LovelyAnastasia

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Phillip raised a brow at the tiny shove he had received. Ah, really. So disappointing. What passed for royalty these days was remarkable. Anyone with half a political brain would try to at least feign tolerance if they wished for allies. Did she honestly think royal liked one another when forming political alliances? He wondered if she thought marriages between princes and princesses were based on love as well. But then again she was young. He let out a small chuckled and turned on his heel, heading back to collect his Cinderelle.



Elle let out a small yipe, as if he had stepped on her foot. She sent him a firey glare and pushed him off the flower. "You big jerk!" she hissed, "How dare you!" Bending down to the ground, she scooped the damaged plant out of the ground, as if it were an injured animal. "You have every right to be upset, but don't take it out on innocent things!" she scolded the prince, turning away from him, "And as if I'd help a bully like you! Honestly! The way you garden there is no way you could ever grow anything beautiful! Gardening is about love and compassion. Things you know nothing about apparently!"

Phillip beckoned Elle to him and although she hesitated, she went to him. He grinned over her head at the other prince. "Good luck Charles. Make things interesting for me alright?"

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Phillip sat across from Elle in the would-of-been-princess's cottage. He was elegantly sprawled over her couch, watching replant the flower Charles had tried to crush in a hand decorated pot. Her watched her through hooded eyes, lazily watching her every movement. "Do you really need to fuss over it so much?" he murmured just loud enough for her to hear.

She looked over her shoulder at him. "Plants are living creatures," she said softly, "They need to be cared for like any other living creature. And sometimes they need to be 'fussed' over." The ice prince gave her a small smirk and beckoned her over with one hand. She hesitated but went over to him, standing in front of him awkwardly. He reached out and took her hand, pulling her onto his lap. Elle gasped and sat rigid in the half demon's partial embrace.

"Little nymph," he murmured into her hair, so close to her neck, "You treat things to kindly. Sometimes nature must run its course and the strong must be left standing." His eyes were closed now, an arm folding her into him. Elle closed her eyes, face flushed in embarrassment.

"And sometimes the strong must help the weak," she whispered back, "Sometimes it is the duty of the strong to protect the weak." The ice prince chuckled softly.

"Well said," he murmured, drifting off to sleep, "Well said..."

"I-I...really hate you..."

"Mmm...I know...Now sleep... Ellie..."

The odd pair drifted off to sleep in the warm dark cottage as the sun slipped below the horizon.

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Phillip: *chuckles enjoying getting Charles riled up* He is mentally about the age of a spoiled seven year old. *glances at Charles* And I will enjoy seeing him pushed to the limit. For once in his life.

Elle: *actually sort of smiles at this but suppresses it* Don't be so mean to Charles, Phillip. You may enjoy toying with him, but he is still a human being. *her expression wavers* I... think... he's human atleast...

Enso said
Jack and His Comrades? Probably not right? Either that or The Black Thief and Knight of the Glen.The first is an Irish story about a boy who goes to seek his fortune and befriends a donkey named Neddy, a dog named Coley, a cat named Tom, and a rooster referred to in Irish as Cuileach Dhu who all help him find his fortune by tricking some robbers, they then return the gold to the king it was stolen from and he rewards them by making the boy his steward. My version would be that he and the animals work together to rob and murder the king. The character would be Jack and his ability would be the fact that he can talk to these four animals and they are unendingly loyal to him for saving them all.The second is another Irish tale of a thief who agrees to help three brothers steal the Knight of the Glen's sword and steed and saves them all by telling tales of his grand adventures. My version would be that he frees himself with a tale and instead of pushing his luck runs off and spreads the story of saving the boys himself. His only ability would be the fact that he's a master thief, so he is a master of sleight of hand, lock picking, pickpocketing, etc.

I have heard of the second story by the way.

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Phillip bowed regally and stood straight with his hands clasped behind his back. He smiled down at the mermaid, a slow and amused kind of smile.
"Paying my respects to the Princess of the Sea," he said in a languid serene voice, "I merely wish to express my deepest condolence for cause such an embarrassing scene." He looked at the blue hair male, who seemed to be floundering in his own panic. Smirking softly he tilted his head to the side, silver hair falling over beautiful lavender eyes. "That was all," he bowed once more and smiled up at her, "My apologies. Have a pleasant evening."

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Phillip to Ariel: The enemy of mine enemy is my friend, dear little fish. I don't like it any bit as you do, but there is strength in numbers. Unless you want to be ruled by the Idiot Prince of course.

Phillip to Charles: Quiet now. The adults are talking.

Elle: *crosses her arms*

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Phillip let out a rolling rich laugh that was as enchanting as it was cold. His piercing silver eyes shot straight into the other prince. "Letting your playthings cause a bit of trouble is nothing big, Charming," his voice wrapped around the other like a giant white serpent would around its prey, "You lack courage and cunning, little Prince. To be a king you need to throw away fear and know when to choose your battles." He drew Elle to his side, putting an elegant hand on her head and tilting his head onto hers. "You know how much I like to play war with you," he grinned, "So lets put you to the test, eh? Do your best, Charming. I look forward to it." He direct his attention to Elle then. "Cindy, be a dear and help the young Prince with his gardening? It's shameful to see another royal elbow deep in mud and bugs." He kissed her forehead, making her wince and he waved and turned on his head straight for the mermaid's home.

Elle watched him walk away and shuddered. She looked back at Charles and frowned slightly. "...I really hate that man," she mumbled, staring down at the garden and rolling up her sleeves.

Phillip knocked on the Mermaid's door, standing politely and graceful just a bit from the door itself.

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Phillip: You mean henchmen for you to hid behind, Charles? Don't be ridiculous. All I need is my own power to take you down. But I'll glad take allies for advantages in the near by future when I'm ruling my kingdom, unlike certain useless royals.

Elle: *mutters* At least we agree on one thing...

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"Good to see you haven't changed at all," the cold prince smirked, then looked down at the garden in distain, "Whatever are you doing anyhow? Why are you wallowing about in the mud?" He grinned again. "Finally found your rightful place, then? One that suits your intellect?"

Elle tried to slip her arm out from Phillip's grip, but he sent her a paralyzing glare. She grew rigid next to him, eyes staring at her feet. He was the only person in this world that scared her.

The ice demon looked up slightly, sending a cold yet charming smile to the little merfolk watching them. It was almost scary how well he could pin point peeping people.

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And guess which side Phillip is on. *evil grin*

Phillip: I only ally myself with useful people. And if Charming is going to try to lord over me... Count me first in line to cut him to ribbons.

Elle: ....I hate you....

Phillip: *grins pleasantly* You'll get over it in time, darling.

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Phillip frowned when he heard a scream. Even though it had been girly, it had come from a man. Pathetic. He sent a frost shot at the feet of the male, glaring. His face said it all. Don't be so loud and bothersome. He sneered when he realized who it was. Gracefully standing up, pulling Elle with him, he lead them over to where the other Prince was.

"Charming" his smooth, silky voice drew out the nickname, a condescending and coldly handsome grin shooting down at the other royal prince.

Elle looked rather uncomfortable next to the Ice Prince, his iron grip on her arm. She did not look like she wanted to be there at all.

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CallaLily180 said
I like him, I only despise that you all seem to have connections whilst I prance around and be lonely. :)

You have Seb and Flounder though. That's somethin right?