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[Lollilox]

They say that chess -- is a lot like war.
Strategy is key -- if you want to win.
So darling,

『♱』T w i s t e d ◦ T r i s t a n 『♱』

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Chuckling lightly, the elven prince smiled over at Bianca. The amounting feeling of glee was bounding around in his chest, and for some strange reason, felt almost as happy as he thought was humanly possible. He was about to speak again, his lips already parted, but before he started, a maid came by. Pouting, Tristan looked at her with a voracious annoyance hiding behind his gleaming red eyes, and he gave a sigh. "Yes I'm quite aware of that fact." He gave a short snarl to the maid, and she took her cue to exit, scuttling off the way she had come. To be honest, Tristan wasn't fond of servants. Anything he wanted done, he could do himself. However, his parents insisted that he be provided with maids and servants of all kind to do the simplest of tasks. In his experience, servants just seemed to get in the way. Tristan pouted again, his ears flattening out in disapproval as the maid walked away, but the pout faded quickly as he felt Bianca take his arm and loop her own through it. The smile returned itself to the handsome elf's face, the goofy looking grin all over his lips.
Smiling even as she brought the issue of his personality up, Tristan nodded curtly. "Spose we shall. But for now, I'm just going to have some fun." Smirking devilishly, the elf's ears perked again and he, without further hesitation, plucked Bianca up from the ground and nuzzled her close to his chest, carrying her with his left arm around her back, the right under her lower thighs.
Easily, the prince began the short walk to the common room, his hidden toned muscles flexing as he carried Bianca away. "So," Tristan smiled down at her, steadily making his way down the hall with his companion in his arms, "have you put any thought into turning down the marriage?" Truth be told, Tristan had considered it several times before. They were told they had a choice.. but knowing their superiors, it would probably be a better idea to just get married. Tristan didn't know what the alternative to marriage was, and chances were, he didn't want to find out.

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Let's strategize.

[Xx-Lost-Tormented-Soul-xX]

Constantine Davi Reilly

Every breath could be your last.

Constantine grumbled to himself, it had been raining pretty hard on his carriage ride to the castle, and unfortunately for him, he hated the smell of the rain. He had finally arrived at the castle and was immediately impressed with how beautiful it was, as well as it's courtyard. 'Well hopefully this day goes well and my new wife-to-be with like beauty as well' he thought as he tried to keep a good mood going. He couldn't lie and say he wanted to marry a stranger, but he wasn't going to let that ruin his life, and he would find a way to get it to work out. Today he was just happy to be able to see his sister and of course to meet his new soon to be wife. He opened his small black umbrella so he wasn't getting wet. Constantine trailed his deep sapphire eyes over the grounds once more before he opened the huge wooden door. He took a couple steps in the entrance hall, and the smell of food hit him. He quickly closed his umbrella, and hung up his jacket. After tightening the small ponytail at the base of his neck, and straightening his shirt, he headed to the dinning hall. Constantine noticed his sister and another princess, "Hello Princess's" he greeted as he walked towards the pair, and brushed a strand of his deep blue hair from his face. Just by giving Constantine a quick look over you could tell he had a great preference to the many shades of blue. The vest he wore to accompany his plainly white shirt was a dark shade of navy. He bowed slightly to both the girls "I'm glad to see I'm not late"

So enjoy them all to the maximum.

[[I hope that was good for my first post >.>]]

[The Spawn of Cookies]

Kiriana Swift
Elven Princess

Kiriana chuckled and waited for the servant to pull the chair out for her "Think nothing of it, Princess Alura" she assured her as she sat down in the chair "Thank You" she added turning her head to smile at the servant before he asked if there was anything she wanted. Thinking to herself, Kiriana rather liked Alura's informality, it was refreshing after the stifling policies she'd been raised by. Of course, she herself was not formal all the time. In fact, she was rarely so except in social events such as this. "I would like a light green mint tea please, no sugar" she asked with a polite smile towards him and then noticed the approaching man.

Recognizing him as the Prince of Deep Water, Kiriana studied him quickly from afar her hand idly brushing any stray hairs behind her pointed ears before she stood to greet him. Smoothing the deep purple gown as she rose to her feet once more she gave a small curtsy of greeting and a smile. "Greetings Prince" she said formally "I am Princess Kiriana Swift of the Great Woods" after introducing herself she sat down once more "Would you sit Prince?" she then asked still looking up at him with startlingly black eyes that discreetly continued to study him. 'This may be my fiance' she mused to herself 'He certainly is good-looking though it is yet to be said for his manner or attitude' as she smiled politely at him, Kan made a direct appearance from her seat on the floor as the bobcat jumped and landed nimbly on Kiri's lap. Surprised, Kiriana laughed lightly at her friend and ran her hand along the wild cat's body. She was fully aware that nobles who were not used to the culture of the Great Woods would find the presence of a bobcat on her lap alarming during lunch. However, to elves it was not unusual and Kanya had always spent mealtimes laying on Kiri's lap as she was now.

[Xx-Lost-Tormented-Soul-xX]

Constantine Davi Reilly

Every breath could be your last.

Constantine smiled upon the beautiful elevn princess, "I'm honored to meet you, Princess Kiriana Swift of the Great Woods" he said with a deep bow to her. Once he was again fully upright he smiled charmingly at her knowing quite well that this could be his fiance, "Please forgive my rudeness eariler, I am Prince Constantine Reilly of Deep Water" he introduced himself formally. "Thank you, I will be pleased to sit with you" he made good on her invitation and sat down, he was a built man, but even he did not like to stand for long. When he had seated himself comfortably he had noticed a bob cat laying on Kiriana's lap, this was a shock to him as he did not see such animals kept indoors before. He eased a smiled onto his face "That is a lovely cat, what may I ask is it's name?" he asked poitely as he took in the animal, he used this to his advantage to also secretly take in more of the princess, 'My, my, she is certainly a beauty and very well-mannered as well. If it comes down to it, she would make a wonderful wife.'

So enjoy them all to the maximum.

[[sorry writers block T^T]]

[Acid Allure]

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» Like a lost flower growing with mad wind... «

→Bibi smiled again as the elf flashed her one of his own. Interest piqued at the word "fun" coming from the prince's mouth, Bianca studied him a second to see if she could figure out what he was up to. However, she was taken completely off guard when she suddenly felt her feet leaving their stable place on the floor. Letting out a little yelp-like squeak, Bianca found herself situated quickly and quite nicely in the elf's arms. Heart beating a hair faster than normal, as the sudden lift had scared her quite a bit, Bianca unhesitatingly curled her arms gently around Tristan's neck. Catching her breath that had also been taken, Bibi glanced up at Tristan who was now moving along, apparently set on carrying her to the common room instead of simply walking her there. "Warning next time, please" she joked, now a bit more comfortable there in his arms.

The lighthearted feeling she had, however, melted away a bit as the prince questioned Bibi about the marriage. Letting her head rest now on Tristan's chest, Bianca frowned a bit at the thought. Of course she had thought about declining to marry... who wouldn't? "Sure have. And that is exactly what I intend to do," she said pointedly, not an ounce of doubt on that fact in her tone. Sure, Bianca knew there would be some sort of punishment should she refuse to wed, but at the moment, she didn't particularly care. "It may not be one's smartest choice I suppose... but what's the worst they can do? Put me to death? Pausing a moment, Bianca sighed, "Even if that was to be, I sometimes think death would be a better fate than to be forced to live a life you don't want... with someone you don't love. Or worse, a life away from someone you do..." There was a sadness in her voice as it trailed off, but still it resided in the girl's eyes now as she turned her face up a bit to look at Tristan, wondering how he would react to her, well, rather depressing feelings and comments on the situation.


» Like a sad river who has no end. «

[Zyphrenda]

Verena Latchford

Verena looked closely at the artwork that was now in front of her. She already knew that there were now two princesses and a prince sitting at a table without even looking over at them. She even knew that there was some sort of animal in the room; of course she knew this only by the scent of blood. She then looked away from the artwork to look them over. She rubbed the back of her neck and decided it would be best to at least go over by them. She walked over to the table and sat a couple of chairs away from them. She was not trying to be rude it is just she did not want to interrupt there conversation.

Verena looked forward and put a calm face on. She played with her white hair for a second then just put her hands on her lap. She took another little look at them to see if she could see what kingdoms they were from. Two of them were from Deep water and the other princess was from Great wood. She smiled with satisfaction now knowing there kingdoms then frowned when she forgot their names. Therefore, she looked forward once more deciding if they cared to talk to her they would, but she doubted they even would.

[The Spawn of Cookies]

Kiriana Swift
Elven Princess

The smile remained plastered on Kiriana's face while the prince introduced himself though there was little to no sign of it being forced. Her cheeks had long grown tired of smiling and were aching with the act but she remained perfectly in control of her features as always "The feelings are mutual, Prince Constantine" she said in response to him being honored. As her sensitive ears picked up the sound of footsteps stopping behind her, Kiriana turned her head gracefully to smile and take her cup of tea from the servant "Thank You very much" she said smiling and taking a sip. The cup she now held was made of fine china like all the other dishes on the table and the tea leaves had been perfectly treated to fulfill all potentials of flavor. Once she had approved of the exquisite taste she handed the servant a few of the coins that were held in a hidden pocket of her skirts.
Once she had payed the servant what she believed he was owed she turned her head back around and caught the prince looking at Kan with surprise. A true smile registered on her face for a moment in amusement as Kan stared directly back then grew bored and yawned widely before settling her head on Kiri's lap to take a small nap. With her eyes still glinting with amusement as Constantine questioned for the bobcat's name she replied smoothly "This is my dear friend Kanya. She has traveled with me from my birth land" still smiling graciously she raised the teacup and took another well-measured drink of the light green liquid before setting it down on the table. Fully conscious of the inspection she was receiving from the Prince she pretended that she did not notice his indiscreet looks as she idly gathered her hair and moved the incredibly long locks to rest on her right shoulder. Without looking at them, her fingers began to subtly braid the strands of hair together and then take it apart in a way of keeping herself calm and composed during long events.

[Xx-Lost-Tormented-Soul-xX]

Constantine Davi Reilly

Every breath could be your last.

Constantine was quite comfortable, just sitting there watching the elven princess braid, and unbraid her long locks of hair. Something about it calmed him, he turned his attention to the napping bobcat in her lap so it did not seem that he was staring at Kiriana. "So what is your home land like? I have never had the pleasure of seeing it myself" he admitted with a small, surpressed tone of disapointment in his voice. He and his father had made a promise to each other about a year ago, they where going to see every land, and every place that may have some beautiful scenary hidden within it. Constantine wished that he could be some where high in the mountains right now instead of sitting at this overly decorated table, but he couldn't say he didn't like his company. The princess was beautiful, and quite intelligent by the vibes he had picked up off her already. Constantie was already starting to enjoy Kiriana's pressance around him, something about her made him want to get to know her better, so that is what he planned to do in the short time they had to converse. The rest of the princes' and princess' were sure to join them soon, and by then conversing with just one person would be difficult.

So enjoy them all to the maximum.

[Lollilox]

They say that chess -- is a lot like war.
Strategy is key -- if you want to win.
So darling,

『♱』T w i s t e d ◦ T r i s t a n 『♱』

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Walking along the barren hall, Tristan cuddled Bianca's little body close to his. His arms seemed to fit so nicely around her, as if her body was made to fit into his. Now, upon these thoughts, the odd 'boyish' thought came up, but Tristan brushed them away, smiling down at her instead, a soft chuckle coming from him as she asked him for a warning next time he decided to pick her up. Shaking his head, Tristan's ears perked happily as he spoke. "There's no point in warning you, that takes all the fun out of it." He laughed again, his melodic little chuckle echoing through the hall. "Besides, I said I was going to have fun, so get used to it."
The smile, however, died off soon after Bianca spoke again. Replacing it with an expressionless face, Tristan gave the best shrug he could as Bianca was still in his arms. She had a point, although, the chance of finding love was already slim enough, but to be married at the same time as you love another... That was rare, right? Frowning a little at himself, the elf prince reached the doors to the common room, lingering outside of them a moment, keeping Bianca in his arms for another few moments as he opened his mouth to speak. "I'd prefer to stay alive.. but there are worse things than death, and I'm quite sure that if we do not accept the marriages, we will witness them." Putting her down gently, Tristan waved a hand in the air as if he was dismissing the idea. "First we have to see who we are wed to. You could get extremely lucky and end up loving him anyway."
Smiling at her softly, Tristan took her arm by the wrist and looped it through his, giving the impression he had escorted her properly the entire way. "I'm sure we'll see soon enough.. but for now, let's eat I'm hungry." With no more ado, the prince stepped towards the doors, pushing the double doors open, surprised to see his sister and both of the oracles present.
Blinking a moment, Tristan smiled brightly at them. "Good afternoon all, I beg your pardon if we are late." Walking with Bianca towards the table, Tristan pulled out a seat for Bianca, waiting for her to sit before pushing the chair in, giving a little stooped bow to the inhabitants of the room. "I'm glad to see we all arrived safely."

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Let's strategize.

[Lollilox]

• ɑʅuɼɑ •
| If the world | is destined to die, |
| will you still love me til the end of time? |

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[ ♥ ] When the maid had come back with Alura's coffee, Alura simply waved her off again, boredly sipping the coffee, tasting it to make sure it was to her standard. Comfortingly, at least she had gotten it right, and Alura relaxed a bit more in her chair, quietly sipping her drink, waving off the conversation she had started with the elven princess. Now, it was time to get some energy back in her tiny form. Her eerie eyes slipped shut, if only for a moment, completely absorbed in her little cup of heaven. Alura gave a soft sigh of happiness, but that was soon stolen as she heard the doors open again, a familiar voice joining the room. Alura's eyes fluttered open, revealing the form of her brother staring her in the face. She gave a soft smile, not bothering to get up to greet him. He, of all people, should have known she wasn't one for traveling. Many trips around and out of Deep Water she had been forced to accompany him on.. and well, in times like those, she had a foul temper, simply for the fact she was so exhausted. "Brother, I'm glad you made it alright." That was all she offered to him, upon finishing, raising the cup to her lips again and taking another sip. It seemed Kiriana was entertaining him anyway. Next, came the palest princess she had ever seen. In comparison to her own skin, she herself looked tanned. The oracle blinked a few times, lowering the cup to speak. "Hello." She smiled, still baffled by the paleness of her skin, and the striking beauty of her face. It took Alura a few tries to look away, and even then it really wasn't working. Instead, Ally closed her ghostly white eyes again, once again absorbed in the cup, however interrupted again by the doors opening yet again. Frowning this time, Alura opened her eyes to look at Tristan coming in through the door, the human princess hooked on his arm. Rolling her eyes, Alura forced a smile and nodded to them both. "Salutations." Alura waved her hand at the two that had just come in and absorbed herself back in her cup. By her count, there were still two royals to show up for lunch, by the looks of it, Dark Desire's and Fair Plain's princes. Alura sighed. It was all so troublesome.

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[Xx-Lost-Tormented-Soul-xX]

Constantine Davi Reilly

Every breath could be your last.

Constantine smiled at the newest arrivals to the room, "I'm quite glad myself to see you both safely made it as well" he said formally, he also took time to notice that his poor travel worn sister looked tragically tired. As he recalled she was not one for travelling normally, so the long trip here had probably taken quite a bit out of her. "I'm glad to see you well dear sister, though I must say you look like the walking dead" He teased her, which was another one of his daily actitivies. He had just noticed another princess had taken a seat just a few seats away from himself, she was extremely pale, but heartbreakingly beautiful. Constantine quickly reconigized her as Dark Desire's vampire princess "Hello princess...." He was trying to remember her name, he started panicking 'Damn think Constantine think!!' he metally yelled at himself, then it clicked "Princess Verena" he remember, hopefully, correctly.

So enjoy them all to the maximum.

[Lollilox]

• ɑʅuɼɑ •
| If the world | is destined to die, |
| will you still love me til the end of time? |

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[ ♥ ] Nodding a bit at her brother, Alura agreed with him about arriving safely; it truly was a miracle she had gotten there in one piece. Never had she been on such a long journey. Three whole days.. It was enough to sit for that long, but in a carriage with minimal stops.. it was torture. Ally grumbled to Constantine as he teased her. Sadly, it was true, though. She was slouched over her tea cup, her strange white-gold eyes sleepy and irritated. "You have no idea.." was all she said before draining her cup and standing up, excusing herself with a little curtsy around the room. Setting the cup down on the table, Alura sighed softly and walked out of the room. Perhaps a little exercise would get her a little more awake. Pacing around in the hall outside the large, inviting double doors, Alura's small body shook a bit as she wobbled up and down the hall, resembling a drunk child. All in all, it was probably quite funny from a perspective view, but Alura was feeling overly stressed and tired on top of it all, and she didn't feel like finding humor in anything at that point in time.

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[Acid Allure]

→ßîαиcα Abяîε∫∫ε Cαяяîиgτøи←
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» Like a lost flower growing with mad wind... «

→Heels clicking on the floor ever so lightly as Bianca was returned to a standing position just outside the common room, she frowned at Tristan's words. Worse than death and worse than a life you don't want? He was so sure there could be such, but Bibi didn't exactly know what to make of that thought. Upon hearing his next words of loving whomever she was to wed, she scoffed, "Pff, not likely" as he took her arm once again and dismissed the subject, opening the doors to the room.

Entering at his side, Bianca gazed around the room taking in the royals who were present. Counting, there were two missing. Studying the ones present, Bianca figured out which they were, the vampire prince and, well the other had been obvious upon entering. Her brother wasn't here yet. Hearing Tristan speak, Bianca rolled her eyes as he was suddenly spewing out greetings and formalities. She, for one, wouldn't have apologized for being late, but that was just Bibi's nature; the girl didn't apologize for much of anything...ever. Not being one for all that mess, Bianca just nodded to the few she made eye contact with and said a simple and rather informal "Hi" as she took the seat pulled for her by Tristan. Situating herself in it, Bianca placed her hands in her lap, one over top of the other and frowned thinking of her brother's absence. She wondered if he had arrived yet. Honestly, Bianca was looking forward to seeing him, as she hadn't in so long... since he had left home Bianca hadn't laid eyes on him. Actually, she didn't know if he'd even care to see her at all, but, she hoped that maybe they could patch some sort of sibling relationship back together after all this time. Finding herself dazing out, as she so often did, Bianca snapped herself back to the moment at hand and looked to her side to see Tristan bowing and putting on such an act. As if he cared that they arrived safely or not. Smirking a bit at his suddenly reacquired manners, Bianca noticed one of the princesses excuse herself, clearly able to tell the vampire and elf, Bibi narrowed her down to be the oracle princess. Watching her walk out of the room, Bianca perked an eyebrow noticing the way the girl just kind of fumbled about. Shrugging it off, she turned her attention back to the people remaining Bianca sighed... what a mess she was in.




» Like a sad river who has no end. «

[Candy Flavored Kisses]

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⇢ ⇢xxRayne grumbled weakly, sitting on the floor in a hall, bored of walking around like a lost and confused moron. He was passed by a few maids who looked at him curiosly, and one even built up enough courage to crouch down beside him and ask him if he was okay, though with a quick smirk and a brush of hair out of his face the maid giggled, jumped up, and practically stumbled back to where she belonged. Rayne sighed,"Some women are so gullible." It wasn't that Rayne did not respect women, coming from a family where he had a younger sister and all, but he had just turned sort of bitter. The only one girl he had ever been truly closed to died a few months or so and Rayne hadn't left his hard shell since. He was pretty sure that if his sister, Bianca, were around she would say he is being a mopey and depressed kid. But wasn't it okay if Rayne could have some emotions, if only for a little while longer?

Always forced to wear the mask and look tough, Rayne was sick and tired of having to be someone he had never even met before. Tired of having to pretend that he could ever be prince material or future-king material. Rayne was just... Rayne. He didn't want to be 'Your Majesty' or 'Your Royal Highness' he just wanted to be himself. And even if everyone hated him after meeting the true Rayne, it wouldn't matter much because at least he got a shot at trying to make people like the real him and not the false facaded him. It had been the only thing he had ever wanted from life, and he had come so close to acheiving it with the woman in the countryside who went by the name Samantha. Rayne sighed, closing his eyes and standing again slowly, honestly becoming lost as he looked for his little sister so he could tease and mess with her. He didn't like having to be serious and quiet and resigned, it was also part of the facade he had turned his life into, and he didn't like it one bit. He grumbled again, more profanities.

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[Lollilox]

They say that chess -- is a lot like war.
Strategy is key -- if you want to win.
So darling,

『♱』T w i s t e d ◦ T r i s t a n 『♱』

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Looking around the room before nodding back to the male oracle, Tristan's curious red eyes scanned the people. Of course, there was his sister.. and the set of oracles, who Tristan simply nodded to, even as Alura left. He was familiar with her already, there was no point in speaking to her to get to know her. Well, they had already practically grown up together. A long time ago, they were actually paired together to be married, before the elders had decided on this whole idea. King Reilly and his own father had conspired to stick their two kingdoms together, and by all means, it would have been a good move, strategically. However, everything from mannerisms to even the sheer size of the petite oracle were different from what he himself was like.
Thinking back, Tristan's ears flicked around, somehow glad that he was sitting at that table now. Alura was more like a sister to him than a wife, and if he was to marry her.. well.. Tristan, for once in his life, didn't think he could bring himself to lay with her to produce an heir.
Shuddering slightly, the elven prince glanced back at the doors that had closed, Alura securely behind them. He gave a soft smile around the table again, and glanced over at Bianca who seemed upset about the whole thing. It was understandable, but somehow, even her being irritated brought a smile to his face. Chuckling at her, Tristan leaned towards her and poked her on the cheek.
"Why so glum?"

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Let's strategize.