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If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.

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It had been a few hours and Iris had fallen asleep on the sofa reading her book, hand dropped towards the floor as the book dropped onto the floor with a light thud. “Huh?” Stirring as she heard the noise of the book drop to the floor, she rubbed her eyes shaking her head at herself, “I should really get some sleep.” Moving from the sofa she turned off the lamp and the bedroom fell into darkness, everything seemed quiet and if she was anywhere else, she might have been a bit nervous in the unknown surrounding.

Limping towards the bed she hoped up onto it smiling to herself, fingers touched her lips as she thought on the earlier evening spent with Cas. Sighing in content she let herself fall against the soft bedding looking up at the ceiling in her room, closing her eyes as she relaxed on the soft mattress. Cas was right, it was far superior to the sofa she kept napping on. Jumping slightly, she sat up when she heard a noise, frowning as she looked around the room wondering if she’d just misheard. Perhaps it was her mind playing tricks on her?

Crack

There it was again; she was not imagining something. Moving from the bed she reached out to the bedside table to grab something, fingers clasped around a book as she proceeded to check out what noise she had heard. Moving towards the bathroom she’d check there first, if anyone were to be hiding, she could only imagine they would go there first. Biting her lip to stop any sound leave her lips as she used both legs to keep herself upright, she reached the bathroom door, hand outstretched as she quietly turned the handle. Pushing the door open more she raised her other hand that was still clasping the book, heart began to race as she quickly turned into the room ready to throw the hardback book at any intruder, but there was no one there.

What an idiot. Sighing as she shook her head she went to turn to go back to bed, but before she could scream a hand clasped around her mouth and she was pushed against the wall in an instant. Her body trembled as she tried to see the dark outline of the figure, her hand went to beat him with the book, but the intruder had seen right through it and gripped it tightly making her drop it to the floor. This has to be a terrorist, one of the people Cas mentioned. How the hell did they get into here? Her mind began to race as she tried to struggle against the figure that held her tightly against the wall, realising it was getting her nowhere she decided to play dirty. Biting down on the hand she felt him let her go and she picked up the book quickly throwing it hard at the intruder, diving to the bedside she turned on the light so she could see this man.

Hissing out in pain Ethan grumbled as he rubbed his hand, but it didn’t stop there as a hardback book came flying his way. Dodging it just he looked over at the girl but when the light filled the room he stopped, his heart dropped as he had found who had been looking for all this time. “Iris?” Confusion swept his face as he looked her up and down, eyes noticed the bandages on the leg, and he took a step forward to her.

“Who the hell are you!” Using the bedside to keep herself upright she looked at the man who was in her room, her voice wasn’t as strong as she looked him over shaking slightly from the effort with her leg.

“What do you mean who the hell am I? It’s me. Ethan…” A look of shock swept his face as he continued to move forward, inches away from her he took her face in his hands forcing her to look at him as he gave her a cheeky grin. “Oh, I get it… messing me around. Jeez you like to worry me. Idiot.” Leaning down he placed a kiss on her forehead before wrapping his arms around her sighing with relief at the fact he had found her. In quite a dangerous place he might add.

“Ethan…. Ethan… oh my gosh.” Before she could even question it, she looked him in the eyes, that cheeky grin. The way he approached her like he knew her. She was about to push him away but when he had wrapped his arms around her and placed a kiss on her forehead, she felt a rush of pain go to her head, hand reached up grasping it as she gasped. A few key memories of her life flashed before her eyes.

“This is going to sound super cheesy, buuuut I’m sorry about that text. I don’t want us to end. Please be my girlfriend again.” Ethan stood with a bunch of flowers in hand, a cheeky grin as he stood at her door asking her out.

“Iris… Iris. Are you even listening to me?” A gruff voice could be heard, this time her father. “Honestly. I’m trusting you to kill the heir of Asperia and here you are daydreaming! Why wasn’t I blessed with a son.” Rolling his eyes as he took a swig from his bottle.

“I’m sorry daughter, ever since your mother was killed to them, I haven’t been the same.” Another memory, a more solemn one of her fathers with his head in hands opening up to her. “I want this rebellion to succeed. I want that power. Show them what it’s like to be poor.”
“But father power is not what you want remember? We want equal rights for everyone. That’s our goal.”
“STUPID GIRL.” Wincing as she heard a smash of a glass bottle hitting the floor. She had remembered just how much darker her father was becoming, the years of the war. Without her mother. He wasn’t the same, that’s why she had agreed to do this. To try to kill the heir in hopes it would bring him back to her.


“You’ll be safe out there, if you can’t do it that’s fine. I know your father wants you too, but all I want is you to come back. Be safe. So, we can start that family? I promise I’ll find you if anything goes wrong.” She was stood with Ethan at the edge of their town, other members of the rebellion all stood proudly as they came to see off their leaders daughter go on an all important mission.

“No… no” Whispering to herself as she shook her head, “I knew it was a lie… but why now. I…” Her face dropped when she looked up at Ethan, she did have a boyfriend. The Crown Prince who she was sent to kill was Capsain. It all made her head spin and she sat down on the bed unable to hold herself up anymore.

“Iris?” Ethan helped guide her to the bed, sitting her down as he looked at her concern filled his eyes. “What happened to you?” He was careful to keep his voice low, there could still be guards around and he had done a damn good job of evading him thanks to his friends.

Placing her head in her hands as the memory of what had happened that night began to come back, “I was on my way to the Capital… I got caught in a bear trap. I fell, hit my head. I lost my memories.” Whispering more to herself than anything, “I…”

“Hey shh… it’s okay.” Pulling her into his arms he stroked her hair as if it would try to soothe her but only looked confused when he was pushed away. “Sorry… I didn’t mean too.. what do you remember?”

Looking away from him she felt sick to her stomach, not everything had returned but enough to do major damage. “Not everything.” Tears welled up in her eyes without even realising, she was devastated at what had just happened. She liked Cas, she couldn’t betray him, but she had betrayed her boyfriend. What did that make her? “Oh my… oh my. We need to get out of here. We are in way too deep staying here.” Panic started to rise as she tried to stand, her mind was working at top speed as she tried to think of a plan, anything to get out of here.
I love exploring different levels of the mind too! It makes it so much more interesting!!

Ohhhh I love it! Harbouring him in her room whilst trying to be normal with Cas and even though she would deffo want to kiss him the whole Ethan aspect makes it much more difficult.

I was thinking it could take a few days to sway her into kidnapping him too! Because of all the help and everything he has done for her!

Oh gosh this is going to get so interesting! I'm super excited :3
The playful jibe back of her forgetting how to kiss made her frown, it was hard to keep it up because she couldn’t help but giggle at the jibes back. It was a fair comment, a good one at that especially with her condition and she didn’t take offence to it at all. It was just nice, being able to enjoy their time together like this, tease one another without fear of either of them taking it in the wrong way. Even though he was the Crown Prince she was able to talk to him like any other normal person. Iris didn’t see him as just the Prince, he was much more than that and it saddened her that there were others out there who didn’t get to see this side or just couldn’t look past him being a royal.

“Ray of sunlight?” Smiling at his own words she couldn’t help but feel flattered, he had said he hadn’t met anyone like her before and it was hard not to blush at such a compliment. Well she hoped it was a compliment. “I’m glad you found me in the woods, who knows what would have happened had you not.” It still frightened her to this day, the idea that if she hadn’t been found she could have very well died in those woods. Not that anyone has missed me… Shaking her head from quite the depressing thought, frowning that she had even trailed to such a conclusion.

Feeling his lips once more in a passionate kiss she responded, it was such a rush of emotions kissing him and she could have lost herself had there not been an interruption. Probably for the best. Feeling her heated cheeks as she nodded to him having to take the call, she relaxed back on the sofa just watching him. I can’t believe this has happened; he likes me. We kissed. Ah but his dad… that’s a not today worry. Almost getting lost in her thoughts she managed to look up catching him walk into the hallway, smiling as she watched him leave, she found her fingers twirling a piece of her hair thinking back to moments ago with kiss.

“Oh Cas… what have you done to me.” Shaking her head, she pushed herself off of the sofa and grabbed one of the books that were on the table. There was no harm in a bit of light reading before getting some sleep, Cas had said not to wait up for him meaning that he no doubt had important matters to attend too with the prisoners. It was a troubling thought but something that was pushed far into the back of her mind especially with the events of this evening playing in her mind. Holding back a yawn she began to turn the pages lazily, pale fingers brushing against the pages of the book as she settled herself on the sofa.

Glancing at her leg as she paused from her book, she could see it was in a much better state than when it first happened, she could probably start walking on it without the crutches soon but it would still twinge no doubt. The wounds had closed up and were healing nicely so it was going in the right direction.

Ohhh really? That must be quite the change! I must admit it's nice playing someone with no memories, it kind of feels like a new canvas to mould almost? I'm loving it! The excitement of the small memories or new feelings, it's kind of fun!

Ohhhh how about Ethan sneaks into her room? As you said it's on the first floor and because the room is for guests he would expect it to be empty? That's when he bumps into Iris!

Are we going to have them kidnap Cas that night maybe?

Ooo yes! Maybe those two prisoners for example get left behind? It would be interesting to see how Cas changes when he is back from the whole kidnapping!
Ohhh nice! Sometimes a break is always good!!

Awh Cas is just so sweet, I'm gonna be so sad when he get's heartbroken!!

Shall I move it to the next day maybe? Also how shall that pan out? The meeting? Cause Cas can't really be around hmmm
Yay!

Omg I can see that!! Both are quite strong willed! I can already see the arguments especially when it comes to their pride haha.

Awesome! I'm quite excited for this~
Oh wow! I hope you manage to get ahead of it though!!

No worries I don't mind waiting :)
I'm feeling much better! I think it was just some sort of upset stomach.

I'm glad to hear your day went well! I hope class isn't kicking your butt too much!
The bridge of skulls, an apt name when Elise began to look over the bridge blue eyes taking in the skulls lining it, no doubt her predecessors and soldiers that had fought in their wars. It did make her stomach churn, but that was because she remembered a tale of their Crown Prince Magnus who had been slain here in the battlefield. Prince Magnus was her fathers’ brother, he had no heirs, no line after him which meant after the battle and the news of him being slain her father had taken the crown. There had been no choice in the matter and a rather quick ceremony, the council members had seen it best as at least her father had heirs and a line to continue on.

It was quite the interesting meeting place, not what she would have picked but then as her father liked to remind her, she did not make the rules. What is this? Some sort of power play no doubt. Trying to scare me. Was he expecting a meek Princess? Trying not to scoff at her own thoughts as she looked at the soldiers that stood beside him, quite the defensive line and she could understand why their soldiers had quite the trouble pushing past this bridge.

No emotions graced her face, she kept herself composed and stood tall looking over the bridge down at the drop to the waters. A fall she doubted anyone could survive. This was the last bridge that allowed passage to Morganyth, a rather grim looking place in her eyes compared to Eorzia. Her own land was vast with crops, full of greenery and clean air which was quite surprising considering the amount of years it had been at war. Eorzia had secured many trade routes ensuring their Kingdom thrived even amidst the said war, but soldiers it was starting to lack.

Their council had mentioned as such in the past meeting, the one meeting that had sold her off. It was meant to be a strategy allegedly, that was what her brother had said. A way to keep up appearances their end, keep the nobilities on side and their trade deals with other Kingdoms. If it looked like they wanted peace it kept favour with them, pushed more to their side and cause in the war. It was always meant to be declined; everyone had assumed it would be declined but that had not been the case. IT caused quite the shock in their Kingdom but they couldn't back down.

Why they couldn’t just plan for another attack confused her surely, they had an advantage? Regardless it was not the case, instead she was now here. Meeting with her potential Husband. Perhaps he would not want to marry, and we can return to war? Although that would be quite dangerous seeing as I’ll be in enemy territory. No doubt some sort of hostage. Unless he turns back now?

Arrogance look at that. Watching him ride across the bridge she felt the knot in her stomach tighten, it was commendable that even facing their greatest nemesis she managed to keep composure. Not show one hint of fear. Maybe I should have worn black, it would have complimented their grim Kingdom and mourned my freedom.

“Treville.” Glancing back at the soldiers that had accompanied her as she commanded them, she signalled for one of them to move forward. The man who stepped forward was older, was old enough to at least be her father. Greying hair and beard he was rugged, worn and full of experience. Treville was dressed in royal blue robes, golden embroidery adorned his shoulders and a sword was strapped to his belt. Although dressed in fine clothing it was clear he was a soldier from the scar that ran down his cheek. Captain Treville was one of Eorzias finest, he was part of the Kings personal royal guard, but he had been sent with Princess Elise to ensure her protection.

The Captain had stepped forward, bowing his head out of respect to the Princess before taking his place standing just behind her. Treville had spent many a year in war, protecting the King as well as being a part of the council. There was a wealth of knowledge and experience in this man and that was one of the many reasons he had been sent on this mission, his mission was to keep Elise safe. If the treaty was broken or she held hostage that was when he was supposed to shine. To break her out, protect her and keep her alive.

Clearing his throat, he stood tall as he watched the enemy King ride the bridge, eyes narrowed as he kept his mouth shut watching the meeting between the two. This could go one of two ways; it could break out in an attempt to kill one another in which he had orders to drag the Princess back to safety. His hand itched towards his sword, but he kept himself composed, no matter how he felt he could not pose a threat.

What are you looking for? Her own eyes looked him up and down as he approached her on the other side of the bridge, a flicker of anger passed through her eyes but in a moment it had gone. She had composed herself once more not wanting him to feel like he had won this, not that there was anything to win right now.

Holding back the urge to roll her eyes as he welcomed her to his Kingdom, she felt her own heartbeat quicken as she looked up at him not even offering a smile. No courtesy, no acknowledgement on the fact he was a King. “Pleasure to make your acquaintance” not. Hesitating for a moment before addressing him once more, “I am Princess Elise Hydaelyn daughter of King Regis, and sister to the crown Prince Ravus of Eorzia.”

Raising her eyes as she looked towards the soldiers that had accompanied him, a part of her wanted to say something, something that probably wouldn’t help matters but she managed to keep her tongue. Just. Feeling a cool breeze pass them she frowned feeling the chill, the ride had been long and a part of her felt tired from it, but she still stood proud, afraid to show any kind of weakness to him.

“I thank you for such… the welcome to your Kingdom.” Pausing as she chose her words carefully, glancing down as she looked at her hand, she realised how disinterested it must have looked and quickly let it drop to her side looking at him once more. I’m going to end up killing myself here, you watch I’ll say the wrong thing.

Out the corner of her eye she saw Treville place his hand on the hilt of his sword as if ready to draw it, she knew that meant she was treading a fine line. She felt the anger once more rise, fire reaching her eyes as she despised the fact that she would have to do as she was told. Pale fingers curled into a fist biting her lip slightly before she let a sigh escape her lips, “Apologies your highness.” Bowing her head respectfully even though it killed her inside, “Apologies for the lack of enthusiasm, the journey has been quite long for myself and my men.” Gesturing to her own soldiers that had travelled this long way with her, she could see the slight nod from Treville meaning that she had done the right thing as much as she hated bowing to this enemy.

Oh I loved your post so much! It gave me chills with the idea of Skulls from their men and predecessors!

I'll be replying later this evening! When I finish work :)
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