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YOU HAVE UNTIL FRIDAY SEPTEMBER 28TH 2012 TO GET YOUR POSTS UP BEFORE I TIME SKIP YOUR ARSES

Oh rude. =3=	5.9%	[ 1 ]
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[SiLLEH - - KiTTEH]

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It had only been a few weeks or maybe months later since that act of terrorism. She had been riding away once again, disappearing from the household as soon as she finished her studies. Up onto her horse, she would ride long distances. After all, she was of marriageable age upon her father's decision so this was the time she thought to herself to enjoy as much of her youth as possible. Freedom was the key. Last time she was out to see the vastness of the sea that stretched miles after miles until it lined perfectly blue horizons.

Today she was at the same place; her beloved cliff. She mounted off her horse and trotted to the edge of the cliff. She breathed in deeply the scent of the salty sea, her arms stretched out like an eagle expanding his wings for flight. She jumped forward and dived down completely into the height. It was good that she was able to trick her guard and was able to escape his watch. Besides, she came here for good reason. There was something down the seas. Plunging deeply with a sharp crash into the waves, she dived deep down and swam like a fish there. The feeling was like gliding in air. Her legs moved smoothly to look at underneath the rocks and caves underwater. She had hid something there.


As soon as she reached into her little hideout, she passed by the wonderful colourful fish that peeked above to see the larger figure from their pink and orange corals. It was as though the sun has set to rest under the water. Swimming past the corals she found clamp shells. They were her little cases. One of them was considerably big. She opened that clamp and there it was - her sister's wedding gift.

She forged this gift after many times of going out into the seas exploring and risking her life in case there were sharks. Fortunately, she never met a shark just yet and God forbid that would ever happen. It was a pearl necklace and the pendant was made of shells and pearls, forming into a kind of flowery petal that one would find in the fabulous castles of her garden. It was just a rose; a white rose that is a symbol of for purity and love. She had spent a good amount of time using sandy rough rocks to shape the pearl necklace and the pendant, to the point her hands bled. But fortunately, no one will have to know that amount of trouble thanks to her remarkable healing abilities.

Sighing happily, she rose above the surface and through her hair back, proud to have the necklace in her hand. Pocketing it, she marched up and found her horse galloping across the sand and stopped at her presence. She petted the side of the horse's face gently. He is a strong dark stallion. Unlike her sisters, her horse was dark, dark brown, almost black. He was huge too and has impressive strength and speed and most importantly, he knows who his true master is. “Well, did you enjoy the day, Perseus. Look what I got for my sister,” she grinned from ear to ear, showing him the necklace she made. “That was fun! Come on, Perseus. We can’t miss the royal wedding”.
Mounting back on her horse, she rode her way to Aurarias.

It was a three hour long journey and by then she has mostly dried. Still, she had to make sure that she wasn't too noticed. She had her hooded cloak on, bluish grey in colour. Then she went to her room and changed quickly into a dress much more presentable. The maids, she dragged them in and told them to not worry too much about her appearance. Accordingly they fixed her hair and decorated it with small flowers and purplish pearls to match with her dress. However, before one of the maids left, one of them said, "Before you attend Princess Rea's wedding, the King would like to speak with you... Princess."

There was a moment of silence. Princess Suriya then flicked her wrist dismissing the maid. With a curt nod the maid left. ‘And after that, my guard is going to be unimpressed by me. Again. Worry warts the lot of them…’ she thought. Sighing she looked at herself. She looked at the necklace and placed them in a decorative box. Taking that with her she left the room and made her way to see her father.

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The princess Ophelia greeted him rather rudely, but he was not sure he could blame her as it was early in the morning and he was a mess. He looked down at his appearance, sorting through his thoughts carefully as to choose his words. Offending his betrothed's sister would likely be a bad idea. "I've returned from my travels only now, and did not wish to stay seeing my fiance any longer than I was already forced to." Bowing his head politely, he made sure to keep his tones hushed, as he was sure Libyanna was still asleep. "I apologize for the early hour, as well as my appearance, but I did not want to wait to deliver gifts from my travels to her." Coming up from his bow slowly, he shrugged his saddlebags from his shoulder, his cape closing more tightly across his chest as his arm dropped.

He saw the door behind Ophelia crack open, and he smiled brightly at the sight of his beautiful bride-to-be. She was still wiping sleep from her features, and the deep azure robes surrounding her form proved that she'd barely just awoken. Yet, no less beautiful. The princess spoke to him, almost as if she was offended at his presence. "Prince Arcadius, it seems you have just arrived in Aurarias... and it is still a little earlier. Perhaps you would like to return after we have both had a chance to bath this morning, and join me for a light breakfast?" Her smile was visibly forced in a gesture of pleasantness. Bowing once more, but deeper this time, Arci dropped his saddlebag to the floor. "Princess, I would be delighted. I just wished to voice my apologies for my delayed return. I was near the Roaa River in my travels, and did not hear of your condition until the same time I received the wedding invitation for today. I would have come sooner, had I known." A polite smile graced his features as he straightened his posture.

"I have brought you treasures from the town of Roaadale, as well as from along the way through my adventures. I hope that they shall make up for the hour of my arrival, as well as my appearance." Arci bowed his head politely, looking up into her eyes. "What do you say that we meet in an hour's time on the terrace? I'll request that the wait staff prepares a breakfast for us and has it ready for then." Stepping back from the princesses, he smiled broadly. "Princess Libyanna, Princess Ophelia, if you will excuse me, I will gladly make myself more presentable."

Turning from the women, he returned from the direction he'd come from, seeking a maid. At the end of the hallway he came across a maid who appeared to be neatening a small display against the wall. "My dear, if you would lead me to some place where I can wash up and change into more formal attire, I would be most appreciative." The woman nodded silently, leading him further down the hallway to a slightly ajar door, gesturing to it quietly before returning to where she had been before. Pushing open the door, it opened with a creak to a plush bedroom in shades of dark blue and grey with mahogany wood brightening the scheme. He pushed the door closed behind him, walking to the bed to set down his saddlebags. A door to his left opened to a grey marble bathroom, and the large tub seemed to call his name seductively. Walking through the open door, he began to draw the bath, unclasping his cloak and sliding off his riding breeches before slipping into the warm water.

((TIME SKIP TO AVOID YOU ALL GETTING BONERS!!!!))

After climbing out of the bath, Arci dried himself and entered the room once more, feeling fresh and awake from being clean for the first time in weeks. Reaching into his saddle bag, he pulled out a cloak, as well as his formal tunic and matching pants, slipping on the shirt and pants before fastening his cloak around his shoulders and slipping on his riding boots, which were clean of dust thanks to a quick brush off with a piece of cloth. Brushing his hair back from his face, he looked at the sun through the window. It had only been a bit less than a half hour since he had departed from Libyanna's presence. Going to the doorway that exited to the hall, he motioned to a passing butler. "Could you notify the kitchen staff to have breakfast for Princess Libyanna and I ready on the terrace in a half hour?" The butler nodded. "Certainly, sir." He continued in the direction of the kitchen, and Arci closed the door, returning to the bed to sit beside his saddlebag.

Reaching into one of the leather pouches, he pulled out a large rectangular wooden box with an intricate design on the cover. Inside of it was a pale blue wool cloak and a dress in a slightly more vibrant shade of blue he had gotten made especially for Libyanna in Roaadale. The fabrics were hand dyed by the villagers in the Roaa River, and used an extremely rare dye. Setting it on the bed, he reached into the other bag, which was laden with more gifts for his betrothed. There were two more boxes that matched the previous, but in smaller sizes, and they contained a gold circlet with a matching set of earrings and a necklace, some tea leaves in several varieties grown in the Roaarso Mountains, and an elegant filigree necklace in gold. The last box in the bag was larger than the first and contained a gown made of velvet and silk. He had found the gown at a vendor's stall on his way from Nyisia to Rutrum. The vendor stated that the silk was hand painted, and Arci felt an immediate compulsion to buy the gorgeous piece of craftsmanship from the man.

Grabbing all four boxes, stacked in order of size with the largest on the bottom, Arci slipped on his prince's circlet and cautiously tucked the stack of boxes under an arm, going to the door and exiting to the hallway, closing it behind him. Walking towards the terrace, he nodded politely at those who acknowledged him. He had never felt comfortable in the Aurarias castle. Arci knew that at home he could be as arrogant and pig-headed as he wanted with his family's servants and friends. They had come to expect that of him. But here, he felt that he had to hide his arrogance as a representative of his family. It made him feel repressed and boxed in, and he wsa not fond of the feeling.

One of the servants approached him, bowing courteously. "Sir, as requested, breakfast is waiting for you and Princess Libyanna on the terrace. Would you like help carrying those boxes?" He straightened, reaching out to receive the boxes. "No, but if you could bring a small table to place them on out to the terrace, that would be lovely." He smiled as the servant nodded. "Of course sir. Follow me to the table, please." Arci did so, and walked through the doors that led to the terrace behind the servant, who pulled out his chair for him and offered his arms for the boxes. Handing them to him gently, he sat down, awaiting his fiance. The servant brought over a small table that was nearby, setting the gifts on the surface to await the princess.

//OutOfCoffee... Fixed the template. NOT fixing it again. 11 hours spent on this thing total... Got out a nice post for you guize though.xx

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