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Nov 30, 2013 06:08AM
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((It's okay. Teagan was just delivering the dress to the young princess. The plan was that Teagan would run into our character))
((UMM I'm really embarrassed to be asking this but.. what's the plot again? Sry.. So sry... ='( Forgive?))
((A royal human befriends a werewolf (not to his knowledge) and, being tired of his royal life, he runs away with his new found friends. While on the run from the royal guards, they slowly start to fall in love. But then he finds out she is a werewolf and all that drama.
So they already met in the forest, she didn't know who he was, so he told her he was a hunter. Now Teagan is delivering a dress to the young princess as a favor to her friend, the royal seamstress.))
So they already met in the forest, she didn't know who he was, so he told her he was a hunter. Now Teagan is delivering a dress to the young princess as a favor to her friend, the royal seamstress.))
((Wait, so who's the were n who's otherwise? o.O))
((Your character is the Prince, mine is the werewolf))
"But..." Arthur started to protest. "No BUTS!" the king boomed from his royal throne, glaring down at Arthur. "Dismissed."
Arthur growled, but wisely said nothing more. Without another word, he turned on his heels and stormed out of the throne room, brooding. Stupid father. Always so damned bossy. The King and his pride and self-esteem. He passed through a few corridors, planning on exiting the castle just to go against his father and piss him off once again. But before that, he made a detour to his room to finish up on some of his work.
Teagan walked through the large entrance halls. Her mouth gaped open in wonder as she stared at the detail figures carved from marble and the gold embroidered hangings. A maid walked by and chuckled, "Ahh, you'll get used to it. After cleaning it all, it'll even start to sicken you. " the round lady said as she passed. Teagan broke out of her trance and became aware of her current task, "Um, excuse me me, where can I find the Princess, I am to deliver her new dresses." she called after the lady, who in return ignored her, and exited through a servant door.
Teagan sighed and looked around. Not seeing anyone in sight, she decided to try and find her own way. After debating wih herself for a moment she chose upon a particularly grand staircase to her right.
Teagan sighed and looked around. Not seeing anyone in sight, she decided to try and find her own way. After debating wih herself for a moment she chose upon a particularly grand staircase to her right.
((Sry! I went for camp...))Arthur finally shouldered his backpack, done with his packing for the day planned to hunt. So what if there was a pack of wolves prowling the area? He could deal with them easily. He was more than capable to handle a few wild predators. Not to mention if there were two tigers attacking him. He was trained so, although he still thought of tigers a bit too extreme to train with, even with the knowledge that they'd be killed if the trainers think they'd be able to get at him. But that's another case. He was simply dealing with a pack of wolves. And it's going to be rare if that same pack of wolves came up to him without him noticing them first. But truthfully, he was more afraid of his father's wrath than of the danger the wolves present. With that, he exited his room and headed back downstairs.
Teagan saw a man come out of a room in the hall she was now walking through. "Um, excuse me," she spoke up, "do you know where the young princess is? I am to deliver a dress to her." she said. The man was still to far away for her to recognize his face as the man she met in the forest.
Arthur paused and turned around. Of course, he hesitated. He heard that voice before somewhere. But, the million-dollar question. He let the unknown person approach him, his hand already resting on the hilt of his dagger strapped to his waist. For all he knew, she was probably an assassin. But deep down, he knew he was overreacting.
She wearily drew closer to the man, noting how tense he had become. "Sir?" she asked, using the same title that had amused him before. His face was revealed to her as she stood near enoigh to him. She studied his familiar features, wondering where she had seen him.
Arthur in turn studied her, until recognition suddenly clicked in his head. "You're from the woods," he stated for than asked. He was, of course surprise, and it caught him off-guard for a moment. What was she doing here? She said something about delivering a dress to his sister...
Teagan cocked her head slightly, looking at him with a mix of confusion and curiosity, before the recognition hit, her eyes widening as the discovering settled in. "Yes..." she said, wondering why a hunter would be here in the castle, and wearing very fine clothes.
Arthur arched a brow. "Why are you sending a dress to my-" he paused, almost saying 'my sister'. But he remembered he told her he was a hunter. He must not let that change. "To the princess?" he quickly corrected himself, looking her right in the eyes. They were... different.
Teagan looked at the delicately wrapped package in her arms. "The royal tailor was sick, so she asked me to deliver to the Princess in her place...but why are you here?" she asked him, studying his clothes. She noticed the gold embroidery, and silk cuffs.
"I..." he hesitated, trying to quickly come up with an excuse or make up a story. "Am a royal hunter," he finished uncertainly, but trying to put on his most sincere smile towards her. "Is the royal tailor a friend of yours?" he asked, attempting to change the subject and focus their attention of conversation to her.((She's a were right?))
"Yes, she is a very good friend of mine...but, why are you wearing such fine clothes? And wandering the halls of the castle?" she asked, not being swayed from her curiosity. ((sorry it is so short, there was really nothing else to say haha))
((No probs =D))((Is she a were? o.O))
"I was... reporting to the adviser and King of the latest news," he said lamely. "I simply wear clothes like this for my presentation. Unless you expect me to wear peasant-like clothes to meet His Highness?" he arched a quizzical brow.
"My aplologies, sir, I meant no offence, I only thought it a little odd." she cast her eyes down respectfully, "Do you happen to know where her higness resides?"
"I'll take it from here," he muttered as he took the clothes gently from her. "I'll just hand it to one of the maids to get it sorted." Then he can go out hunting.
"Oh, thank you, but I was ordered to take it directly to her myself." she said timidly, hoping she wasn't annoying the man. "If you don't know where her room is then I can go find it on my own. Sorry for taking your time, sir." she said a she reached forward, gently pulled the package out of his hands and began to walk past him, after performing a quick curtsy.
He blinked. Nobody EVER did that to him. It angered him but amused all at the same time. He suddenly felt devoted to guide her to his sister's room. Simple politeness taught by his parents were to be thanked. He quickly caught up with her again. "Hey, I can lead you to her-" he paused. "The princess' room," he corrected himself.
"Oh my, thank you sir" she said, grateful that she wouln't have to wander through the halls much longer. She had been trying to find the Princess's room for half of an hour. She offered the man a small smile to show her gratitude.
They turned a few corners until they finally reached a door that was overly decorated with all sorts of colours. Arthur sighed. His sister really was beyond control. She can't even keep her room door clean. Same old sister he has known all his life. "She should be in here." He stepped forward and knocked on the door.
Teagan waited patiently until a young girl of about twelve opened up the door. She was dressed in an extravagant dress of olive green silk, intricately embroidered with gold thread, with small pearls embedded into the sleeves and bodice. Teagan dropped into a low curtsy. A voice sounds from the door, "Brother, I thought you were going out. What are you doing at my chambers. Who is this?" she asked, the last question as her eyes landed on Teagan. Teagan looked up questioningly at the hunter before straightening.
Arthur's eye twitched at her endearment for him. "My lady," he said, with an edge to his tone, as if in warning. "This is a friend of the royal tailor. She is here to personally send a dress to you." It was the first time he had ever spoken to his sister this way. Of course, he hoped as hell that his sister was smart and mature enough to get his point and stop calling him her brother.
The princess's face lit up at the mention of her dress. Teagan offered her the package. The yoing girl gently opened the package and pulled out the dark blue, satin dress. Even Teagan found herself gaping at the beautiful garment. The girl grinned at the hunter, "Please go fetch mother, I want her to see me try it on." the whole edginess of her brother slipping her mind as she concentrated on the beautiful detail of diamonds lining the neckline and cuffs of the mid-length sleeves.
((Brb! N pls always be the last to reply or I wont ='( ))
((Whoops! Sry I'm on mon phone... reply in a while n I'll reply from com =P))
Arthur's eye twitched at how she talked about mother with him. Didn't she have a clue. Without another word, he stomped back down the hallway. Stupid sister. How naive could she be? Immature little brat. Of course, he knew he was only thinking such things because he was mad at her.
"Are you well pleased your Highness?" Teagan asked, still admiring the dress. The young, grinning princess nodded, "I am, extremely. Give my regards to the seamstress, and thank you for delivering it." The girl took a gold coin off of her dresser and placed it in the palm of Teagan's hand before dismissing her and closing the door.
Teagan followed after where the hunter had gone wanting to find out if what she just heard was true, not that it was her business.
Teagan followed after where the hunter had gone wanting to find out if what she just heard was true, not that it was her business.
"You know her," Arthur sighed exasperatedly. "I can always tell her off if you don't want to, mother.""No. I'll be there. Ask her to wait for a moment," the queen told her son.
Arthur felt as if he was a messenger. He pinched the bridge of his nose over and over again in frustration as he headed back to his sister's room.
Teagan was lost. She had gone down many hallways, not knowing which was the way to go. She would never be able to find her way out of this maze of corridors. And where were all the maids and guards? She hadn't come across one since she left the grand entranceway. She sighed and plopped down on the floor, her skirt surrounding her like a puddle. She leaned against the wall and closed her eyes, trying not to cry from the frustration.
"If you want mother to come now, you go call her yourself. I'm your elder brother, for goodness sake!" Arthur exclaimed before he turned on his heels to continue his plan of going hunting, leaving his sister fuming behind him. He KNEW she was staring daggers at him and muttering non-too pleasant things about him. It just ran in his family.Arthur paused when he saw someone on the floor. The skirt looked extremely familiar, and only as he approached that he recognised that it was the girl from the woods, friend of the royal tailor. "Lost?" he asked softly. Where was the royal guards and maids?
Teagan looked up at the voice, tears pricking at her light grey eyes, threating to pour out. She smiled shyly, embarrassed. "Yes, I am afraid so. I'm not used to such large places." she attempted to stand up, but in doing so she caught her heel in her dress, tearing both the dress and breaking the heel of her shoe.
((You finish that dinner yet? :P))
