" perhaps you are right Kastara." his hand went trough her. so instead he sat on the floor. he was far to tired to do anything that taxed his legs for long. " I am sure she was scared in her own way.j its a scary thing what happened. and what happened in the past happened. we can only move forward." he smiled at his sister. " it was nice to speak to you. to see you again. you have revived a lot in me. is there anything you want to tell me my dear sister."
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"To tell the truth, I wish that had been the case as well father, but fate chose otherwise. At least Roland and I will be married once Aldon agrees to a date." Athena replied softly before breathing a sigh and wiping the tears. "He may have his secrets father, but Roland has done nothing to loose the trust I have given him. Nor has he done anything to loose my heart. So tell me why you distrust him so much. Has he done something to cause such a feeling?" She said while returning her fathers hug as best she could, not to mention questioning the reason behind her fathers comment. "I shall tell them you love them, but are you certain there was nothing you could have done to overcome the illness that took you from us? After all you said yourself that you had not been poisoned."
As the wind hit the windows hard a familiar and pained voice hit his ears and had him holding his beautiful Flora against him tighter in a protective way. He turned his gaze to the window and his eyes widened, "Rose?" A few tears fell from his eyes to streak his cheeks. His first love was here. Well her spirit was and it was nothing like her. Her warm smile was gone and blood marred her. Her words were so cold and harsh. He shook his head and placed a protective hand on the back of Flora's head, "No Rose, I never forgot you. I spent months searching for you and got myself injured doing so. I was forced to stop looking for you and just as I was about to start again, father got ill and I could not leave him. He died and I had to take his place and to do that properly I had to take a wife. Had I expected to love her too as I loved you? No, but I did." Tears still streaked his face but he paid no mind to the rare showing of emotion he was doing. He wanted to reach out to her but her soul was blackened by her pain and violent. He had to protect his daughter.
Ambrosia looked up from attending to her husband after his collapse. Tears of worry hung in her eyes, her daughter and son still in the arms of the hand maiden who had yet to leave. Hearing a voice she looked back at them and saw a ghostly form beside her children. "Who are you?" The face of the woman seemed vaguely familiar, maybe she had seen her in an old photo album. But yet she wore a beautiful crown and as far as Ambrosia knew she only had simple nobility from her mother's side. She got up from her husband's side as the attendants took him back to their room. Quickly she went to her children, grabbing Eliana's hand and holding Elric protectively. The woman didn't seem hostile but as a new mother she naturally was protective, especially so after her husband's seizure. She looked at the woman carefully before deciding she should be brave and strong for her children and her husband, and bounced Elric gently on her hip and raised her chin slightly. Once again she was composed and put off an air of strength to those around her.
A little girl with beautiful long blonde hair that gently curls at the bottom and with a subtle beauty that was obvious to any that saw the girl that she would grow to become one of the most regal and winsome to ever walk, a simple tiara upon her head worn by generations of crown princesses before her and elegant satins and lace adorned her dress.
The little girl was no older than twelve, if that, and shy. Hardly seen in anything but quick glances before she would quickly hide behind a wall or a shrub. A scent of lemon bars was around anywhere the little girl was and just once in a while a gentle voice could be heard from the see though child, whispering "Little brother...."
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Late night had come and Roland finds himself at his home with a need to go to the restroom in the middle of the night. The cold floors were a pain in the butt but it couldn't be helped. It was winter after all. Though he has had years in Bellris a winter like this was still enough to chill even the calm prince. After doing his business and heading back to his room he hears a voice calling out from some unknown place and there in his home's hallway he stops. Who else would be awake at this ungodly hour? From where he thought he heard the voice Roland goes to check, and sure enough when he looked outside the window of his floor he is surprised to see the image of a little girl scurry behind a large shrub in the garden which prompts the prince to act quickly. "Little girl, come inside this instant!" The prince shouts into the frigid wind with a scolding tone so the girl would hear him loud and clear and hopefully do as told. He didn't want to be buying a blonde peasant girl if it could be avoided; Especially since the image of this girl held a striking resemblance to his eldest sister when she was younger.
Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2017 5:28 am
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Sarah Bellamy // Kaiden Llewellyn
The man would say nothing, he would make no noise as he followed the blind boy around with narrowed eyes as if he was assessing the young mans every move.
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gaia_left Kaiden "Cross" Llewellyn gaia_left
Kaiden just stood by his window as if he is looking out but his eyes were looking aimlessly at nothing then he lowers his head then he turns as he uses his hand to search for his warm cloak then he clips it on as he then heads toward the door as he opens it then he closes it. He was not sure on where he was going or what he plans to do but he just wanted to go out for a small walk.
As he continues to walk, childhood memories came to play since he and his siblings first played in the snow, he still wondered until this very day on what color was the snow and is the outside beautiful? he can only sigh at his unanswered questions.
Sarah Bellamy
And like the good maid she was, Sarah walks the castle hallways heading to her room after making sure the royals had their warm fires going in their rooms and especially so for Athena and her babies; The cute and squishy bundles of joy. The maid swoons over the idea of becoming a mama one day but at the same time she dose hold a little fear about that too. With the weeding ring given to her from her secret husband, Prince Kaiden, still on her finger Sarah plays with it as she ponders about how would her husband feel about having children. She didn't want to bare his kids just yet but the idea made her heart giddy and caused her body to grow a little warmer just by the thought of being knocked up with Kaden's children. If she could find him right now she'd have no trouble fighting off the n** of the chill tonight and as if her silent prayers were answered Sarah happens to see Kaiden walking the halls too...but she also happened to see the image of her father floating around her husband and with unstady aim she points a finger at her father's & Kaiden's direction; An equally sloppily aimed questions fallowing soon after. "W-w-what are y-you doing here?"
its ok, i am really glad you are alright and I have been busy also..alot of stress as of this moment but i am alright in a way..
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Kaiden stops as he heard his wife as he then slow turns,"Sarah? what is it?" he reaches out his hand toward her voice but he then felt a heavy chill as he tried to reach Sarah then he steps back then he said,"What is going on?"he had to find her but curse his eyes.
Posted: Sat Aug 05, 2017 12:01 pm
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Esther Drosselmeyer
All Lionis women were said to be beautiful, Brown hair and green eyes were a common trait anywhere you looked, from the royalty to the nobility to the common people, but only in the Lionis blood would you see the inhuman regal bearing and beauty that seemed to be bread into the blood of the late dynasty. And though Esther's mother would have had to have been beautiful in order to attract the eye of Azazel, it was obvious that beauty too, was heavily taken from the Lionis blood that seemed to bleed power. The Blood of Emperors ran though Esther's veins, and with her ambition why wouldn't this woman be here?
An old book in her hands, despite the fact that the woman had not been known for her literary talents. The first Empress of Epsilon, not by marriage but by birth. In her own right. Every child knew about her and old spinsters spun stories about her... Petra the Relentless... The Empress that refused to take a husband unless they could beat her in combat, The sole ruler of Epsilon at the mere age of twelve, An Empress that despite having 13 children would retain her battle prowess and beauty throughout the years.... the Empress who defied even death by taking the ax that was about to fall upon her head and nearly cleaved off the arm of the man that ordered her death....the Empress who was the only Imperial ruler whos body was lost forever.
The Empress wouldn't even look away from her book as she flipped the page and gazed at the words that followed as she would then speak "The whole tree does not die if one branch falls....but why of all things is everyone born in this tree so stubborn and ambitious, one would think that though generations of cultivation they would eventually understand that ruling as a King or Queen or Emperors means they belong to the people, not to their families"
Lord Hedo
She was by no means in the mood for making friends or sudden acquaintances. Esther had horrible dreams that kept her from sleeping so she instead tried walking the castle until sleep wanted to claim her again. It felt like an eternity of her walking around like a zombie for her to finally decide to head to the castle's library for a good reading aid but when she got there she was surprised to see a woman's figure amongst the silence. "My my, what do we have here?" A magical glow emanated from the magical symbol on her chest just above her adequately sized breasts and the arcana card, The Emperor, was summon forth to quickly transform into magical lightning that crackle in the palm of her hand. "I don't know how you got in without the guards noticing but you've caught my attention. So tell me, who are you and what the hell do you think you're doing here?"
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Athena couldn't help giggling slightly as her father spoke, finding it amusing how protective he still was despite being a spirit. "I really do love him daddy, and I'm no longer a child now. Besides Roland truly loves me as well and wouldn't hurt me on purpose." She replied in a hope of calming her fathers concerns before breathing a soft sigh and also looking down at her boys. "Sparring me the sight of your illness was kind father, but you also did not give me the chance to say goodbye either. Nor did you give me the chance to tell you I had found love, but I am glad you aren't suffering from it still." She murmured with a small smile as she watched the twins sleep peacefully. Of course hearing her name suddenly she looked up at her father just as he was wrapping arms around her protectively. "F-father?" She whispered questioningly before he spoke. "I will remember that I'm a Llewellyn and I will stand up for myself and those I hold dear. I'm your daughter after all... You and mother raised me well." She cooed before breathing a heavy sigh, trying once again to hold back tears. "I'll protect my sons the same way you protected my brothers and I...." She whispered pausing to watch him vanish and wipe the falling tears from her eyes. "It's a promise father, no one will step on me or harm my loved ones."