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The shy one

James Lanam
It was strange how James knew what was happening. It was as if he had the 'inner eye'. Since right that moment, James knew what Arik wanted to ask him, so he quickly and yet again, distressingly told him. "I know" And so he returned to his book, this time about sorcery and such.It wasn't a bad book, no it was way far from being bad.But ofcourse, the book was a fluke. There was no such thing as sorcery in Jame's Logic. And so far Jame's logic hasn't been wrong.

The..."Innocent" One.

Bri grew up living in the castle, she was taught how to be a proper lady, and to never leave the castle walls alone. So she never did, but she always wondered why she was told not to, and so her fascination with the rest of the kingdom began. Sometimes at night she would have these plans to go and escape, but she was always caught. But she never lost hope to find out what was out there.

Bri looked out the big window in her room, she could see the whole kingdom from there. She smiled, "Someday I will go see the rest of the kingdom" she promised to herself. She walked away from the window and left her room. She needed something to do..'Maybe I shall see what Mena is up to..' she thought to her self as she walked around looking for her, she stopped at the entrance to the castle, she touched the big door.."Someday.." she said to herself.

【Charlotte ℓσʈʈє Huntington】

"I have moved from certainty to doubt..."

"...and I've heard that the Lord Brimley -the son mind you, the one with the dashing smile- was interested in both Lady Scarlett and Lady Dove!" The room erupted in gasps of shock and cries of glee as the juiciest gossips tumbled out of the rouged lips of the young maidens sitting around the queen's chamber. While the other ladies delved into the sordid adventures of the nobles (and the tales were indeed scandalous), the queen only smiled faintly to show that she was paying attention to the scene around her. She was working on the embroidery that trailed along the top of her dress and it required all her attention to sew on the delicate royal symbols of her betrothed's country. Charlotte, also bent over her dress, was trying to do her best to make her flowers look more than lopsided stains. She let out a sigh and placed her needle and thread down. All the sewing was cramping her hands and she was ravenous from the morning ride.

"Does anyone wish to have some tidbits to eat? I'll go down to the..." No sooner had Charlotte uttered these words when all the ladies pipped up with what they wish to eat. Charlotte tried to her best to remember all the names and the special preferences and made her way to the kitchens. She found a servant, relayed her orders and sat down to have a nibble on the light pastries.

"...from devotion to rebellion."

the outgoing one

Logan walked down the hall after his brief conversation with James. He never really understood that man, even though they had been part of the guards for some time now.
He walked out of the hall and towards the kitchen where he was going to grab a small bit to eat before heading to the stables to his horses.
He walked to the kitchen and saw a girl sitting and enjoying a small pastry. Logan noticed her as one of the girls from the queen's court.
"Good day." He said as he gave a small bow. "Are you enjoying yourself?"

【Charlotte ℓσʈʈє Huntington】

"I have moved from certainty to doubt..."

"Good sir, I am certainly enjoying myself immensely...except I've noticed that a certain noble from your court was less that courteous. But no matter. Tell me kind sir, what are some of the pastimes of your land? I am just dying to escape from embroidery"Charlotte turned around, curtsied to the young noble and flash him her cheekiest grin. She glanced at his attire and noticed that he was dressed for riding. Of course, Charlotte had already rode for the day...yet her horse must be missing her terribly...

"Tell me sir, are you going to the stables? I hear that your king is a fine horseman and that your stables have some of the finest horses in the world."Charlotte blushed coyly, as if she was embarrassed by her flippant tone and rose the back of her hand to her lips. She looked down demurely and hoped that she acted charmingly enough for him to escort her to the stables. That way, she couldn't be reprimanded for escaping her duties, after all, her main job was to create friendly relations between the two countries."

"...from devotion to rebellion."

The shy one

James Lanam
It took James awhile to get past the piercing and curious stares of the ladies. He didn't like the attention but attention seem to find him. Even when he arrive at his ready bath, flocks of women reside outside the wooden door. That was the only thing that stood between James, and the disturbing curiosity of the woman population.
After finishing what seem to be years of hygienic care, James quickly put on his pants and a top. Top,pants?, where was his clothing.
Oh no, his helper (he didn't like calling them servants) forgot to bring his clothing. It took him quite sometime before James could escape on the window, with only a piece of towel around him.
That didn't help either as more eyes were on him.
Its been a long half-hour, and James found himself arriving at his bedchamber, very red.

The..."Innocent" One.