sister, not only from his family but from herself. She would likely do something else to upset mother in their never-ending battle for who is right and who is wrong. Drake of course saw his sister as the more reasonable as the pair, but that did not stop Victoria Edwards from exacting any kind of tyrrannical parenting she was capable of onto her poor daughter. With a shot of brandy to calm his nerves, Drake made for his chambers and lay to rest for his day to come.



On the fine day fo the 23rd, Drake arose from bed with a long stretch and an ethusiastic yawn. He grabbed the paper neatly folded and placed onto his nightstand and reviewed the recent happenings. Nothing much caught his eye other than the strange drawing along the front. He found it distasteful, but with tabloids that was almost par for the course. He stood up, wandered to his wardrobe and began to pick out his outfit for the day. A brief look at the events and he already had it set in stone where he would be lurking. Firstly, the tea party in the gardens that Princess Sadie had invited him too would be a great start to his day. Secondly, the masquerade party was something he had been pining to attend. A night socializing and getting away from the usual hum-drum of the day's busy-work was something he could desperately use.

A quick carriage ride and Drake found himself standing at the entrance to the esteemed Castle Gardens. The day's weather simply was too good to pass up such an event. The blessed sound of strings plucked in the distance beckoned him inside the garden. He took a moment to close his eyes and simply take in the atmosphere, but before too long he began his paces into the seating area. He gazed up at the statues of the King and the various ancestors. For a moment he thought to himself If King Edin is nothing else, he at least knows how to make a regal setting. Something to set our noble minds at ease I assume. He hid a chuckle beneath a sligt smile and took note of who all had begun to enter. He noticed two particularly interesting individuals he barely recognized, Alexendar and Lianna Deacon he believed to be their names. They of course had quite the getups for such an occasion, and Drake would offer a courteous wave to the pair as he wandered to find his own area to sit in.

He took his seat at a table with a few chairs and decided to make himself at home, fetching himself a pot of tea beforehand with a few biscuits laid out near the chocolate fountain. The instruments continued to serenade Drake while he took small sips of his tea. It was a decadent lemon tea that held a refreshing taste to it. The tea was hot, just as he liked it, and he continued eyeing up those who would approach and offer a friendly greeting their way. He made no moves to turn anyone away but certainly didn't move from his graceful spot for the time being, soaking in the ambience and properly enjoying this organized and well-thought out gathering.
In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Farim

Location: Sorian Beach Bonanza
Time: Morning
Mentions: Charlotte,@princess Lorenzo,@FunnyGuy Olivia,@potter and Ruby@SausagePat


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The following day, Farim awoke to see a neatly wrapped newspaper sitting in front of his door. He smiled and immediately began to pour over its contents. He chuckled at the very on brand compliment for himself and his cousin Munir. It would seem the lades do indeed love a little exotic spice in their life. This line of thought continued as Farim spotted the ad for the beach bonanza. He nodded in agreement with his own mind as an idea began to form. He turned to his wardrobe and looked through its contents to procure a particular swim suit he felt would definitely draw some eyes. A short yet slightly maniacal chuckle separated his lips as he changed into the not-so-appropriate clothing. He knew he had to make good impressions, but he could still have a little fun here and there while he had the chance. He slipped on some fancy woven flip-flops of his with a simple beige color and made his way to the nearest carriage by the stables for his trip to the beach.

As the driver pulled up and Farim stepped out into the bright sun, the first thing people would notice is his lack of headwear. Farim almost always kept something to cover his hair, almost out of force of habit at this point. But here at this place, with the rumored "lax" swimsuit attire that King Edin himself approved, Farim decided to go all out himself. He carried with himself a small bag with a simple lunch and a deep blue towel draped over his shoulder. His head scanned along the shoreline until he spotted a particular group of individuals he almost immediately recognized. He kicked off his footwear and reached down to grab them in his free hand before briskly walking over to the group.

The music filling the air filled his footsteps with an infectious rhythm. He couldn't help but shimmy along the sand as his toes sank between the grains. This atmosphere had a nostalgic feeling to it, something like springtime back home when the oppressive desert heat would yet be revealed to Alidasht. Approaching the Vikenas as well as a woman whom Farim had not yet met. He smiled at the trio and planted his feet, looking at each of them and noting their various attires.

"Well well well, some among you here look rather familiar. But all three of you are fine looking folks in your swimwear if I may say so. I rather enjoy Sir Lorenzo's bold choice of attire here. Lady Charlotte you are of course a gem to look at, with your well tailored dress. It really matches your body well. And to you third unknown mistress, it sure is nice to meet you. My name is Farim, and I must say your hair and dress are both quite gorgeous. If you all are wanting extra company, may I perhaps join you for a while? The sun is rather good today." Farim laid on his honeyed words while talking to the group, keeping himself ready to either join or move on should they request privacy.


In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay

Farim

Location: Sultan's Chambers -> Farim's Chambers
Time: 8pm
Mentions: Sultan, Hafiz, Anastasia @princess, Nahir @Rodiak, Ariella @Tpartywithzombi, Dali @Ojo chan 42


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Farim entered the Sultan's room as requested at the hour, finding Nahir likely to be sat there and his ever loving father present. A slight scowl had adorned his face, but this was not to Farim's surprise. Likely there was some inconsequential thing that Hafiz found distasteful and he would make it his mission to give Farim hell to pay for it. But for now his attention was reserved for someone far more important. He couldn't help but feel anxious at what the Sultan would have for him, and he took the chance to bow before him and take a seat next to his cousin.

"Your Radiance." He greeted.

Then the Sultan spoke of his pride for him. To hear this praise was a welcome change of pace. For a few moments it felt as if he was speaking with his uncle rather than the ruler of Alidasht. He made some firm points, to which Farim would nod in agreement. Hafiz's glare would be everpresent as the mention of a potential partner came up, and Farim couldn't help but think on what exactly entails an ideal partner for him. Sultan Raif made it abundantly clear that he couldn't just pick any person here for potential courting, but someone that would fit with his role as a potential world leader. He felt the notion to be a touch on the nose and pragmatic, but he still kept a postiive demeanor for the time being. Such a big choice could hardly be made in a day.

As the group spoke amongst one another, whatever it is they would share between one another, Farim would make sure to end the night with another bow followed by his usual cadence of respect and tactful words. "Your Radiance I shall not overlook such praise. I am deeply humbled by your words and will consider them deeply in the days to come. I hope I can do you and our family proud." He would ignore any remarks from his dad and proceed to walk out of the room once dismissed. If he were to pass by Nahir on the way outside the chambers, once they had gained some distance from the doors, he would give a much more casual and friendly grin her way before they parted to their rooms.

"For what it's worth. I appreciate how you handled yourself at dinner. As much as this whole 'race for the throne' is between us, I hope we can still remain close as a family regardless of outcome. If you were chosen I want you to know I would give you my support in any way I could." He turned to face Nahir and pulled the cloth turban constantly protecting his head off, showing the brown curly locks that would likely be still wet with product. He tucked the headpiece under his arm and looked at Nahir. "No matter what may happen, even if something violent like the dinner. Whatever you or Mayet or whomever may say I still consider you all family. Tisbah ‘ala khayr (Good night) my cousin." He would pause for her to say or do whatever she may in response and then head into his chambers for the evening.

Once inside, Farim began to change into more comfortable clothing fitting for someone resting for the evening. His simple white cloth robes were smooth to the touch, expertly woven by one of the more finer artisans from back home. He made sure to stride over to Thara, petting her along her head and giving a single kiss along her beak. She would coo softly and ruffle her wings, clearly tired from the days activities. He put together an arrangement of hookah nearby, cleaning off his pipe, nozzle, and preparing a well-woven batch of herbs from his brother Dali. Tonight had been stressful, and for just a few moments Farim needed to take the edge off his stress and worries.



After a moderate session of smoking and reflection, Farim disposed of the pipe water and used leaves into a nearby bucket. He placed it outside his door for a servant to come pick up later on in the evening or early morning. His eyes were slightly reddened from the rather potent arrangement his brother had made. He couldn't help but silently giggle to himself as he continued rattling possibilities of futures in his head. For once, he felt like he had many paths to choose, but he knew to watch himself as best he could. Because he knew there was always a certain someone watching his every move.


In Avalia → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Bardulf



Time: Morning
Location: Southwest of Roshmi City
Interaction: Brigitte @Tae, Mister Luum @FunnyGuy, Rue @Potter, Bowyn @Helo, and Zeva @Pink Khione



Bardulf took the various reactions in, and couldn't help but let out a slight sigh. He had only been here a week and was already causing problems. Even Rue's Pegasus seemed annoyed with him, and he had grown fond of the creature in the coming days. His gaze shifted downward for a few moments in reflection of the past few events. He did indeed let his emotions get the better of him, and frankly had no idea just how dangerous that would prove to be. Here, now more than ever, he would simply need to hide who he was. He had let a bit of his more savage side slip out, as he always had in the past, and yet again he was proven right that he would struggle to fit in no matter where he went. Yet his clouded mind seemed to settle as he felt the tight embrace of Rue. Even here in this imaginary world there seemed to be people willing to tolerate and protect him. This feeling of acceptance brought joy to his heart and his arms wrapped around Rue for a few moments while his head sunk into her shoulders.

His head tilted back up, and a slight level of dew rose in them to those who may be perceptive. He blinked away the oncoming tears and shook off his depressive self-depricating thoughts. His mind had a habit of breaking him down cruelly and letting that happen unabated could result in more trouble for his new friends. The realty of what was to come seeped into him and he would need to grin and bear any troubles that came his way. Any wayward emotions would need to be cast to the side, even if he became a husk devoid of anything human by the end of this journey. If it would keep his new "pack" safe, it was a small price to pay.

"I...am sorry. Won't happen again." His voice shook slightly but he finally returned to his more stoic posture and expressions, stepping back from the embrace and making sure to hide his face beneath his cowl with a few extra adjustments and fidgets. His neck turned to face his gaze to the new elf they had just met, who seemed bewildered with the events that occurred. "I can talk more of it when we are safe, but I think for now I need to....process some things.

"I don't think you would accept 'natural causes' to be an explanation of that?" He innocently suggested. "Also, maybe we should, uhm, move along before too many people come to look at what happened. All that magic might have made a lot of noise...." He nervously coughed at the end of his sentence and stepped to the side to let the others lead the way.


In 🗡 Roses and Daggers 🎕 → 3 yrs ago Forum: Casual Roleplay
Drake, Ariella & The Edwards



As the two entered the carriage, Drake would knock twice on the wall behind him, signaling the driver to go. He let loose a quiet sigh and placed a hand on Ariella’s knee. ”I am sorry, Ari. The two of them quite literally ordered me to come find you. Before we make it back to the house, what have you done that may have gotten them riled up like this? Perhaps there is a way to circumvent the lecture this time.”

Ariella leaned against the back of the carriage, She held her hands together in her lap as she shrugged, “Who knows...maybe I got mud on the carpet again.” She let out a long sigh as her head tilted back against the carriage, “ How embarrassing... Do you know that he may be the future sultan, and now he’ll remember me as the girl whose brother took her home to get yelled at.”She groaned and buried her face in her hands.

Drake felt a tinge of regret in the back of his mind. Perhaps he had been too rash. In his momentary lapse of judgment, he embarrassed his beloved sister. But the man’s reaction was not one of discomfort, rather it was one of either resolve or determination. As if he was trying to read Drake’s intent and character from a brief glance. He was certainly an interesting individual.

” Future Sultan you say? Well, I’m sure a man carrying such a title would have the patience and understanding that a world leader has. He definitely seemed more concerned with your safety than the fact that you were being rushed home.” Drake silently applauded his sister’s taste in men, at least that one. ” Aside from simply slinging mud, did you do anything in those woods? They say you were with a man. Was this the future sultan you were with or someone else?”

Ariella's eyes widened, “ A man!?” she asked “ In the woods? “ she shook her head with an exaggerated movement. “ No I was down at the Tavern with Farim and Princess Anastasia”

Drake could only raise an eyebrow. ”But you said earlier you tracked mud onto the carpet…Would that have been from the tavern?” His arms crossed as he let out a slight sigh.

Ariella took a deep breath ” Because…I fell in the mud, getting in the carriage.” She looked at Drake, clearly a terrible liar.

Drake leaned in and couldn’t help but smirk a little at his sister’s adorable attempt at subterfuge. ”Ari. I know when you are fibbing. We don’t have much time and if we are to try and curb our parents' wrath I think it best if we do it together and get some form of story together. I really am trying to help you, sister.”

Ari sighed heavily, “ I was with Prince Callum. I had gone for some drinks and ran into him there and I had invited him to come see the little place in the woods and that was it. I came home an hour before Dinner and got changed for supper.” She looked at her brother, “ Nothing happened if that is what they were worried about, I was just showing him the woods.” She said her face show just how nervous she was.

If his face would show anything, it would be utter shock at first. ”Prince…Callum? Like Danrose Callum? One of the three royal princes of our kingdom? First a future sultan then a potential king. Your tastes are certainly bold sister…” He realized he’d have his work cut out for him if he was going to watch over her in the way that he had done since she had come of age. ”We will address that later. For now, is there anything in those woods that would be cause for alarm? Maybe some weird art you drew or perhaps a diary of some sort that Mother would be livid to see?” Drake rattled off ideas, looking nervously out the window as their destination was not too far off.

Ari smiled awkwardly. “ You make it sound like something scandalous that a prince would be interested in spending time with me.” she said crossing her arms, “Plus it's not like that, he was interested in seeing the woods I told him about at the prince's court. But no, I do not think that there was anything about here. Maybe a bunch of novels, various mythology books..romance novels.. different flowers, and Twiggs that I found around. “ Except that was where she kept her book… “ Why are they spying on me anyways, I’ve never done anything remotely wrong but enjoy nature and the woods. I could be going to strange parties and getting high off various plants but no... I'm just enjoying the outdoors... Why am I being questioned over it.” Her tone grew more annoyed.

All he could offer at the moment was a shrug and a confused glance. ”You know Mother. When she fixates, she truly does not let it go. Perhaps it was a string of occurrences that made her jump to conclusions. But whatever it is they found you must deny it. I think trying to say you were ‘just enjoying the outdoors’ would only spur them on further. But I like the approach of you simply showing Prince Danrose around the estate. Perhaps as part of the ‘tour’ he asked to see the more overgrown areas of our property. That might work….” The carriage turned a particular corner and Drake took another look out, as time seemed to be rapidly waning. A slight click of his tongue signaled his frustration that they couldn’t discuss this further. ”I know you are terrible at lying, but just convince yourself that you do not know what any twigs or flowers or roots or books or art or whatever it is they found. I will think of something…”

He opened the carriage door and stepped down, offering her his hand to help her out. He walked side by side with her to the doorway and opened it for her, quickly yet softly closing the door behind them. The foyer they entered was rather well lit for this time of night, and the sight of a very angry-looking Victoria and bewildered Gideon Edwards would only further exemplify just how serious these two were about this ‘meeting’.

Ariella accepted his hand and moved out of the carriage, she stepped out onto the gravel as she felt a bit of nerves building up. She clearly was about to enter into a potential warzone, and something told her she wasn’t going to leave unscathed.

She walked into the lobby, gripping her brother's arm for dear life before letting go. “ Father… Mother Has someone died? They must have in order to embarrass me like that in front of an Alidasht royal,” she said in a snappy tone.

"About time you returned.” The duchess was seated in the foyer, a servant girl standing at her side wielding a giant lace fan. She waved the girl off as she rose up from her seat, her gold gown shimmering under the chandelier light with each movement. “We’ll all go to the drawing room.” Victoria said simply and coldly, dismissive of her daughter’s complaint.

As their mother made her way into the next room, Duke Gideon pushed off the wall and approached Ariella. He lightly touched her shoulder with a warm smile. “I am glad you’re alright dear… We have no intention of embarrassing you. I apologize sincerely.” His gaze slid to Drake questioningly, “...I hope you did not make a scene, son.”

Ariella’s face softened with her father's touch. She wished so badly it was just them. Life would be much simpler. Let out a defeated sigh “ No, Drake was … Drake. It's just hard when you’re being summoned by your parents in a very stern tone while you're on a stroll with a potential suitor...Now the possible future sultan will just think of me as some puppy with her tail between her legs.” She groaned as she started to head towards the drawing room. Walking inside she took a seat across from her mother who still held a burning look at Ariella.

Drake sighed as he looked his father in the eyes. ”It was a matter of importance, so I treated it thusly. The man seemed rather respectable of the notion and I did my best to make the notion as vague as possible. I simply said there was a family emergency and left it at.” He began to walk towards the drawing room, stepping beside his father and ushering a whisper. ”Please tell me everything's okay. What in gods name did you all find that made you feel the need to meet this late?”

“ We found various items in the woods where Ariella snuck off to that could imply that she has intentions of affiliating with the occult.” Duke Gideon got straight to the point, and addressed both of them instead of just Drake. “Considering it was an outsider who saw Ariella go into the woods with that man, we are concerned about anything getting out or twisted as we know-” Gideon began, intending to express his unwavering belief in Ariella's innocence, but his wife interrupted, unable to contain herself.

"Oh please we don’t know anything.” Victoria retorted dismissively. She had been sitting down at the table when the two had walked in. She turned her body to point a finger at Ariella,hazel eyes filled with fury, "Listen here, Ariella. You are lucky to be a part of this family. If you're going to be an Edwards, then you need to start acting like it. You are the daughter of the Duke and Duchess of Soralia. We are directly under the King and Queen. Do you know... Do you know how important we are? How important I am? You're an Edwards and you're going to start acting like one."

She rose up to her feet. “That means no running in the woods with men and collecting chunks of hair or keeping insane diaries about plants. Oh. And.. It means wearing shoes. “

Duke Gideon sighed patiently, “Let me handle this, dear. Please, feel free to retire for the rest of the night and relax.” Victoria simply glared and folded her arms.

He turned his attention to his daughter and gently greeted her, “Sweetheart. “ Gideon gave her a moment to think before adding, “We found your journals and trinkets in the woods. We also know you snuck off to the woods with someone today. We are concerned and would like you to tell us what these items are and who you snuck off with.”

Ariella stared in disbelief at her parents. Her mother's reaction was to be expected, however, it was still just as frustrating. Her father stepped in a little too late, Ariella's blood was already starting to boil. She took a long inhale of air as she let it out slowly trying to calm herself.

“There is nothing to be concerned about, I promise.” she said, “I keep a small library there, I like to read. A person I briefly met at the tavern overheard me discussing some of my favorite authors and was interested in exchanging some books. I offered a tour around the building and showed him where my books were. The little items you found were just rocks and foliage I thought were pretty. I like drawing.” she shrugged “ I don't understand why you are both freaking out. Yes, I was barefoot, the rocks are slippery and my heel would break. I didn’t want to break the beautiful shoes you bought me, Mother.”

Ariella lied through her teeth, mainly to protect Callum. Although his name would likely make her mother shut up, she didn’t want his name associated with her space. She needed to keep him as far away as she could from them even suspecting a thing.

“Going off alone in the woods where no one can find you is dangerous, Ariella... I am uncomfortable with it. The Damien Estate was just attacked today and there are criminals in the city. “

Drake looked on as the three of them began to argue. He knew this was coming, but still felt a slight migraine creeping on the edge of his psyche. For now, his expression remained calm and calculating. He thought of ways to provide any leeway and leverage for his sister, but found very little. He was at least happy she was giving them the story that they talked about on the way in. But that’s when an idea came into his mind. ”So the books and art pieces are a simple collection. Do we even know these items are occult related? What exactly was concerning the things you both found?” He wasn’t sure what exactly they found, nor the nature of their concern, so perhaps prodding the situations carefully would give him an edge to help his sister.

“ We don’t know that, but some of them were strange. A book of plants, twigs with flower wrapped around it, human hair… It could look strange to some.” Gideon explained to Drake. “Even if it was innocent…” He leaned in to whisper, “The kingdom guards are paranoid about magic use... We have to be careful.”

“A library in the woods when there’s a library in the city? Ridiculous.” Victoria scoffed, “Plus, what would a noble lady be doing in a library or with a book in the first place? There’s a reason those stuffy Damien girls and deranged Vikena girl all do not have any suitors. Girls who spend their time on looks instead of their nose stuck in a book are going to be the ones who win the game.”

Ariella rolled her eyes, “ Wow a woman who enjoys educating her mind. Fancy that. “ She scoffed, crossing her arms against her chest as she sat back in the chair, “ Perhaps their more educated minds are simply settling for the first man that offers her attention.” she sighed heavily, “ I understand it looks strange without any context behind the matter, but I just told you. I enjoy drawing, I was documenting the different types of plants I found around. Have you never seen a herbology book? It's used for medicine and cooking, teas… And again the twigs were just pretty things I found to decorate my little place. The human hair you say is just my own, it got stuck in some branches when I was looking at some plants. So I cut it off, just wasn’t sure what to do with it. “ She let out an exaggerated sigh “ The two of you certainly could create the most interesting tales the way your minds wander.”

Ariella started to realize just how serious this situation was. With Callum having been at her place, and all the magic-infused items not to mention the book that she had left there. She was going to need to find a way to fix this, she wasn’t going to let this kingdom's largest mouthpiece run around claiming all these tales. Perhaps a spell she could use. She would need to go there at night. She also would need to be more careful.

“Father,” she said turning her attention to him, her large eyes looking at him with sadness “ I swear there was nothing going on, You cannot allow me to not enjoy what I enjoy, it will be torture.” she leaned forward. “ Have I ever done anything to cause worry? I went to all my studies, I learned about all the latest fashions, I come home on time and put in the effort that mother insists. I just had dinner with the sultan and his family for crying out loud. My best friend is the daughter of the king and I have been nothing but good. Sometimes I like to just relax with my shoes off in the woods. Don’t you do something you enjoy? Smoking cigars in your office…enjoying a strong drink after a long day… this is just mine, Father.” she looked at him with a pleading expression “ Please believe me, I would never do anything to insult you or your name. “ she shot a dirty look at her mother “ Even though I am constantly being reminded how much of a failure of a daughter I am to you “ she turned her attention back to her father “ I really am trying my best. I know I don't have any potential suitors yet, but the courting season has only just started. “ xher face turned into a sad expression of defeat as she tried to lay on the innocent daughter act.

Drake did his best to hide the disapproval in his body language and soon his tone. This all seemed rather far fetched in his mind. Another excuse for his parents to be worried or frustrated with her. ”Well I for one enjoy a learned woman myself. Makes for far more involved conversation. And to further attest for her she really was in the process of establishing relations with a rather personable man.” Drake chose to ignore the comments of the other women. His opinion of them was on the positive side, but that was because he didn’t buy into any of the tabloids and gossip like his mother.

”Also I can’t remember the last time I used the public library. I prefer a private study as well. I believe I remember lending a botanist journal to Ariella the other day. So far I think this all might be one giant misconception, but feel free to digress.” His manner was calm, and the little white lie he sprinkled in there was hopefully one that his parents wouldn’t catch on. His tone carried no hint of nervousness or worry, but he still took great care in observing their reactions as he and Ari wove their little tale together.

“Ariella stop the melodramatics.” The Duchess finally declared with a sassy eyeroll. She was secretly interested in hearing more about the dinner with the sultan, but she wouldn’t give Ariella that satisfaction. She’d wait on that. “...You’ll be just fine if you stop obsessing over writing about leaves in a book and sitting around in the woods while bugs crawl on your skirt.” Her gaze intensified. “You need to let go of this sick hobby before you tarnish my reputation…”

Angrily, she moved to the doorway, but couldn’t resist turning around for one final remark, “Drake, Ariella, from this moment forward, we’re doing things the way I want them. No. more. woods.“ With that, she left Gideon to deal with the two pests.

Gideon sighed. He moved to hug Ariella, rubbing her back comfortingly. “My dear Ariella.” He began with a tone etched with warmth and reassurance. “I’m proud of you. Your intelligence and your passion makes me so proud. I understand you enjoy this pastime and your love for nature. I, too, find fascination in the like… I believe you and I believe you come forward every day with nothing with good intentions.” He let go and brushed hair from her eyes with a steady hand. “Your mother and I may have different opinions on how you should act and how you should behave, but I want you to know I trust your judgment. That is not why I asked you here. You’re an adult capable of discerning right from wrong. I am here only with love.” He gave her a warm smile that gradually faded into a more serious expression.

“But… I need you to remember that not everyone is as kind as you are, my little flower. You have to be careful with how they perceive you. I won’t ask you to abandon your passions, but I need you to exercise more caution and discretion, for the sake of our family and for the sake of your safety… Can you promise me that?”

Ariella's eyes narrowed in a serious expression. She looked at her father, discretion … she was being cautious even now. However, her sanctuary was no longer a safe place and she would find a way to make it safe once again. It would be a shame if her mother and father simply forgot this conversation even happened. Her brother wouldn’t dare say or do anything to put Ariella in a position but perhaps she also needed to be cautious there. Drake had his own agenda and was too much like their father.

“ I promise,” she said plainly. She would put on an act, wear fancy outfits, and attend parties… but in her own time, she would start to learn, and learn more magic so no one could cage her again. She knew the perfect person to reach out too.

Drake’s cold demeanor only seemed to be exasperated by his mother. He turned towards where she had left and began to start a retort, but ultimately found it fruitless. ”Blanket statements and commands are unbecoming of you dear mother.” He spoke under his breath and sighed before turning to the other two.

There was something about the way Ariella spoke and acted towards their father that seemed off. He could tell she had something going in behind those innocent eyes. This truly felt like a game of subterfuge and deceit, as was the case with all noble families nowadays. He nudged back any suspicions he had for now and finally directly spoke to them both.

”With all due respect. She is not 12, and neither are we. Weak rumors and whispers in the dark so not dismantle a family nor its titles. You and I both see to that daily.” He paused before lowering his voice and stepping beside him, merely a whisper coming from his lips. ”The more you alienate her, the sooner she will stop being your daughter and will simply be Ariella.” Stepping back, his body turned to look at his sister.

”Well my lovely evening has become a bit of a wash. I’m sorry dear sister for all the trouble. If it means anything I doubt you were up to anything nefarious. For now I think I will retire to my study. The door is open if either of you wish to have further word.” With that he took long and slow strides across the tiled floor and the echoing clacks of his shoes grew fainter as he journeyed down the hall.

“ Thank you, Drake… Your wisdom is beyond your years. However, when it comes to rumors of any occult or witchcraft, the King will not take them lightly. You must take this seriously, Drake. ” Gideon said to his son before he left and then glanced back at his daughter, “ Ariella… Will you be alright? I have some work I must attend to.”

Ariellas ears perked up as she looked over at her father “ Oh yes, of course. I will likely retire to my room for the night. You mentioned the king … does know any of this, was he the one that reported it?” she asked curiously “ I just would hate if that were the case, to have such a silly misunderstanding affect the family like that” Truthfully she just wanted to know if she needed to give Callum a heads up.

“...It was not the King but one of his guards, the Edin’s Enforcers, did take notice.”

“Well, it won't be a problem again.” she said with a smile “ Goodnight Father. “ Ariella left the drawing room, she had a few letters to write and it seemed.
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