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little mintchan

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PostPosted: Sat Jan 28, 2017 5:57 pm
Ken waited, pulling the chair out and gently pushing Astrid in, filling her glass with water and another with hot tea before leaving. He entered the kitchen and took the plate, it was half cold as it wasn't covered like the ones out on the dining table, but he took it with him back to his room, closing the door and sitting on the ground to eat it. "Tasty, I don't taste pepper though?" He thought, shrugging and getting his fill before moving the plate to the corner of the room and deciding to go to bed, he had been working in the garden from sunrise, and was exhausted.

He awoke through out the night, his stomach rather upset and he couldn't figure out why. Soon it became too hot, he pushed the blanket up against the wall, beginning to sweat and cough. He didn't sleep well, it was a pattern of waking, then falling asleep. The sun had risen far beyond when he was suppose to tend to the princess, he laid there, hoping he could lower his temperature by simply staying still. It took another hour, breakfast was over and he knew the princess had to be furious. How could he ask for responsibilities than not do them? He heard talking in the hallway, yelling more like and he knew who it was; that damn tutor. He forced himself up and opened his door to see the tutor harrassing another maid. "Stop that!" He pulled the maid away, standing in front of her even though it felt like his knees would crumble. "Why you...huh? You switched her plate didn't you?" He grabbed Ken's shirt, shoving him against the wall and gripping where his arm was bandaged. "Ha, your too sick to fight back." He laughed, shoving him into a small table and smirking. He could hear heels click on the marble floor and immediatly pretended to have found Ken on the ground. "Don't you two tell her anything, got it?" He whispered harshly, the maid nodded and Ken tried to get up, but everything was spinning until he could sit up against the wall. "P-Princess! P-Poison in your food!" He felt his forehead, wondering if he had said a full sentence or broken up parts.

Sabriel Thurirl
 
PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 4:34 am
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.Dinner had proven to be somewhat disturbing. One of her brothers attempted to stir up an argument, and a few of her other siblings joined in. Astrid maintained her outward calm, refusing to respond emotionally in favor of her usual, logic and fact based statements. That this sort of response got under the initiating brother's skin, made it worth the effort to contain her temper. She went to her bed later that evening, thinking about the day's events. She felt hesitant about entrusting her slave with all of his old tasks, immediately. In the moment she'd been in such a wonderful mood that she'd been generous. She hoped that it wouldn't prove to be a foolish move. She slept a little better that night, managing almost an hour at times before waking up. In the morning, she went about her usual routine. Maids came in to help her dress for the day. When Kenneth failed to appear, Astrid had to use the maids to test her makeups and perfumes to make sure they were safe before applying them.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.At breakfast, he'd also failed to make his appearance. Before going to sleep she'd been certain to inform the staff of the change. So, as he wasn't around, yet again a servant had to perform the duties of her slave. She was quickly becoming inpatient. Wanting to be more patient, though not necessarily less violent, could only keep her temper at bay for so long. She managed to endure breakfast, though it took so much effort to maintain her stoic expression that she was barely paying attention to any of the conversations going on. As soon as her parents departed from the table, she rose to her feet and walked out of the dining hall. She had an appointment in an hour or two, which left plenty of time for her to punish her disobedient slave. Her steps grew quicker as she walked. She made a mistake by going to his cell first, but quickly turned herself around and headed straight for his room.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.Loud conversation gave her pause. One voice was familiar, that of her arrogant tutor. The others were too quiet. She didn't recognize them. Still, she approached carefully, looking around the corner in time to witness what was happening. Shock rapidly shifted to anger. Her paranoid mind quickly theorized why switching plates would be bad, particularly hers. This and the way he was handling her property, Kenneth, infuriated her.
How dare he! She thought to herself and it was all enough to whip her up into a frenzy. She stormed towards them, her heels clicking heavily against the floor as she took long strides in their direction. She noted the mention of poison by her slave, but was already determined to act. The disappointing looks she'd be getting from her parents later for not handling this in a less emotional way, she'd have to figure out how to make it up to them later.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.As soon as she was close enough to the tutor and his s**t-eating grin; she raised her skirts, threw back one of her legs and then whipped it around to slam the pointed toe of her shoe into his abdomen. She didn't stop there either, she pulled back her leg and then kicked again, this time aiming for his shins.


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Sabriel Thurirl

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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 10:23 am
Ken could hear the anger in the princess's foot steps and curled up against the wall, the maid kneeling down to and checking his arm. The tutor stumbled back, not expecting such a kick; nor a second one. He fell to the ground harshly before scrambling away and running off his study "Princess! Calm yourself." A voice rung out, the advisor had come around the corner to see her tantrum. "You are lucky princess, the chef told me your slave had become suspicious of pepper on your plate last night, he tried it himself and determined it hadn't been pepper before getting you a new plate." He knelt down, having gotten an antidote from the castle doctor and pouring it down Ken's throat and forcing him to swallow. He stood tall once again, being close to her father's height. "He should be fine, let him rest an hour or two to let the fever pass. Should I tell your parents of that unlady-like way of dealing with people?" He questioned before smiling at her. "Nah." He had enjoyed seeing his niece act like a warrior.

Ken held a hand to his arm wound, it throbbed and hurt. He moved his hand to his mouth quickly, but it didn't help when he puked beside him. The maid got a empty bucket and set it down for Ken. "Oh good, must be puking the poison out." The advisor managed to gag out before leaving to avoid the smell and look of the slave.

Sabriel Thurirl
 
PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 3:21 pm
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.She was about to pursue the tutor to continue dealing out the beating the slimy, absolutely detestable man deserved when her Uncle appeared. She stopped, hands releasing the skirts to fall to her sides. She was still furious, but being in the presence of the advisor called her back to reason. She listened impatiently to what he was reporting to her. Knowing that her slave had taken a plate, determined it wasn't safe and then had been foolish enough to eat that suspicious food himself she raised a hand to her forehead to try to quell a pounding headache. Moron. She thought angrily to herself. It was obvious what could happen, but that fool for food had eaten it all anyway. She bit back a sigh, frustrated, but relaxed some after being told that he wouldn't inform her parents of her behavior.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show."That tutor still needs to be dealt with." She said, trying to sound as calm as possible as she spoke but the clenched fists at her sides gave her intentions away. Like the others guilty of getting on her bad side, she wanted to have him killed for his arrogance. As her slave then proceeded to vomit on the floor of the hallway, she scowled. She watched her Uncle leave, now more annoyed than angry that he'd left her to handle this. He looked to be too ill to move for a while without puking. Thankfully, he was very near to the door of his room. Let him expel that revolting stuff all over his room, then have to clean it up afterwards. "Block off this hallway and fetch two others." She demanded that of the maid and when that millisecond she didn't leave, she smiled coldly at the girl. "Go now, or would you prefer to spend the night in the maze garden?" It was well-known that any who were sent into the garden would quickly become lost and most never came out. It didn't help that there were traps throughout the place.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.When the girl had returned, she had the three of them drag Kenneth into his room and onto his bed. Then she ordered them to clean up the mess as she went inside. She glanced around briefly, by her standards it was a tiny space. It was fairly dark in here as well. She didn't want to be in there any longer than necessary. She watched him vomit into that bucket, observing his miserable state.
"Disgusting. You deserve no less. When you've recovered, prostrate yourself before the Royal Advisor. His efforts have saved you." Though now that she gave it some thought, it was suspicious that he'd appeared so suddenly with a cure. How had he known to bring it? Why had he not at least asked her what the tutor had done to deserve punishment?


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PostPosted: Sun Jan 29, 2017 3:34 pm
The advisor rose his hand as he left, saying over his shoulder that he would go deal with the tutor. He would let the princess calm down or at least attempt to find another language tutor before she killed this one. Ken was pulled to his room and on to the mat he called a bed. "Y-Yes princess...." He continued to vomit, so much for a full stomach, the maid looked worried into the room before returning to cleaning the floor. Ken was just happy he had his hair cut before he became sick, the thought of vomit in his blonde hair would just make things worse. "At least the food had been good last night...now not so much." He laid back down, looking up at the princess and wondering why she decided to stand in his room? It was stuffy, dark and a small rat ran across the floor and over her foot before scurrying back into the hole it had made. "I bet that tickled..." He chuckled, still a bit loopy from the poison, otherwise he would of never said that to her. "You remind me of my sister, she hated rats too." He puked a few more times into the bucket before he faced away from her. His fever had gone down, but his cheeks were still flushed and if the princess looked around, she would see a few papers stacked together on the ground with broken pencils around it. The picture on top had a foriegn prostitute and the one below it had some recongized maid faces in embarrassing poses.
Sabriel Thurirl
 
PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 3:14 am
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.A shock went up her spine as soon as she felt something--some huge, furry thing with wet paws, crawl across her foot. She recoiled, in disgust, her senses fully alert. It was especially disturbing for in order for it to get to her foot, it needed to crawl under the skirt of her gown and she hadn't felt that. She fixed him with a stern glare. He was too ill for a beating now. As soon as he regained some of his strength, she had a plan in mind for how to go about punishing him for his insolence and the sheer stupidity he'd displayed. He was only a commoner, so she knew she couldn't expect too much from him. Perhaps any talent the filthy peasant had was in his hands. She raised her skirt slightly, now assuming that there were rats running around the floor, and she didn't want that filth touching her. Honestly, she was amazed the thing hadn't attacked. Rats were known for being aggressive. She didn't give a damn about his sister but his statement proved his stupidity. He should've reported the conditions. The King and Queen would've had the vermin exterminated immediately. Just to think of how many there might be, even if only around for a short time.. Her younger siblings were especially vulnerable. She made a mental note to notify her parents and to have her wing of the castle thoroughly inspected for the pests; after killing them she'd have the whole wing cleaned and sanitized.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.She would've left immediately after that if not for the stack of papers she spotted positioned next to his bed. She called for one of the maids to come in and had the old woman pick up the papers. Being on the floor where the diseased vermin moved about freely, she deigned it to filthy for her own hands to touch. She heard the maid gasp in shock and as soon as the normally well-mannered woman showed her what was drawn on them she understood why. Her own face filled with color at the mere sight of the woman of ill-fame. Her breath caught in her throat, she felt filthy all over for even being near such a pervert. Should she have him reassigned? The second drawing was more offensive, as the maids and male servants weren't sterilized. Had they volunteered to be drawn like this, to boast of their own beauty? It was utterly disgusting. Those commoners had no standards without the iron fist of the monarchy to rule them. They were equal to animals, satisfied with meeting their every compulsion. Was her slave spreading this sort of lewd filth around? Were both drawings done by his own hand? She now determined that his responsibilities would be revoked, and he'd be kept to his room until he'd fully recovered his health. Then, when he was fully well, would he be tortured until she was satisfied. Instead of reassignment or banishment, should she also have him executed? As much as she had previously wanted portraits of her plants, possibly even some of her jewelry, it wasn't enough to overturn his disgusting crimes.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.She had the maid go through the stack to see if there were any more indecent drawings, just to be sure.
"I want those papers burned, the pencils as well" She ordered the maid. The maid curstied and took it all away. Astrid fixed her cold, violet eyes upon the sick form of her slave. She raised one of her feet and stomped down on his side with the heel of it. She held it down and twisted it, not caring for the pain it would cause him. He deserved it. Should she have him suffer, tortured for days on end until he begged to be killed? Perhaps even until he died? She turned over various ideas in her mind as to what would be a suitable punishment for risking her health and for being such a disgusting man. What else could she do? Should she have him killed, sharing the same fate as her tutor would? They'd both done the same crimes, harming her property and more importantly threatening her life. "What a detestable little worm you are. You're absolutely revolting!" After shouting at him, she finally left his room. Her skin felt like it was crawling, both from wondering if she'd caught anything being in that room or being around him and at the revealing of his disgusting habits. He'd dared to be around her without washing on so many different occasions that it was a wonder she hadn't caught something from simply being near him. Fate was cruel. He was responsible for keeping her belongings clean, except for the jewelry. He even handled her food and drink. Her entire room was cleaned by him daily. He washed her laundry. Simply everything! He'd handled or been around everything.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.She called on the head butler, responsible for the staff and for maintaining the cleanliness demanded by the royalty. She ordered him to send a page to the advisor. For behaving suspiciously, he could break the news to her parents. She also ordered him to get rid of the infestation and to have everyone thoroughly clean and sterilize every last inch of her wing of the castle. Lastly, to have her personal attendants waiting for her in her chambers. She intended them to aid her by burning the clothes she was wearing and also her shoes, and helping her thoroughly clean herself as quickly as possible. After seeing to her immediate needs, she'd call on her seamstress to make her new clothes. She should have a few of the ones she'd ordered previously finished. She'd get rid of everything and wear the new, untouched by the plague-carrying-Kenneth, clothing.


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Sabriel Thurirl

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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 1:02 pm
Kenneth laid there, unable to puke anymore as his stomach was empty, he watched the princess freak of the rat running across the floor. "I told you we had rats...you said I was lying, remember?" He said, unable to really move to save his drawings as the maid scooped them up. He rolled his eyes at her shocked expression, this was why he didn't draw faces. He yelped, the heel digging into the side of his ribs and making his whole sickness more unpleasant. He curled up when she walked out, holding his soon to be bruised side. At least he got to sleep, although he couldn't leave his room and soon his room was rid of pests, cleaned and any drawing pencils or paper were taken to be thrown away.

It took him about three days to recover fully, as the guard went to inform the princess, the tutor slipped his way in and glared at Kenneth. "Where are my drawings? I told you to draw the maids in certain poses or else, didn't I?" He pushed Kenneth against the wall, kneeing him in the stomach then punching him in the jaw again. "T-They were burned, I'm not drawing them anymore, it's upsetting Astrid." He explained, getting tossed to the floor as the tutor continued to kick his legs and arms before taking the whip that he was hiding (a small one). "Do it or I'll poison her! You saved her last time, I can make you disappear, take you and sell you off in an auction!" He screamed, rather mad at this point and he flung the whip repeatably. "That whore is not my princess, she is just a spoiled brat with illusion of queen-hood. I've had to deal with you all year,somehow you avoid execution or being resold, I hate you!" He raised his hand as the captain of the guard grabbed it. "Oh no no, you don't threaten or hit the princess's property!" He pulled the tutor out into the hallway to face the princess, his arms bent backwards to cause pain.

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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 5:36 pm
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.It took all night for her to come to terms with it, but she'd finally made up her mind. Death by fire. Fire to purify the sins, fire to cleanse her mind. That was what she'd do with Kenneth. She'd considered sending him to the maze, it would be kinder to allow him to slowly starve to death or to fall victim to one of the traps within. He was a gift from her parents. A kind death seemed at first like the right choice. But she wanted to know he was dead. See it with her own eyes so that she could know that such depravity had been put to an end and would be in her presence no longer. So she called the guards and informed them to have everything ready. To please the commoners, it would be a public execution and they'd be allowed to throw whatever they pleased at him. The execution would take place in three days, going by the doctor's estimate her slave would be in good enough health at that point for it. She stowed the drawing of her precious white baneberry in a drawer in her room, unable to look at it any longer for how it reminded her of her despicable slave. But unable to burn it because of what it was a sketch of.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.The day of, she walked with the captain of the guard, and two other guards to Kenneth's room. There was very little conversation along the way. But she suspected regardless that some of those with her were reluctant to have him killed. As they reached his room, they could hear someone yelling inside along with the sound of something heavy falling or hitting something. Astrid approached the door and listened closely to what was being said. She heard a whimpering, pathetic voice that could only belong to Kenneth saying her name instead of her title and another familiar voice shouting that he'd poison her, again.
Uncle hasn't dealt with him yet?! She hadn't informed him of having overheard the man's confession, but he'd been the one to tell her that the chef had told him about the suspicious addition to her meal. This man has been allowed to live?! She was about to enter the room when she felt someone tap her shoulder. She turned around quickly, angry that someone had touched her without her permission, to see the captain of the guard gesturing for her to move out of the way. She complied, assuming he'd also heard the man's admission. She watched, satisfied as the Captain prevented him from harming her slave any further.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.She met the tutor's gaze fearlessly, and coldly.
"For your crimes, I shall have you put to death. Immediately." She saw his mouth twitch but was unable to avoid the spittle hitting her face. She swiftly smacked him in response. "Take him to the pyre!" As the guards escorted him away she retrieved a hand-kerchief from one of her sleeves and daintily dabbed the unwanted moisture away. She then turned her attention to Kenneth. "Why didn't you inform me of this?" She asked quietly, the tone of her voice tense with anger. As soon as she'd asked the question, she remembered him telling her that the tutor was hurting him. She'd done nothing about it. Her slave had committed other offenses which had taken priority with her. The second time she'd noticed a mark, why hadn't she done anything then? When he'd protected one of the maids. The conniving little girl had stolen something of hers, yet her slave had tried to protect her from receiving a suitable punishment.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.There was also the maid from yesterday that he'd been defending. Whenever she found him with the tutor, there was always a maid involved. She frowned visibly, looking down upon his wounded form coldly.
Was he in love with a maid? Or involved with several? She thought of the drawings and let out a long, slow and highly agitated sigh. He was still guilty, perhaps not so deserving of death now that more details had become clear. She didn't want to accept that the tutor had been the one to order him to sketch such indecent things. Every servant and slave adored Kenneth, now some of the guards liked him too. Would those girls be flattered enough by a request like that to then pose for him? She didn't doubt it. People of lesser heritage were shameless like that, doing anything they pleased as long as it made them feel good. Her slave clearly had no standards himself without her presence to keep him in line. She stepped into his room and stopped when she was just about a foot away from him.

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"You've escaped execution this time." She informed him, voice and expression cold and disappointed. She took the kerchief, folded it so that the man's spit was inside, and used it to dab away at one of the bloody wounds that had been created by the tutor's whip.


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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 6:12 pm
Kenneth kept himself curled up, only peeking to see the tutor be smacked and dragged away by the captain. He uncurled slightly, his arms and legs hurt, but because he wore clothes, the whip had only cut his twice on his arms. He stayed still as the princess wiped a wound as it bled, was she being nice? "I-I'm sorry for looking like this..." He rubbed his chin, it was bruised and sore, hurt to move but they had come before the tutor could do more. He bowed his head to her, glad at least he wouldn't be executed. "M-May I go clean myself up, your majesty? S-Start my chores?" He held a hand to his nose, which had been bleeding. "I won't draw pictures like that anymore, it embarrassed the maids and servants..." He commented, not liking to draw such things unless forced. He was of course, a gentleman before worm.

A maid poked her head in, a guard having asked her to check up on them. "Ma'am, your parent's advisor suggests Ken stay in your room and test anything you have before you use it. They state he is circumcised and you will be safe." She handed the letter to Astrid, since her parents had been too busy to talk to her themselves today. "Will you and your slave be attending the burning?" She handed a few things to Ken to wrap up the wounds and stop his nosebleed. "Isn't it public? I-I've never served you in public before..." He mumbled, since he was clumsy, he would try to be more proper.

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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 6:58 pm
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.She felt the urge to dig one of her long, polished fingernails into the cut she was halfheartedly cleaning as he apologized for his appearance. But she didn't, instead opting to keep her temper in check for now. She didn't want him seeking revenge, though she doubted he would, for her nearly having him burned alive and taunted by the peasantry. If he was going to apologize to her anyway, why not avoid getting hit. Had he even tried to get away from his attacker? She didn't answer his request, though she wasn't all too surprised by it. It was what an obedient slave would ask for, to return to his duties immediately to try to redeem themselves. His second statement, she didn't believe for a moment. She stopped cleaning and simply handed him the kerchief. It was a dantily designed one, colored a soft shade of pink and recently embroidered by Astrid herself with silver and gold threads.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show."You're lying again." She stated with a sigh and just then, noticed the appearance of a maid. She rose to her feet and stepped away from her slave to allow the girl to tend to his wounds. She listened silently to the maid and opened the letter, despite the dim lighting available in the room. It was as the letter said, to keep her slave close by just for an added precaution. It bothered her that they felt the need to tell her that he was circumcised though. Had it permanently damaged his... man-thing.. So that he couldn't even use it, if he hadn't been castrated as well? That made him truly pathetic in her eyes and to think, he was such an insolent, confident little creature when he'd been given to her to break. It was indecent to try to picture what the meant for his... parts. So she pushed the thought from her mind. "It is public." She answered simply, ignoring the maid. She wasn't very fond of maids at the moment.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.As soon as the maid finished helping him, Astrid dismissed her. She waited for the door to close before turning to her slave once more.
"Clean yourself, dress in something decent and be quick about it. You will come with me to the execution. If you wish to redeem yourself, you must watch him die." She walked to the door to leave, but paused for a moment. She recalled the letter. It would be faster to just tell him now. "After the execution... You will be staying with me, in my room. It's clear that someone was giving Swithin orders to kill me. You'll serve me as you have been, but by my side day and night with little exception. Do you understand?"


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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 7:32 pm
He took the little dainty napkin thing, using it to wipe more blood away as the maid wrapped his wounds and he watched the princess read a letter; wishing to read it himself but he wasn't allowed too. "Yes princess, I will go to your room when ready." He stood up slowly, his patched up cuts helped. "I hate burnings...the smell is horrible." He thought, once she left along with the maid he reached up to a shelf, grabbing a pair of clothes and going to a small bathroom meant for maids and cleaned himself up. He went fast, not wishing to hold up the princess any longer. He got to her room, not having time to talk before she told him to follow and he did. The stage was small, only a pole with hay at it's base to decorate it. The whole royal family attended, the queen and king high up to avoid the smell and smoke. The princes below along with the princess's next to them. Ken helped Astrid to sit down, standing behind her and handing her a fan to help with the heat. The youngest prince eyed Astrid with a smirk. "Public execution eh? I thought it was going to be your slave, not your language tutor! Mind giving the details~?" He stared, rather happy to get some details, but frowning when his own slave, a young woman fainted the minute she knew it was a man they would be burning. "Woman....so dainty." He grumbled, slouching in his seat to the detest of his parent's glares. "Joseph, if I look down and see you slouching, I'm going to move you closer to the stage." The queen commanded, making the prince sit up immediatly and frown when the other brother laughed.
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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 8:26 pm
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.The traitorous tutor was brought out. He had been stripped of his fine clothing, naked down to his breeches. Over his cries it was announced to the people gathered his crimes and name. They threw rotten food, stones, sticks and pretty much whatever they wanted to at the man. The executioner poured oil over the man, dumping the rest over the kindling. Then lit the fire. It took nearly an hour for him to stop his struggling. He screamed and struggled to break free the entire time, and the people continuously hurled things at him. The crowd sometimes broke out into laughter and happily taunted the condemned traitor. Astrid covered her mouth and nose politely with the fan. She did this mainly to protect herself from inhaling too much. It also served to hide the wicked little smile which had bloomed on her face after she heard the man's first screams of pain. She paid some attention to Kenneth, curious as to what his reaction would be.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.After he died and the fire slowly cooked his corpse, the people below partied on. Astrid decided she'd had her fill of the event and rose to leave. She ignored her siblings for the most part, noting briefly the fascination in her ten-year-old sister's eyes before finally leaving to return to her quarters. She stopped only to make sure her slave was following her. As she arrived at her room, she brought her hands together in front of her hips and then stretch her arms in front of her. She practically skipped over to the window to look outside. The smoke was visible from here and if one listened closely, they could hear the cheers of the crowd.
"Light the fire, Worm." She ordered and walked over to a comfortable-looking chair. She picked up the embroidery project she'd already started and resumed working on it. "Are you able to play any instruments? Or sing, perchance?" After asking it she recalled how easily he'd referred to her by name when confronted by the tutor.

User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.He never said her name when addressing her. It would be improper for him to say her name alone, without an appropriate title. This made her feel a bit curious. Seeing that disgusting man burn to death had left her in quite a marvelous mood as well. So she was more willing to express her desires, though she'd be short-tempered again quickly if given a displeasing answer.


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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 8:43 pm
Kenneth kept close to Astrid, attempting to stay within a breathable range. He followed as the princess began to depart. He didn't enjoy seeing the man burn, but the tutor deserved it. He had of course, attempted to puke, but did good in holding still and not letting the other siblings know exept Astrid herself. He served her water during the event, watching the youngest princess become curious and race to her mother after the event to ask questions. He was glad she wasn't part of this sibling hatred yet.

He raced to catch up to Astrid, taking her fan once inside and following her to her room where he would be staying. He nodded, going to the fire place to light it and set it up as to avoid the room becoming too warm. "If I sleep here, maybe I can sleep by the fire..." He hated the cold nights and hot days, the weather was more tempermental than the prince when he didn't get his way. "Instruments? I know a little of the violen and flute, more of the piano than anything." He answered, sitting on his knees to look at what she was sewing. "She missed a layer..." He studied the project, knowing a bit from his sister.

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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 9:35 pm
User Image - Blocked by "Display Image" Settings. Click to show.She gave him an odd look, curious as to why he was sitting so near to her. His answer wasn't what she wanted to hear. Sure, they had those instruments in the castle. A few of them, actually. But currently she'd only borrowed a lute. She weaved her needle through the cloth as she continued to make the very flowery, feminine pattern. "Oh, very well... You may dance for me."

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PostPosted: Mon Jan 30, 2017 10:17 pm
Ken raised an eyebrow at her disappointed voice, then became silent as she asked for him to dance. "I...I can't dance. I don't know how, I was wondering...can I draw you while you sit there?" He asked, she looked like something he could draw, and maybe he wouldn't need to dance. He also wondered, since her language tutor was burned alive, how would she learn the neighbor kingdom's language? Maybe he could hint that he knew it? "I don't know their songs..." He looked back down, even if she knew he could speak that language, she wouldn't let a slave teach her. He looked to the fire and smiled, a poem could work. "I could tell you a poem, I know a few." He stated, looking back to her and her project.

It was awkward in the most part, a maid brought the blanket to the room, the one the princess had given him. She set it down in a chair before bowing and shuffling out. He turned, looking out the window to still see smoke rising. A butler came in and bowed to the princess. "Dinner will be ready in an hour, your mother wishes you wear your new dress and heels, it will be steak tonight as tomorrow is your youngest brother's birthday as you may know." He left after finishing, only needing to stay to pass information. Ken got wide eyed, steak...? That meant when her little ten year old didn't finish her meal, Ken could eat it. He attempted to compose himself, having barely eaten much except for normal slave portions. "Do you wish I set your place at the table while you dress?" He asked, looking to the princess.

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