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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Sun Jan 04, 2015 3:17 am
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Posted: Sun Jan 25, 2015 8:46 pm
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Arisa rolled her eyes. "Six months is a very long time. I might just get sick of you at that point." she responded in turn.
Meanwhile, the commotion in the camp had quieted down and Kendall was just sitting still in his cage, head down as he stared at his hands. He wasn't paying attention to the guards, his mind was still on Kyria. Had she gotten away safely? Was she alright? . . . He could still feel the lingering touch of her lips against his. He should have told her . . . "I love you too . . . Kyria." he whispered under his breath, the words holding the weight of regret. He should have said them when she could hear. He could only hope that she somehow knew.
A cleared throat caused him to look up rather disinterestedly. The captain of the guard was standing in front of his cage. "You wouldn't happen to have any info as to how the fire started and to how the young miss has gone missing would you?" he asked, clearly willing to give the supposed traitor to the crown several second chances to redeem himself.
"Even if I did, I wouldn't tell you." Kendall responded, leaning back against the bars, his head tilted upwards. "I am already a prisoner, why would I wish the same for her? Besides, His Majesty would only use her powers to further this pointless war. Perhaps if he had spent more resources searching for his lost son, there would never have been a war to begin with. Her and her sister would not need to be separated and hunted like animals." He was rambling now, but he didn't care. No one listened to him anyways.
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 2:59 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 3:16 am
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 3:32 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 4:03 am
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Arisa sighed and looked over at him. "Tyrion . . ." she started, but then movement from the nearby bushes stopped her words. Several Karican guards appeared from where they had been observing the two and two guards went to restrain Tyrion while two others grabbed Arisa, causing her to cry out in shock and fear.
The leader of this small squad grinned. "This is a great day for Karica. Prince Tyrion of Permandra and the other twin who can unlock the future." he gloated, pleased that his small group of only five guards had found such a prize.
Arisa then gasped as she realized what the leader had said. "Other twin?! What have you done with my sister?!" she shouted, quite upset at this point in time.
"You heard me. Remove your mask and state your name. I suggest you are quick about it, or you will not like the consequences." the Captain said, his hand on the hilt of his sword.
Kendall blinked and stared at the Captain for a couple of seconds before he stood up as best as the cage would allow. A shaking hand reached up to his head. Dare he hope that this could work? He grabbed the mask. Had the spell . . . the curse . . . been lifted? How? Pendragon had mentioned that if he helped Kyria, he would be freed from the spell . . . was it true? Had that kiss, done in panic that he would never get the chance to kiss her if he didn't act right then . . . had that been the key?
His arm fell, mask in hand and the Captain of the guard gasped as features that had not been seen by anyone remotely connected to the palace in ten long years were revealed. "I am Prince Kendall, heir to the throne of Karica." he announced in a rather loud, almost joyous voice. "I was unable to reveal myself while my father blamed Permandra for the crime of my disappearance. A crime of which they are blameless. Thanks to Kyria, the woman who has been hunted for having a gift, I am freed from my curse and can return to the throne. This war must end. Now . . . let me out of this cage and send word to my father." he ordered, a rather manic smile on his face.
It was unnerving to see such a crazed look in the lost prince's eye, but the Captain of the guard jumped to obey, and after some fumbling with the keys, did indeed let Kendall out of his cage, and ordered for proper clothes to be brought for the prince and for a messenger to send word to the king that his son had been found.
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 4:07 am
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 4:47 am
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The leader of the squad just laughed. "Your pretty sister was captured with a thug only a few hours ago. The king will reward our platoon when we return with such valuable prizes!" he gloated before turning to Tyrion. "As for you, you think we'll let such a valuable prisoner of war go?! You took our prince, it's only fair we take one in return." he taunted. "Now we can finally know where you're hiding him. I just hope I'm one of the people assigned to get the information out of you." he said, smirking in a rather nasty way.
Arisa gasped at the implications before she started struggling, trying to get away. But it was no use as both she and Tyrion had their hands tied behind their backs before they were being led to the main camp. Arisa was trying very hard not to cry. As it was, she stared down at the ground, her lips pursed tightly together, shoulder's slumped. Her entire posture was despondent and without hope. After all, she had escaped captivity from one set of royals only to be captured by the guards of another. She'd never return home. And though she would likely be reunited with her sister, it would be in captivity and all their parents had dreaded upon the discovery of the twin's powers would come true.
Kendall changed into clothes more befitting a noble. "Captain, now that there is no need to use powers to see into the future, I trust the hunt for the twins will be called off immediately."
"Yes, Your Highness."
"Though I do wish to find Kyria once more. She helped me when no one else could, and I must thank her for her service." he said, careful to keep his words and tone in proper decorum. "As it is Karica that is in the wrong for starting this war, I want a messenger of peace sent to Permandra. He will ask what they want for reparation for the horrid accusation. If it is within our bounds to pay it, Karica will do so." he added, noting that one guardsman had taken up a pad and pencil and was jotting down notes of what he was saying.
"It will be done sir. Once we have your father's blessing of course."
Kendall sighed. "Of course." he muttered, a bit put out. He wanted the war to end as soon as possible. There had been enough bad blood caused between the two kingdoms because of it as it was. He wished to rectify that as quickly as he could, but then again, he wasn't the king yet. "I am sure my father will agree to this once he sees that I am returned to him." he said, his confidant tone returning.
It was then that there was a bit of a commotion. "Captain!" a voice called. Both Kendall and the Captain turned to look. What the prince saw nearly made his blood boil with rage. At first, he thought Kyria had been captured once more and he was enraged to see her looking so sad, but very quickly he realized that this was not the girl with whom he had been travelling. But one who looked so similar could only be her sister . . .
"What is the meaning of this Lieutenant?" the Captain of the guard asked, his tone stern.
"Captain, I have just captured two valuable pieces that could win us the war!" the Lieutenant responded, clearly not seeing or recognizing Kendall standing slightly behind the Captain. "Here is the other future seeing twin! And with her was travelling a prince of Permandra! He must surely know where they have taken our prince!" he all but crowed.
The captain of the guard raised an eyebrow. "If you would use your eyes Lieutenant, you would see our prince has already been found." he stated simply.
Kendall stepped forward. "I want you to go tend to the horses. And set up tents for our guests. Give them every comfort we can provide to make up for the treatment you have given them." he said, his voice rather cold. He then turned to the four guards who were holding Arisa and Tyrion, all of them, along with their leader, gaping like fishes at the sight of the long-lost prince. "Untie them at once." he ordered and waited a second before snapping. "Do as I command!" to get them moving into action. They scurried quickly to do their own things, the Lieutenant slinking away to do as he was ordered, rather disappointed that his catch clearly wasn't of any value now.
Kendall approached Kyria's twin who still looked so despondent. Gently, he grabbed her chin and tilted her head up so that she could look him in the eyes. "May I have your name miss?" he asked, his voice kind and his tone polite.
"Arisa . . ." came the mumbled, rather lifeless reply.
"Arisa. I have travelled with your sister. I ask you to please spend the night at this camp. You and your companion both." Kendall said, giving a respectful nod at Tyrion. "If you wish to leave in the morning, you may and we will supply you with whatever we can spare. But I ask that you stay. For Kyria helped me when I thought I could not be helped. I would see you two reunited if I could." he said, dropping his hand from her chin.
Arisa stared. What was this? She was very confused. "You would reunite me with my sister . . ." she mumbled, her voice still rather lifeless. "And what would you intend then mi'lord?" she asked, her hopelessness quite clear in her entire being.
Kendall just smiled kindly. "I intend to offer your sister a position which she may accept or decline as she pleases. As for you, you will be free to come and go as you please. I would see the hunt for the two of you brought to an end. I would see the war with Permandra brought to a peaceful resolution. There is but one thing I wish to know of the future and your sister holds the answer without her gift. Karica will pose no threat to you or her any longer." he said, his tone soft with the ring of truth.
Arisa could hardly believe her ears. Hope entered her gaze, her stature straightened. "If what you say is true . . . I cannot thank you enough." she whispered. Freedom. Being reunited with her sister in freedom . . . with no more fear of being hunted. It was more than she could have dreamed.
Kendall grinned. "Are the two of you hungry? The guards returned from hunting a while back, I am sure some food has been prepared by now." he said, leading the both of them to the dining tent.
The captain of the guard stayed outside to discuss this development with the guards who had returned as well as to plan a course of action for carrying out the prince's orders and how to find Kyria once more.
((I figure now would be a good time for Kyria to come in, while Kendall, Tyrion, and Arisa would be in the dining tent. Sorry for moving Tyrion around a bit, I just figure it'd be easier for confusion to ensue if they were out of sight when Kyria showed up. XD))
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 5:14 pm
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Once freed, Tyrion stuck in a close orbit to Arisa. His eyes looking over the guards assessing the quickest way to get her out of danger and back in the direction of her home.
He was not expecting the prince, nor his declaration of freedom. Arisa was free. And wherever she went, he'd follow her. This prince knew the sister. . .A tiny smile went on Tyrion's lips. He kept a hand on Arisa's shoulder in protection. He'd given her his word he'd take care of her. "We'll find her." He whispered in her ear. "Thank you, M'Lord." He said to Kendall. "We are."
Kyria had found the camp again. But she was itchy, and swollen. She'd tripped and tumbled down a hill right into a thicket of poison ivy. Aside from the constant scratching, she was also covered in mud and twigs and leaves. Dear god she was a mess. But, no one could see her, she went right passed several gangs of bandits and not one saw her. Yay!
She entered the camp without problems and looked around. The cage was empty. . .Did he escape? He didn't know. But then she hear more noises, sounds of orders being barked around. There was a very large tub of water near the fire so decided to quickly wash herself to get clean and soothe the itch of the ivy. It was funny when a soldier got stroppy because he thought someone had dumped dirt into the tub that was specifically for boiling some meat and veggies. "Kendall?" She called. "Are you here?" She only wanted him to see her, therefore people would only hear the voice but not the person. Like a ghost.
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 5:34 pm
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Kendall nodded, a small smile on his face. However, when they went to the dining tent, the best that was to be had was some bread that had been taken from the last town the guards were in. Kendall refused it, saying he'd wait until what they'd caught had been cooked to eat anything. He wouldn't take something the guards had basically stolen from the villagers of the last town. If he expected change, he supposed he should lead by example. However, he couldn't bring himself to ask Tyrion and Arisa to wait to eat as well.
Arisa, for her part, had taken one piece of bread and was currently nibbling on it rather thoughtfully. This day had been one of many unexpected twists. Her emotions were all jumbled up and she wasn't quite sure how to feel anymore. She supposed she was happy. Things were working out, for once. She smiled at Tyrion, thankful for his words of encouragement. Then she got an idea and she stood, turning to Kendall. "M'Lord?" she asked.
Kendall turned. "What is it?" he responded.
"M'Lord, in Permandra, my mother, I . . . I was separated from her rather abruptly. I have had no chance to contact her. I was wondering . . . is there any way I might send a letter to her?" she asked.
Kendall frowned. "That would be rather difficult as, until my father gives the go ahead for peace negotiations to commence, Karica and Permandra are still at war and to cross the border is . . . hazardous at best. But . . . write your letter. If there is a messenger willing to cross the border, I will send it." he said, smiling a bit.
Arisa curtsied a bit. "Thank you sir." she said softly, sitting back down. However, it was only to nearly jump out of her seat again at a voice she hadn't heard in a very long while.
Kendall had knocked his chair over when he heard her voice and jumped up. Without a word, he exited the tent, the captain of the guard rushing to meet him. "Your Highness, we heard her, but no one can find her!" he reported. The guards were rather in a tizzy, searching for Kyria, all of them wishing to be of help to their newly found prince.
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 5:37 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 7:24 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 8:36 pm
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 8:57 pm
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Married Conversationalist
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Posted: Mon Jan 26, 2015 9:04 pm
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