Alliance; arranged marriage rp OPEN & ACCEPTING!!!!!

[The PrinceofHeart]

Y o h o ! Y o h o !

Anne blinked in surprise when Zenith just scooped her up into his arms, subconciously wrapping her arms around his neck to hang on. She blushed slightly, smiling in amusement. "Guess so."
She ahd to admit, sitting on his lap was comfy... Anne nuzzled close, kissing his cheek and jaw slowly.

A p i r a t e ' s l i f e
f o r m e !

[Artemis Copernicus]

~Elaine Svenson~

Elaine let her fingers float over the keys, lost in a reverie. It was so familiar. Each note seemed to bring her back to a time before everything had changed. To a time when her life was nothing more than bliss. In fact, it seemed almost too real. Though she knew it had to be her imagination, she could have sworn that she heard the familiar sound of the violin in the background. Abel... But she knew it couldn't be him. He was long gone from her life and he wasn't coming back. There was no way that he would.
As her fingers fell onto the last key, her ears caught the sound of the violin once more. The sound caused her to pause. No. It's a lie. It's a mistake. Don't fool yourself. Standing up, Elaine turned to head out the door, but as she looked up, she saw the face of the man she had spent years thinking of; Abel.
Her breath caught in her throat and quickly she looked away. No; not here. Not now of all times! Hoping that he hadn't seen her, she made her way towards the door and let her hand touch the reassuring metal.
Of course he had seen her; he'd been playing the same song as her. But even knowing that fact, she told herself that she had to get away. She wasn't the princess he knew before, but a simple baker now. She had hidden away while her people suffered. She had abandoned her kingdom. Who was she to face him? She was no one.
Turning the knob, Elaine stepped out into the night. She needed to do something, but what?

[YukariKotoko]

[[ ~ ∞I'm tellin' ya that this'n Jesta ain't a D O L L Y for ya to play with ∞ ~ ]]

[[ ~ ∞ So wipe that damn annoyin' smirk offa yer F A C E ∞ ~ ]]

[[ ~ ∞ Oh yes, surprised that my identity is truly a P R I N C E S S ? ∞ ~ ]]

|| ::~ Rurutia Del Amore/Rurutius ~:: ||

Rurutia managed to hide her snort as a sniff of sympathy. Whoa, what was with the people here? Eh, she shrugged eyes resting on the people in turn as if she could read their stories. Their lives, their misery and conditions. Of course she couldn't, but what was important was that you appeared to do so. You could learn from their mannerisms, yes, she had grown up watching people all the time. Constantly watching as she was watching Jolene now, and carefully listening, drinking in the information. If there was a master at listening, then Rurutia was like a giant ear. Metaphorically speaking of course.

"Saying if over and over again doesn't change the world my dear... but of course, you're clever enough to have figured this out already. Doing the best we can? When all we are left with is fragments of the whole... then there is no longer any point. We can try to build things up again, but without the central heart and whole of it? It won;t be long before it falls apart again...." The accent dropped again, her expression dark. Once this was said, she gace Jolene a curt bow and slinking out of the kitchens, uttering a generous 'thank you' to the others. Through the castle, Rurutia made her way to the front door and stood there, looking over the village. Stressed. Anxious. Irritated. Burdened with responsibility. She was only a Princess. She couldn't save this kingdom. She couldn't save everyone. Then why did she feel like she had to? Why did she feel responsible? Because I'm a fool.... She rubbed her temples once more, slipping fingers under the mask to ease the tension. There was no point in thinking over it now. It wouldn't be long before she could return to her own kingdom of glittering Laedra.

[manga_artist303]

~*~

Zenith shivered pleasantly when the ex-barmaid kissed his cheek and jaw, but he didn't let her do it for long. It was only a minute before he gently tipped her chin up a little, placing his lips gently against hers. I really can't get away from this girl...

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Abel smiled when she looked at him. It was her. His precious Elice... He blinked and quickly got up when the woman headed to the door. Why is she leaving? She looked straight at me... "Eli!" he called after her, jogging to catch up. The knight wished he wasn't wearing his armor. He moved so slow with it on. "Please wait up." Don't go, Eli... Holding his heart together was so hard without her.


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[The PrinceofHeart]

Y o h o ! Y o h o !

Anne hummed in content when Zenith's lips fell on her own. She gently ran her fingers through his hair as they kissed, relaxing in his arms.
This... This was heaven...

A p i r a t e ' s l i f e
f o r m e !

[Artemis Copernicus]

~Elaine Svenson~

Eli. That's always what he used to call her. Biting her lip, Elaine paused outside. Maybe she didn't deserve to see him after abandoning everything she'd ever loved, but he seemed desperate. The way he called her name wasn't that of a man knowing a woman, but of someone broken and in need of help.
Taking a deep breath, she allowed herself the opportunity to wipe the flour off of her apron before she turned slightly. She didn't dare to speak, but she would allow herself to listen. He at least deserved that.

[manga_artist303]

~*~

Zenith held Anne close, sighing quietly. This was really nice. A quiet room, no interuptions, and the girl of his dreams in his arms... things didn't get much better than that.

~

Abel had his trademark smile on his face, but his eyes showed his true emotions. Love, confusion, fear, desperation, heartache... "I'm so glad you're alright," he said quietly. "I was afraid that..." He couldn't continue, his throat clenching shut at the thought. He'd been afraid her older brother Blaise, the one who'd taken the throne after murdering the king, had gotten her too... "I missed you, Eli," he continued, noticing her reluctancy to speak. His voice shook slightly as the relieved tears started running down the knight's face. "Please don't go. Please..."


~*~

[The PrinceofHeart]

Y o h o ! Y o h o !

Anne sighed softly, slowly pulling away after a moment to catch her breath. She smiled softly at Zane, nuzzling close to him. "I love you..."
She could say it with her entire heart... She didn't care if people would look at them and think they jumped the gun too fast. She didn't care if they only really knew each other for two days. A lot had happened...
She's never felt this way about anyone before. Never.
This had to be something that would last. Her gut was telling her so...
Anne kissed his cheek softly, one hand coming around and gently fiddling the necklace inbetween her fingers. "...I bet... my parents would've... really liked you..."
The ex-barmaid couldn't hold back from getting a little choked up about her parents. She laughed softly, a few tears threatening to break loose from her eyes. "Funny... Why do I miss them so much... when I barely remember them?" she aked quietly, her voice trembling a little as tears dripped down her face.

A p i r a t e ' s l i f e
f o r m e !

[Artemis Copernicus]

~Elaine Svenson~

How could she argue with that? No matter what she had thought before, she couldn't let him be so sad. Moving towards him, Elaine gently brushed his cheek with her index finger. "Come now Abel, don't cry. I'm right here. I'm not going anywhere," stated Elaine with a smile. She really didn't expect this from him. Of course she had missed him, and from the bottom of her heart she had prayed that he had missed her, but she would never have thought that he would cry over her.

[manga_artist303]

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"I love you, too..." Zenith smiled softly as Anne talked about her parents. It was definitely hard for her. "Just because you don't remember up here," he told her calmly, lightly poking her forehead. "Doesn't mean you forgot there." The rogue pointed to her heart, pulling Anne closer. He wiped the tears away, kissing her cheek.

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Abel smiled and wiped the tears away, gently placing his hand over hers. "I'm so happy you're here." He hesitated before giving Elice a light hug. It was a little awkward for him, being in armor and not being able to give Elaine a hug for nine years. It had been so long... But it didn't matter anymore. Eli was here, and it made everything right...


~*~

[Artemis Copernicus]

~Elaine Svenson~

"Oh Abel, you're very bad at this," Elaine stated in jest as one of his armor plates dug into her arm. She wasn't angry though. In fact, she laughed slightly as she hugged him in return. "It's alright though. It's more than alright." Once more Elaine smiled, though she could feel the pin prickles behind her eyes. She didn't want to cry and considering the fact that he had, she knew that it would just lead to more crying. So instead, she stated, "I'm glad you haven't outgrown me. I would have expected you to be a bit taller though." Elaine giggled at that before leaning her head against his shoulder.

[The PrinceofHeart]

Y o h o ! Y o h o !

Anne sobbed just a little as Zenith gave her a little pep-talk, nodding slowly and hugging him tightly. "I just... wish I had more time..."
More time... That seemed to be on the high of her wish list, lately... Time just wasn't something she could grasp that much...
Maybe that's why she fell in love with Zenith so fast, and clung to him desperately and didn't want to let him go for a moment... Somehow, she knew... time was delicate and flimsy. If she wasn't careful... it would disappear...
...And he would too...

A p i r a t e ' s l i f e
f o r m e !

[manga_artist303]

~*~

"I know." Zenith held Anne close and wiped the tears from her face. He gave her a reassuring smile, lightly pushing the hair out of her face. The rogue kissed her on the forehead and did his best to comfort the ex-barmaid in her fragile, emotional moment. Zane wanted her to be happy more than anything...

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Abel smiled sheepishly when the princess pointed out he wasn't the best at this, the expression softening as she continued talking. "I could never outgrow you, Eli." It was about as likely as him outgrowing Cain; virtually impossible. His counterpart would always be his best friend, and Elice would always be the one he loved...


~*~

[The PrinceofHeart]

Y o h o ! Y o h o !

Anne smiled a little as Zenith wiped away her tears and kissed her forehead. "I don't know what I'd do without you..." He was so good to her. No doubt she'd still be stuck at that stupid pub and being leered at by drunk and lecherous men.
Anne cuddled up close to him, kissing him softly on the lips again.

A p i r a t e ' s l i f e
f o r m e !

[YukariKotoko]

[[ ~ ∞I'm tellin' ya that this'n Jesta ain't a D O L L Y for ya to play with ∞ ~ ]]

[[ ~ ∞ So wipe that damn annoyin' smirk offa yer F A C E ∞ ~ ]]

[[ ~ ∞ Oh yes, surprised that my identity is truly a P R I N C E S S ? ∞ ~ ]]

|| ::~ Rurutia Del Amore/Rurutius ~:: ||

Imminent war with Thoruntor. That seemed to be the presiding issue here: More important than the arranged marriages it seemed. If she remembered correctly, wasn't Trinity Mordwellen engaged to High Prince Vincent? Well... Rurutia had spies everywhere - perhaps the King of Thoruntor had decided to use Trinity to gain the kingdom by legitimate means... and then would the King to be Vincent become the target of assassination? Plot and intrigues. Very, very interesting indeed. And it would be a big mess to be caught up in the middle of it. She pitied the tragedy of Trinity and Vincent - afterall, it seemed as if they had to dance to fate's melody, but most of all she felt she had to do something for the people of Ethra. Not the Princes, nor the nobles, but the real, living essence of Ethra. Laedra, although great in Weaponry and Tactical expertise, was only so large. She couldn't implicate her own people. Lips puckered in thought and she began to walk down to the village, some night stalls still open at this late hour.

Then an idea came to her - even if she couldn't implicate Laedra with her identity as a Princess, she could very well continue playing the Court Jester... and lend her weaponry expertise to the blacksmith og this village. There was much she could teach and perhaps, after all the political turmoil had ended, if and when Ethra survived it, she would propose an alliance. She had earlier metaphorically slapped the blacksmith on the hand, so now she shoudl extend a hand of friendship. The materials were good... very high quality - just the skill seemed to need more polishing. A lot more polishing. And with good weaponry, she could leave the fighting to those who were experienced and the Ethran population would be better defended. Smiling with self satisfaction, Rurutia made her way towards the Blacksmith, feet skimming across the floor. Wait, skimming across the floor? There was something distinctly not right, but Rurutia couldn't quite put a finger on it.

Her heart almost stopped when she realised that her ancestral heirloom weapon had been left in the kitchens. It was swathed in rags and cloths but... if anyone were to find out her identity from that... she dared not think of it. She immediately turned around and ran back to the castle, heart hammering. The boyish looking Jester ran into several people, apologising without stopping even when knocking another over.