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April 22nd
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If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.
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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Long may she reign
Hearing those words leave his lips unsettled her, she couldn’t help but flinch feeling like she was about to cause yet another riot and then she heard Lady Cheldarine speak the same words to her. Rather than address it to the hall she spoke it softly to her and she felt rather startled, eyes instantly looking back down at the floor avoiding everyones gaze because she couldn’t face them. These were not her people; they should not be wishing her reign and she knew that this would cause more issues especially after the revolt of her arrival.
I could never be a Queen to these people, I’d never be accepted.
It was hard to hear the words throughout the hall, the sounds of disgust and forced words leaving their lips. Elise did not look at them, she did not want to see what was going on in the hall better to be in denial than face the truth right now. Torn from her thoughts when she heard his glass slam against the table, biting her lip as he addressed the Lord Chancellor who had started it all she could only imagine the wrath he could face. Well I could be exaggerating, hard not too when he is a war lord.
Blue eyes watched as the King took seat once more, massaging his temples which to her only furthered her assumption of that her being the Queen would cause problems. Is this really worth it? Surely taking me hostage and returning to war would be the easier choice. It’s what everyone expects, even my own father. Narrowing her eyes when he spoke, she was angry at his next words, frustrated at this whole affair and again it was as if she did not exist.
Standing up she slammed her own glass upon the table, fire in her eyes as she looked at Ozragad. “Do not think I am here for your sake.” Not even waiting for a response she turned on her heel and left the hall to return to her room, her food left barely touched. It was childish of her, she knew it, but she wanted to make sure that King Ozragad knew she did not care for him because her anger had gotten the better of her in that moment. Idiot… Thinking bitterly to herself as she moved through the halls to retire to her room for the evening.
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The feast had unsettled Elise and she could not help but think on it as the days passed, it had been a week of her staying in enemy territory and she didn’t feel anymore relaxed. Elise had hoped she would start to feel settled in her new surroundings, but she didn’t. Sleep was still evading her, and on some days, she would not leave her bed unless necessary as she tried to rest. Atarah had scolded her for it but it came from a good place, the woman was meant to be looking after her and apparently it would not do well if she was to fall ill.
The ladies had been accommodating, Flora who had mid length brown hair and dark green eyes had spent some of the days explaining their style of fashion and had even given the Princess a few pointers. Ida who had long black hair often style in up dos with light brown eyes did not care much for fashion but knew about the various families of nobility and had spent some time with the Princess trying to teach her about them. It was all very standard teachings and Elise tried to make the effort, but it had been difficult with exhaustion and struggling with sleep issues.
One of the mornings however she had been quite emotional, thankfully her ladies did not witness it nor did Atarah but she had broken down. Home sick and exhausted she had found herself crying wishing she had been born into any other family, wishing that she had just been a normal girl without all the responsibility of war and keeping this peace. Thoughts of how she was destined to either be stuck in some loveless marriage or be taken hostage and killed, she honestly thought her life was over at that point. It had been the emotional morning for her so Elise had retired herself back to bed realising the lack of sleep was not helping such dark thoughts.
It was a new day for Elise, and she was trying to be optimistic, she had only been there a week but so far, she still had her health if you disregarded the lack of sleep. That was getting better as the days rolled on and Elise hoped it meant she was feeling a bit more relaxed with her surroundings. Today she had decided that she would take a wander of the palace, explore a little whilst she was feeling quite bold. As much as she wished she was not confined to the palace it was probably best with all the unrest of his people, the feast still plagued her to this day.
Walking through the halls of the palace she had asked Atarah to tell her were the library was, she figured it would be a good way to get her mind off of things as well as an opportunity to learn about this Kingdom. Remembering were to go she opened one of the large wooden doors beaming as she saw shelves of books lining the room, thankful that she had made it without any issues. “It’s certainly a grand library, much like mine back home.” Talking to herself as she stepped inside, pale fingers running across the spines of books as she looked to see what would be beneficial in reading.
Hearing those words leave his lips unsettled her, she couldn’t help but flinch feeling like she was about to cause yet another riot and then she heard Lady Cheldarine speak the same words to her. Rather than address it to the hall she spoke it softly to her and she felt rather startled, eyes instantly looking back down at the floor avoiding everyones gaze because she couldn’t face them. These were not her people; they should not be wishing her reign and she knew that this would cause more issues especially after the revolt of her arrival.
I could never be a Queen to these people, I’d never be accepted.
It was hard to hear the words throughout the hall, the sounds of disgust and forced words leaving their lips. Elise did not look at them, she did not want to see what was going on in the hall better to be in denial than face the truth right now. Torn from her thoughts when she heard his glass slam against the table, biting her lip as he addressed the Lord Chancellor who had started it all she could only imagine the wrath he could face. Well I could be exaggerating, hard not too when he is a war lord.
Blue eyes watched as the King took seat once more, massaging his temples which to her only furthered her assumption of that her being the Queen would cause problems. Is this really worth it? Surely taking me hostage and returning to war would be the easier choice. It’s what everyone expects, even my own father. Narrowing her eyes when he spoke, she was angry at his next words, frustrated at this whole affair and again it was as if she did not exist.
Standing up she slammed her own glass upon the table, fire in her eyes as she looked at Ozragad. “Do not think I am here for your sake.” Not even waiting for a response she turned on her heel and left the hall to return to her room, her food left barely touched. It was childish of her, she knew it, but she wanted to make sure that King Ozragad knew she did not care for him because her anger had gotten the better of her in that moment. Idiot… Thinking bitterly to herself as she moved through the halls to retire to her room for the evening.
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The feast had unsettled Elise and she could not help but think on it as the days passed, it had been a week of her staying in enemy territory and she didn’t feel anymore relaxed. Elise had hoped she would start to feel settled in her new surroundings, but she didn’t. Sleep was still evading her, and on some days, she would not leave her bed unless necessary as she tried to rest. Atarah had scolded her for it but it came from a good place, the woman was meant to be looking after her and apparently it would not do well if she was to fall ill.
The ladies had been accommodating, Flora who had mid length brown hair and dark green eyes had spent some of the days explaining their style of fashion and had even given the Princess a few pointers. Ida who had long black hair often style in up dos with light brown eyes did not care much for fashion but knew about the various families of nobility and had spent some time with the Princess trying to teach her about them. It was all very standard teachings and Elise tried to make the effort, but it had been difficult with exhaustion and struggling with sleep issues.
One of the mornings however she had been quite emotional, thankfully her ladies did not witness it nor did Atarah but she had broken down. Home sick and exhausted she had found herself crying wishing she had been born into any other family, wishing that she had just been a normal girl without all the responsibility of war and keeping this peace. Thoughts of how she was destined to either be stuck in some loveless marriage or be taken hostage and killed, she honestly thought her life was over at that point. It had been the emotional morning for her so Elise had retired herself back to bed realising the lack of sleep was not helping such dark thoughts.
It was a new day for Elise, and she was trying to be optimistic, she had only been there a week but so far, she still had her health if you disregarded the lack of sleep. That was getting better as the days rolled on and Elise hoped it meant she was feeling a bit more relaxed with her surroundings. Today she had decided that she would take a wander of the palace, explore a little whilst she was feeling quite bold. As much as she wished she was not confined to the palace it was probably best with all the unrest of his people, the feast still plagued her to this day.
Walking through the halls of the palace she had asked Atarah to tell her were the library was, she figured it would be a good way to get her mind off of things as well as an opportunity to learn about this Kingdom. Remembering were to go she opened one of the large wooden doors beaming as she saw shelves of books lining the room, thankful that she had made it without any issues. “It’s certainly a grand library, much like mine back home.” Talking to herself as she stepped inside, pale fingers running across the spines of books as she looked to see what would be beneficial in reading.
Oh how lovely!! Sounds like such a good night!
I'm using this weekend to catch up as I start on Monday with the new position! Super excited but nervous at the same time haha!
I'm also loving this RP. Like it's so much fun and exciting! I can't wait to see where we can take it :3
I'm using this weekend to catch up as I start on Monday with the new position! Super excited but nervous at the same time haha!
I'm also loving this RP. Like it's so much fun and exciting! I can't wait to see where we can take it :3
“Having fun playing Princess, are we?”
Turning Iris met sight with Ethan who was clambering out of the wardrobe now that everyone had left the room, “N-No.. that’s not!” Feeling herself shake slightly as she tried to come up with something, but her mind was drawing a blank. “I… I don’t want this.”
“Could have fooled me, sounds like you were pretty cosy with a murdering Prince.” Ethans words were cold, full of hurt and the expression on his face matched every word he spoke. “Iris… these people, his father nearly had you arrested and thrown into a cell. You barely escaped him.”
“If it wasn’t for Caspain I’d be rotting in a cell right now, he saved my life Ethan and I can’t forget that.”
“But he’s also taken lives, you heard about the prisoners, our people that tried to take their life for fear of giving up your fathers name… your name and even mine.” Rubbing his temples as he was clearly frustrated, he knew she had suffered memory loss, but it was hard to accept her actions. “Look at you cosying up to him, you don’t love him. You love me. Well… loved.” Sighing heavily as he threw himself onto the sofa, “It’s like I meant nothing to you.”
Feeling a pang of guilt as he said those words Iris shook her head as she moved to the couch, placing her hand on top of Ethans she looked into his eyes offering a sympathetic smile, “I’m sorry… I don’t remember us. You may have told me, I may have seen flashes, but I don’t remember fully. I can’t just magic up the feelings we once had.”
“If you loved me it would be there. I could never forget you.” Ethan spat as he pulled his hands away from her, clearly hurt.
“You don’t know that; had you have suffered you can’t say you’d remember me. It may have been different if this happened at home, but it didn’t. It happened around people I don’t know, places I don’t know so how would I remember you?” Frowning as she looked away from Ethan, “In fact I did remember something about you, I didn’t understand it at first, but I remember we weren’t always dating. I’m certain you broke my heart over text because we wanted different things.” Recalling the text message, she had remembered, it was signed off with an E and she could only assume it was him.
“It doesn’t matter now…” Ethan mumbled, a part of him annoyed that she had remembered that part of their relationship. It had been a rocky time; he was frustrated she didn’t want to take the next step in their relationship because she was to busy wrapped up in her father’s plan. “I don’t want us to argue… it won’t help us escaping and you know you have to come with me. If you go for that brain scan, they can see you have some of your memories back. They will know you’re lying.”
“I… I know.” Iris sighed looking down at the hands on her lap, her heart felt heavy and she knew it was partly to do with Cas. “If I can convince Ca.., the Prince to go looking for my non-existent ID I can run through forest, there is no way I’ll be allowed to leave this palace unless it’s with him. Or if you know a way, I can sneak out… I mean you’ve managed to stay under the radar.”
Ethan sighed but felt a bit better knowing she was on the same wavelength once more, getting her out of the palace would only help her return to herself. Back home she could fully recover and hopefully remember her feelings to him. “We have about a day or two to figure this out, we have to be gone before the brain scan. Sadly… I don’t think we will be able to rescue those in the cell.” Feeling his heart drop at the idea of having to leave them behind, they all knew the risk but to have it actually happen was another thing. “If you can’t convince the Prince to sneak out tomorrow, we will need to make our escape.” Watching as she nodded to the plan he sighed before looking over at the bed, “Go get some rest. I’ll keep watch.”
Turning Iris met sight with Ethan who was clambering out of the wardrobe now that everyone had left the room, “N-No.. that’s not!” Feeling herself shake slightly as she tried to come up with something, but her mind was drawing a blank. “I… I don’t want this.”
“Could have fooled me, sounds like you were pretty cosy with a murdering Prince.” Ethans words were cold, full of hurt and the expression on his face matched every word he spoke. “Iris… these people, his father nearly had you arrested and thrown into a cell. You barely escaped him.”
“If it wasn’t for Caspain I’d be rotting in a cell right now, he saved my life Ethan and I can’t forget that.”
“But he’s also taken lives, you heard about the prisoners, our people that tried to take their life for fear of giving up your fathers name… your name and even mine.” Rubbing his temples as he was clearly frustrated, he knew she had suffered memory loss, but it was hard to accept her actions. “Look at you cosying up to him, you don’t love him. You love me. Well… loved.” Sighing heavily as he threw himself onto the sofa, “It’s like I meant nothing to you.”
Feeling a pang of guilt as he said those words Iris shook her head as she moved to the couch, placing her hand on top of Ethans she looked into his eyes offering a sympathetic smile, “I’m sorry… I don’t remember us. You may have told me, I may have seen flashes, but I don’t remember fully. I can’t just magic up the feelings we once had.”
“If you loved me it would be there. I could never forget you.” Ethan spat as he pulled his hands away from her, clearly hurt.
“You don’t know that; had you have suffered you can’t say you’d remember me. It may have been different if this happened at home, but it didn’t. It happened around people I don’t know, places I don’t know so how would I remember you?” Frowning as she looked away from Ethan, “In fact I did remember something about you, I didn’t understand it at first, but I remember we weren’t always dating. I’m certain you broke my heart over text because we wanted different things.” Recalling the text message, she had remembered, it was signed off with an E and she could only assume it was him.
“It doesn’t matter now…” Ethan mumbled, a part of him annoyed that she had remembered that part of their relationship. It had been a rocky time; he was frustrated she didn’t want to take the next step in their relationship because she was to busy wrapped up in her father’s plan. “I don’t want us to argue… it won’t help us escaping and you know you have to come with me. If you go for that brain scan, they can see you have some of your memories back. They will know you’re lying.”
“I… I know.” Iris sighed looking down at the hands on her lap, her heart felt heavy and she knew it was partly to do with Cas. “If I can convince Ca.., the Prince to go looking for my non-existent ID I can run through forest, there is no way I’ll be allowed to leave this palace unless it’s with him. Or if you know a way, I can sneak out… I mean you’ve managed to stay under the radar.”
Ethan sighed but felt a bit better knowing she was on the same wavelength once more, getting her out of the palace would only help her return to herself. Back home she could fully recover and hopefully remember her feelings to him. “We have about a day or two to figure this out, we have to be gone before the brain scan. Sadly… I don’t think we will be able to rescue those in the cell.” Feeling his heart drop at the idea of having to leave them behind, they all knew the risk but to have it actually happen was another thing. “If you can’t convince the Prince to sneak out tomorrow, we will need to make our escape.” Watching as she nodded to the plan he sighed before looking over at the bed, “Go get some rest. I’ll keep watch.”
I must admit I am curious about Lady Cheldarines bruise but I'm sure Elise will see her again to ask!
Other than that I can only see a remark to Ozragad about how he didn't do that for her haha!
Other than that I can only see a remark to Ozragad about how he didn't do that for her haha!
Yes! Perfect! Shall I start working on the time lapse?
Hmmm, well I could see Elise visiting a library in the palace which could have the history of the Formori as she'd want to learn about it. Perhaps they cross paths there?
Hmmm, well I could see Elise visiting a library in the palace which could have the history of the Formori as she'd want to learn about it. Perhaps they cross paths there?
Hmm, I'm thinking we can have them retire?
Perhaps after the ladies have dealt with Elise they relay information to Ozragad?
Is there anything you'd like to do next?
Maybe we could skip a few days? Perhaps riots may have broken out that the king has to deal with? Elise could be spending some time with Lady Cheldarine learning about customs and such?
Perhaps after the ladies have dealt with Elise they relay information to Ozragad?
Is there anything you'd like to do next?
Maybe we could skip a few days? Perhaps riots may have broken out that the king has to deal with? Elise could be spending some time with Lady Cheldarine learning about customs and such?
That's good at least!
I finally got my post up! I hope you like it :)
I finally got my post up! I hope you like it :)
“You would? That would be wonderful. I would really appreciate that, and I’d be more than happy to teach you about Eorzia in return.” Elise couldn’t help but smile at the gesture the woman had made, the idea that she would be happy to teach her only helped her feel more comfortable here. Maybe it won’t be so bad after all? Watching as the shawl that was draped around her shoulders slip she couldn’t help but catch site of a mark, it looked like a bruise but before she could focus on it the bruise had disappeared back beneath the clothing and the woman carried on with their idle chit chat.
Should I ask? I know I can be quite bold, but is this the right setting? Perhaps I should leave it until our next meeting, I doubt it will be in such a crowded setting especially if she is willing to help me learn the customs here. Nodding along as Lady Cheldarine spoke about how she was Ozragads cousin. Elise felt the woman’s gaze back on her and she looked over, listening to her next words. Husband of my own desires? What would I have wanted? Finding her own gaze look back towards the King, contemplating her words. He could make a good husband, if you can find the man beneath the King. That’s if he’d let me, I doubt he’d let me get close. Watching him for a few moments before she looked back at Lady Cheldarine, “I hope he will let me.” Thinking on it further Elise had never really thought on a husband of her desires, the fact she was a lady of the Eorzian court meant she didn’t get a choice in who she would marry and she had made peace with that long ago. Well…
Sighing to herself she found herself pulled from her thoughts as a man at the end of the high table had stood up, he looked rather merry and she watched as the wine spilled onto his white tunic. Sitting up straight at the table she took her own glass of wine and began to drink more all whilst listening to him make some sort of speech, it would be rude not to look as if she was paying attention.
He certainly likes to talk, could probably rival Lord Aymeric back home they’d no doubt end up talking for hours. Glancing back at Ozragad Elise noticed the slight smirk on his face, so he does have a sense of humour. Not as scary as the stories say. Feeling herself relax a little bit more as she turned back to the chancellor who Ozaragad had hurried up with the speech.
Ah there it is, a toast. Smiling as she raised her glass in honour of the King, though his next words she felt herself falter nearly dropping the goblet from her pale fingers. Feeling her heart race slightly as he had openly toasted to her being their queen she felt rather strange at the notion, the reaction from the people on her way in yesterday was very mixed and a part of her worried on how the people in the room would take it.
Death to the Hydaelyns…
Thinking back to yesterday and the shouts she had heard, her smile had dropped remembering hours ago her death had been wished. There was worry in her blue eyes as she looked towards Ozragad, the smile returned to her face to keep up appearances, but she couldn’t shake the inner feeling of fear that she was about to meet her death. Feeling her hand drop with the goblet in she looked at the liquid inside the cup, focusing on its deep red colour as if it was the most interesting thing she had seen. It was all a cover; she did not want anyone to see the fear in her eyes that she had moments ago.
Should I ask? I know I can be quite bold, but is this the right setting? Perhaps I should leave it until our next meeting, I doubt it will be in such a crowded setting especially if she is willing to help me learn the customs here. Nodding along as Lady Cheldarine spoke about how she was Ozragads cousin. Elise felt the woman’s gaze back on her and she looked over, listening to her next words. Husband of my own desires? What would I have wanted? Finding her own gaze look back towards the King, contemplating her words. He could make a good husband, if you can find the man beneath the King. That’s if he’d let me, I doubt he’d let me get close. Watching him for a few moments before she looked back at Lady Cheldarine, “I hope he will let me.” Thinking on it further Elise had never really thought on a husband of her desires, the fact she was a lady of the Eorzian court meant she didn’t get a choice in who she would marry and she had made peace with that long ago. Well…
Sighing to herself she found herself pulled from her thoughts as a man at the end of the high table had stood up, he looked rather merry and she watched as the wine spilled onto his white tunic. Sitting up straight at the table she took her own glass of wine and began to drink more all whilst listening to him make some sort of speech, it would be rude not to look as if she was paying attention.
He certainly likes to talk, could probably rival Lord Aymeric back home they’d no doubt end up talking for hours. Glancing back at Ozragad Elise noticed the slight smirk on his face, so he does have a sense of humour. Not as scary as the stories say. Feeling herself relax a little bit more as she turned back to the chancellor who Ozaragad had hurried up with the speech.
Ah there it is, a toast. Smiling as she raised her glass in honour of the King, though his next words she felt herself falter nearly dropping the goblet from her pale fingers. Feeling her heart race slightly as he had openly toasted to her being their queen she felt rather strange at the notion, the reaction from the people on her way in yesterday was very mixed and a part of her worried on how the people in the room would take it.
Death to the Hydaelyns…
Thinking back to yesterday and the shouts she had heard, her smile had dropped remembering hours ago her death had been wished. There was worry in her blue eyes as she looked towards Ozragad, the smile returned to her face to keep up appearances, but she couldn’t shake the inner feeling of fear that she was about to meet her death. Feeling her hand drop with the goblet in she looked at the liquid inside the cup, focusing on its deep red colour as if it was the most interesting thing she had seen. It was all a cover; she did not want anyone to see the fear in her eyes that she had moments ago.
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