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 Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2021 11:41 pm
Demitrious Von Varibon Reseria
After hearing her ask about gifts he just looks at her dumbfounded. At a loss for words he just blinks for a couple times, the prince genuinely not knowing what to say. How can she not know the custom of being marrried? Especially as a ROYAL! You are supposed to be SHOWERED in gifts. Gold,. jewelry, trinkets, ALL THE ABOVE!
"You do know that you are supposed to be given a lot of gifts for being married right? A sort of "Welcome to the royalty!" Type deal. We will be gifted gold, trinkets, jewelry and other useful items, the point of us going into town to pick out what we need is to help the people who want to give us gifts get the things we could get the most use out of! I cannot believe you do not know this!"
With an "ugh" and a sigh, he just leans against the window of the carriage, looking out of it into the orange sky that reflects the state of Reseria. Low desert, barely any trees. Looks like Las Vegas basically.
" What do you think you could most use for a gift in the future of our marriage?"
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Posted: Tue Feb 02, 2021 11:52 pm
Wynter Wynter was just about to let her mind drift away from whatever the hell just happened, her eyes glancing at the filthy, even partially bloody floor. Her lips curved into a grimace, knowing sooner or later she'd be dragged out to be broken just like the rest of the poor girls here. It was sadly pathetic this is what she had fought so hard to live the next day for. When would life cut her a ******** break?
Though suddenly, she realized she stopped hearing the male's thunderous boots. With a semi-confused scrunch of her face, her silver eyes shot to the cell door, stepping off the wall the second she heard and saw he was... right in front of her cell. Pointing at her. Ohhhhhhh ******** ******** ******** ******** ******** ******** ******** ******** ******** all she could think for that split second as the cell opened, immediately locking her attention as the guard came forward to nab her and drag her out. Instead of letting her arm be grabbed, because that would be game over, she grabbed his first and yanked downwards, bringing her knee up to smash into his face. Not in a million years was she just going to go and suffer whatever the ******** this guy would do to her.
"Don't ******** touch me-"
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 12:02 am
KisaThe Beacon of Light
Useful items: Gold, trinkets, jewelry? Not in Kisa's opinion. Not at all. In fact those were quite possibly the most useless items she could think of.
I guess I shouldn't be surprised... this is Reseria, after all... Thorival isn't like this... I wonder why he's the only one that doesn't seem to be drunk on all this.... materialisticness and greediness... What good are gold and jewels? They're meaningless...
Kisa shifted in her seat, looking out the window of the carriage. "Umn... well..." She thought for a moment. He said earlier he really wants me to have children right away... I still think we should wait... but we'll need baby stuff... I guess that's what baby showers are for, though... Besides that, what could we possibly need? Everything is provided here, and servants do everything... who could NEED anything more than everything? She wondered, at a loss.
"I-I can't really think of anything... We already live in a nice castle, with just about everything already p-provided... oh, before I forget... where are we getting married at...? In the castle...? Or are there churches here...?"
Heh... You have a soft spot for the rebellious ones...
The dragon didn't waste any time, the guard was having a terrible time getting a hold on the teenage girl. He moved into the cell, grabbing Wynter by the hair since she was busy fighting the idiotic guard. He yanked back hard, intending on forcing her to pull backwards, and off the other guy.
"Let's go. You're coming with me." The dark-skinned male just started walking, still gripping her hair with an iron fist. If she wanted to keep fighting, her head might get torn clean off. Or lose her hair. He didn't mind.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 12:16 am
Wynter Wynter didn't really count on anyone trying to wrangle her but the guards, she was used to others just sitting back and watching, or just moving on because who cared about some little street rat who picked fights?
The wintery girl actually had a smirk on her face for a split second as she noticed she nicely ******** up that guard's nose, until she was yanked back and off before she had a chance to make sure even his mama couldn't love a face like that. She let out a high pitched yelp, hands immediately flying up and clawing at the hand caught in her hair, dragging her heels on the ground uselessly.
"GET OFF ME, ******** CHOOSE SOMEONE ELSE YOU a*****e!"She screamed at him at the top of her lungs, thrashing her head despite the fact he was not budging whatsoever. Images of the girl he just dragged in, all her broken limbs at awkward angles flashed through her mind, and honestly she would rather not have that happen. Ever.
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 12:17 am
Demitrious Von Varibon Reseria
"Why we are getting married at the castle of course, why would it be anywhere else? What nonsense is that!?"
Actually taken aback at that question, he just looks at her with this face of utter contempt and disgust.
"Why would we ever get married in a church? Why would you want that? Please explain to me in great detail why we would want that. Answer me. now."
God Churches are so... so..... not fun, not okay. They are all about charity and goodness and crap. They always speak of respect thy neighbor...... No.
"I mean, I guess we can check out a venue of a church but you will only find our religions here. I have to say anything but reverence to the holy family might as well be heresy."
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 5:04 pm
KisaThe Beacon of Light
The nervous princess tensed up, instantly freezing when the prince started verbally assaulting her with questions.
"I-I'm sorry-! I was just asking...!" Kisa squeaked out, worried about angering him. "In Aquaria, people usually get married in a church, or a random venue if they dislike churches... I-I've never seen a royal wedding..."
I always dreamt I would get married in my church back home... what a stupid, childish dream... I should have known, being the only child of father so far... of course I would be married off to someone... She thought to herself, mentally scolding herself but deep down she felt a pang of sadness, realizing that dream was never coming true. It had been a stupid wish, but she had wished it anyway. I really wanted uncle to be there, too... And now she had no one. The entire castle would be full of people at their wedding, and she wasn't going to know anyone there... it felt lonely.
Kisa put her hands in her lap and went back to looking out the window. She definitely wasn't going to bring up religion again, that was for sure...
"Tch." The man just kept dragging her, not even phased by all of her squirming. If she wanted to break her damn neck, fine, he didn't care. Her screaming was only for amusement. He wasn't about to pick someone else. He proceeded to drag her all the way up the stairs, but she wouldn't shut up. He couldn't have her shouting and rioting the whole way to his wing of the castle. So the dragon pulled her forward in front of him, and smacked the back of her neck with firm accuracy, which in turn would knock her unconscious. Unless she was superhuman, anyway.
He brought her all the way to his quarters, and then just dropped her on the floor after locking up the room. Now he had to wait for her to wake up...
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 6:47 pm
Wynter Wynter was simply an inferno of thrashing and insults, not having one single bit of this. The most infuriating part was that she was literally doing nothing to help herself, all she was doing was straining her neck and wasting breath. Though her stubbornness wouldn't give anyone the satisfaction of saying she went down too easy. The girl didn't even have time to react or anything when she was pulled forward, eyes dulling at the firm smack to the back of her neck. She was out like a light, body slumping as her hands fell from her head. There was not a single peep from her the entire way to the male's chambers.
Her body just slumped on the floor, out cold for a solid nine minutes before her body twitched, and she let out a soft groan as she came back to her senses. She didn't get up right away, her head spinning as she simply rolled on her side and groggily lifted her head.
"What... the hell..."She muttered, before suddenly popping up in alarm at the change of scenery. Immediately she went back on her a**, scooting back as her gaze flew around wildly. This... This was not good at all-
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 11:11 pm
Demitrious Varibon Reseria
Once they get to their destination in the city, they disembark off of the carriage and head into a fancy building where nobles meet and have their special fancy bar type where business deals and negotiations take place.
Once they enter, a couple nobles rush over to Demitrious, both of them are females and they swoon at him and take turns hugging him. Kisses them both on the cheek ala Italian greeting style. After their greetings, they discuss how he is being married, how he is going to be tied down to a princess and how he is going to need to calm down on his partying now he has a duty to fuffill being a prince with the potential of inheriting the crown.
"This is Kisa, my bride to be. She is the beauty of Aqueria. Please give her a warm welcome."
He wraps his arm behind the princess, bringing her close to him. As he does this the entire room of twenty noble's eyes all fall onto her. Their judging gaze giving off the aura of disapproval and maybe a little loathing. The females especially give off the feeling of hatred in the look of their eyes.
Demitrious pats her back and smiles at her.
"Please tell our wonderful people how much you enjoy being here, and how much you hope you can bring into our country. Show us your pride of being apart of Reseria now~"
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Posted: Wed Feb 03, 2021 11:49 pm
KisaThe Beacon of Light
Kisa stayed quiet, just following Demitrious around like a little lost puppy as he made his way to a fancy area of town. She let out a startled squeak when two girls suddenly rushed up to them, pushing her out of the way to get at the prince and hug him. She made sure to stay behind him and out of the way, trying to pretend she didn't notice him kissing their cheeks and boasting about calming down his partying behavior because he has a shot at the crown now. She didn't get to stay behind long, though, as Demitrious finally introduced her and pulled her body up against his side.
The princess smiled sheepishly at first, but it quickly it looked more reassuring. It terrified her to meet more important Reserians, it felt like their gazes were burning straight into her very soul. The thought of saying something wrong terrified her, and her fiance was now putting her right on the spot. She had been really good at speaking with anyone at the church, and sometimes she would have to deal with someone fawning over her for being a princess... but everyone usually loved her just for existing--she was the Beacon of Light at her church, she had healing magic, and she was always kind and helpful. People came to her for ailments and seeking help or advice. But this place... seemed to find her type detestable, and unworthy... and maybe even infuriating. These people were scary, one wrong word and they might decide to have the king break the treaty. Kisa had to be very critical of herself until the wedding was over. She was panicking on the inside.
Don't mess this up! Oh my gosh, why is he doing this to me-!? He's really putting me on the spot-! Aaa, don't say anything stupid, Kisa-! Just act natural! Everyone at the church says they adore me, so maybe I should just be myself...? Professional, Princess, Kisa.
"H-Hello~" Kisa smiled her charming, gently little smile. Usually in her culture, people bowed with respect... but she had been told before that princesses do not bow. So instead, she gave a graceful curtsey with her flowy little skirt of her dress. "It's very nice to meet you. I'm honored to become apart of the Grand Land of Reseria, and join the two countries with Prince Demitrious as my husband. I-I hope this brings our business together even closer, for the future of Reseria. Thank you for welcoming me into your great country."
On the inside, it stung a bit, to rave about how amazing this country was... She tried not to judge Reseria, but she didn't like them before, and being here and seeing all the terrible practices certainly wasn't helping.
"Finally. You're awake." The snake-eyed dragon-man stood up from the chair he was sitting in, drinking a beer while he waited for her to get up.
Here's the panic...the bitching... the trying to get away... from us... The voice said mockingly, as they had seen this many times before. The snarky ones are the most fun to break.
"What's your name, pipsqueak? Out with it."
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2021 12:08 am
Wynter Her silver eyes darted all around the room, scooting back a little before she stood and backed herself up against the door. Her hand fumbled for the handle, only to be met with it refusing to budge. She should have figured, but it was worth a shot.
Escape escape escape escape escape escapeeeeeee
That word was the only thing that echoed across her mind, but everywhere she looked it was a no go. Finally she turned her caged-animal stare towards the male at the question, narrowing her eyes at being referred to... pipsqueak. Her eye lid twitched slightly as she growled lowly.
"What do you care? I might as well be named chew toy at this point. Just open the ******** door and I will happily go rot in that cell."
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2021 7:47 pm
Jun
He let out a low chuckle, standing up from his chair. The panic was evident on Wynter's face as she tried to get to the door, only to find it was locked. And then her expression shifted to irritation. This was fun already.
"Well, at least you're not stupid. But you aren't getting away that easily. My name is Jun Ruijin, War Chief of the Reserian Empire. I broke the last toy that pissed me off, so I need a new one. That's you. Now, are you going to give me your name? If not, I can always rename you. Chew toy... Cow... Whore, maybe?" Jun mused, taking a few steps closer to her, his over six-foot stature towering over her. "Tell me your name, or you'll be henceforth be named Slut-Cow."
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2021 8:41 pm
Wynter Wynter firmly backed up against the door as much as humanly possible the second Jun rose from his chair. Her hands remained behind her, rattling the doorknob harder out of desperation as he began to close the distance between them both. Listening to his introduction made her sick, not to mention the lovely set of replacement names he had if she was that set on not telling her own. Her silver eyes flashed with anger as she had to stare up, instantly making her feel ten times smaller than she already was. Though what he had said about himself bothered her, what did he say he was again? A war chief? It suddenly explained the neck chop he did, maybe his brute-like behavior at the same time.
"What makes you think you're entitled to it? I would rather be a "Slut-Cow" than grace you with my name. You can shove that arrogant crap up your a**. Names don't mean jack s**t."Wynter snapped without skipping a beat, eyes darting to the side as she tried to get out of the trapped position she set herself up in. Her body lunged to the side to make an attempt to create the distance she had lost from him.
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2021 9:49 pm
Jun
Jun smirked, pushing his bangs out of his face with one hand, resting the other on his side.
"You sure got quite the mouth, Slut-Cow." He stood there, giving her the full opportunity to make a run for it if she wanted. He was going to take his time breaking her.
"But the real question is...." He leaned in closer, his golden snake-slitted eyes glistening. "Can you back that s**t up?" Jun lifted his fist, making a swing at her stomach, fully expecting her to dodge and run. He merely wanted to spook her and see what she would do.
"Don't dish s**t out if you can't take it."
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Posted: Thu Feb 04, 2021 10:24 pm
Wynter The short girl clenched her jaw at Jun actually calling her by the crude nickname, watching him like a hawk the second he leaned forward. She opened her mouth to deliver more of her bitchy remarks and insults, only to be cut short as she watched his fist come forward near her stomach. The girl didn't waste any time leaping back, though she did stumble a little on a foot stool from being taken off guard. She eyed the stool she nearly fell back over, narrowing her eyes with anger as she glanced to Jun. She picked it up by the legs, stepped forward and literally tried to slam it right over his head.
At this point, her fate was inevitable. One way or another she was going to get her a** handed to her, but why not at least put up some sort of a fight before then? At least she could say she tried... To hell with rolling over like a dog just because she was scared.
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Posted: Fri Feb 05, 2021 7:53 pm
Jun
Jun took the wooden stool to his head, turning it to rock right as it collided with his skull, without even so much as flinching. The stone shield disappeared as fast as it arrived. He let out a low chuckle as the fragments of wood fell to the floor.
"You're quite the feisty one. Is that all you got, slut-cow?" He motioned his arm to his chest, smacking it and taunting her. "Bring it on."
The dragon smirked at her, wondering what she would do. Run like a little rabbit, or fight like a wolf?
"I'll ******** break you."
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