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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2017 10:36 am
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Prince Tousa of Darinest & Prince Zavia
Tousa got himself ready slowly, running a brush through his hair and freshening himself up with the small basin of water and cloth next to it to dry his face off. He shaved at what stubble was there, coming off clean faced finally after the past month of travel it had grown a bit. He then put on clothes more fit for the court that he was now a part of once again.
He stepped out of the room with his arms folded into the other's sleeves and looked to the servant waiting at the door. "Take me to the garden for the morning meal please. I do not wish to keep the Princess waiting any longer." The thick, long clothing just barely touching the ground, his shoes barely visible. The clothing restricted movement slightly, to prevent assassination attempts from being very easy for both guests and owners of the castle.
Zavia sat in the room, looking up at the king's old hunts, several creatures, either fully stuffed, or the head's mantled along the wall. Why the king's son never admired this room the way he did he would never know. He took a deep breath as he waited, a wicked grin showing on his face. The mantle just behind the seat he was in was that of a full body werewolf, bearing it's fangs and looking at the door, as if ready to pounce. It was a rather intimidating visage, but he wondered how another werewolf would react to it.
The guards looked to Anja and gave a small nod, the guards two different one's than from yesterday. Both were clean shaven and much better off equipment wise. Their tabards marked them as part of Prince Zavia's military escort rather than of the Tousa's kingdom. "We will be escorting you to see Prince Zavia." The guards must have switched out sometime during the middle of the night while she had been asleep.
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Posted: Thu Nov 09, 2017 1:35 pm
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Tamara arrived at the garden she was painting at yesterday. It was still so lovely. She arrived before he did, and took a seat and waited with her hands in her lap. She couldn't help but glance around at all of the flowers, and butterflies. So many colors. Her garden back home wasn't this amazing, not that she was allowed to really go there.
Anja shrugged at the soldiers and followed them down the hallways. She was a bit nervous about dining with that male. He must have something up his sleeve. No matter what he does, she has to remain calm. If she hits first.....thats grounds for execution. Attacking a member of a royal family, and from a different kingdom? Not good. She got to the room and the guards opened the door and announced her presence. She walked in, thinking nothing was going to be normal. But as soon as she stepped in the room, she froze.
Anja stood there, frozen, looking at all of the heads and stuffed animals. Her heart and mind screamed. Anger boiled up deep within her. It took all of her might, restraint and willpower not to scream and attack Zavia, then go and find the King and dispose of him.
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Posted: Sat Nov 11, 2017 3:25 am
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 1:06 pm
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Posted: Tue Nov 14, 2017 1:15 pm
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Tamara stopped eating while he spoke. She swallowed the last little bit in her mouth. No guards? What if they were attacked? Tousa and Zavia were good fighters, but did they stand a chance against a great number? She didn't want to tell him her thoughts, she had to gain his affection, by any means, "That is alright with me. It will be peaceful, and good not to hear the clunking of armor all the time." she smiled and took another bite
Anja backed off the door and headed to the seat. She tried not to look at them all. She could hear their souls cry out. She was fighting every murderous urge in her body as she sat down. Markings on her face appeared, as well as wolf ears. She couldn't help it. At least her hands weren't claws. She wasn't going to eat anything.
[What if, until its time to go, Zavia makes a rule that says Anja has to dine with him in that room, or else she won't eat? She goes hungry until their journey and keeps it from him. And that can account for her not healing right after being pierced by an arrow]
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