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Jul 04, 2013 02:52PM
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Arthur went right back to the castle, unable to find anything else useful. Reporting his failure was just embarrassing.
After riding back, he dismissed his horse to a servant before continuing his way to the throne room.
Elizabeth snuck into the hall with a sigh, brushing some leaves off her dress quickly as she heard footsteps.
Arthur entered the room just as his men came out of the room, carrying the messenger to the infirmary. He took a deep breath of courage, and entered the hall.
She sat down in the corner of the room, picking up a book as her father settled in the front of the hall.
He marched into the hall, standing before the duke before kneeling down and doing the usual ritual a humble and loyal servant does.
Her father greeted him and told him to stand. "What news of the deserter?" He asked firmly.She watched silently from across the hall.
He shook his head negatively. "I can't find anything useful, your Highness. It seemed as though he just dropped sick that way."
He arched his brow. "My men brought him back, you Highness. I tested and confirmed a remaining pulse within him."
"He is alive? Well, then there is plenty of time for a confession on why he did what he has done." Her father looked up Suddenly. "Elizabeth!"She got up, fixing her dress and heading towards them. "Yes Father?" She said as she looked up at him, getting closer.
"You know you're not supposed to be in here, your mother doesn't think a lady should hear such things."
((Sry I'll need to get onto my com to post a long comment. It won't let me go over the amount of characters I just wrote.))
Arthur bowed low, avoiding keeping his gaze on her or any part of her body. "My Lady," he greeted her with his tone he reserved for the nobles.
She smiled slight. "I'm not bothered with formalities beloved knight of my father, especially not as you watch my father chastise me for listening in."
Arthur smiled slightly, but quickly wiped it off as he stood back straight up. e arched a brow at her, but didn't dare go beyond that.
She smiled at him before looking back at her father. "You know I do not follow the rules mother sets, they are beyond ridiculous. Just because I am a women doesn't mean I should willing chain myself with such trivial things."Her father chuckled. "You should watch your sharp tongue my dear daughter. You know many find it threatening.
Arthur thought he was intruding on something he wasn't supposed to. He had an itch of an urge to clear his throat to remind them of his presence, but he stayed silent. He purposefully looked down at the floor, having his mother educate him with manners.
She laughed and looked at Arthur. "Well Knight, do you think a woman with a sharp tongue and mind is frightening?"
He gritted his teeth, debating if he should side his boss of his boss' daughter. "My Lady," he said with a certain nervous edge to his voice. "I cannot say. I am not sure whether 'a woman with a sharp tongue and mind' is frightening, considering I've never met one before." Great. Now he's gonna die from teasing the princess. He and his big mouth.
She laughed. "Don't be nervous. My father won't scorn you for speaking freely. He has always admired my fun. Haven't you father?"He chuckled. "You've given me no choice since you began to speak my dear, you wouldn't stand for anything less." He smiled.
The conversation was getting more and more awkward for him with each word they spoke. He hasn't used to speaking to both the duke and his princess so unformally at the same time. In fact, this was his first time they were speaking informally to him.
Elizabeth smiled and looked at Arthur again. "Oh....I've just realised you two had important matters that needed attending and I have interrupted you."
He looked back and forth between the two high ranking figures in front of him. He really wasn't trained to react in situations like this. He simply stayed silent, his eyes showing just a hint of uncertainty.
She looked back at her father. "I can see why he's your favourite father. He is polite beyond reason and very very strictly bound to what he has been taught."He chuckled and looked at Arthur. "Though it may not sound it, she is being flattering. And you're well enough in my graces to let down some formality."
Arthur simply nodded, still looking a bit uneasy. "I should go, Your Highness. My men are probably expecting my presence any time soon," he lamely excused himself.
She watched him and looked at her father. "Mother is expecting me, is she not? I should go find her.""As you wish. Both of you." He nodded at Arthur.
He bowed low one last time before fleeing the room, certainly uncertain of how he should react im the previous events. That was as awkward as he could imagine happening between a knight and a duke and princess.
She laughed softly as she watched him before leaving herself and heading for the great library to pass the time.
Elizabeth sat in the main hall of the Library, a book in her lap and a small crease between her brows as she read in the quiet room. Enjoying the quiet and few moment when her mother wasn't bagdering her.
Arthur was argueing with his men about petty stuff his men couldn't let go. He got so frustrated he stormed out of the room amf headed for the only place you can find total peace and quite: the grand library.
Elizabeth stretched out on her favourite chaise and continued to read, immersing herself in a world created within the pages of the book. She giggled softly at something she read as she lay there.((Off for the night))
((Isn't that where He's headed? Just have him come in. That's where she is sitting. I thought that's what you were doing. They can start talking and etc.))
Arthur strode in, as if he owned the place. If someone royal catches him doing this, he might as well be dead. But he didn't care at the moment, he was still fuming.
She looked up as he stormed in, putting a bookmark into her book and sitting up straighter as she watched him. "Knight." She greeted him after a moment.
Arthur froze in his steps as he heard her voice. Just his luck. Now he'll be dead for offending the royals. He turned towards the voice, finding what he dreaded to find at that very moment. "Hi," he managed to squeak. Clearing his throat, he quickly bowed low and greeted her back formally. "My Lady."
"Nothing," he answered truthfully, still bowing low before slowly rising. "I just needed a quiet place to think." And calm my freaking nerves, he silently thought to himself.


