Thread: The Prince's New Plaything (Valanaer x Forbidden)

Her expression didn't change as he began to speak, though her eyes narrowed in a slight way as he made her double guess her words as he tried to play up an innocent facade about his reasons for coming to talk to her. She was sure he was here only to torment her once he realized he wouldn't be able to seduce his brother's betrothed. Though Kirra didn't think this man, she still hadn't figured out his name..Christian she thought the tree had said, really cared that she was technically off- limits.The reputation he mentioned was one that was infamous for throwing himself at women..really catching the women who threw themselves at him but that was irregardless in her mind. He seemed to be the type who would find a way to get what he wanted without thinking about the consequences. Something she normally would like, but she wasn't looking for a man to keep her attentions, at least not at this second in time. As his gaze pulled away from her she had to wonder who he was looking at but tried not to look around after him, though someone coming through the crowd was certainly capturing a lot of attention from the people around them. Just as she leaned around him to look he leaned into her, brushing his hand down her arm and sending chills up her spine. Kirra couldn't resist the smirk that came to her lips as he told her she might be the reason for a new jealousy between the two brothers. The smirk quickly faded as she struggled to keep her jaw from dropping at his open invitation to his bed. Her hair temper snapped and she forgot about the heavy crowd around them, forgot that she was in a neighboring kingdom trying to impress the people who she would be bound to with the wedding, and forgot that one of the royal family was the one taunting her. Her hand raised, not against her will but not exactly with conscious thought, and hit him square across the face. Hard. She might be a fairly small girl but she'd snuck around the palace combat grounds long enough to know a few tricks. She didn't slap him open handed like a girl would but full on punched him in the jaw. The gasps of the crowd surrounded her but it was her mother's voice snapping from behind her that made her flinch. And the eyes of a well dressed man that appeared from behind the man she'd just hit looking at her with disapproval. She realized, from the way he was dressed that he was her husband to be...oops. Regaining her composure as best as she could manage with the crowd whispering around her and solely focused on her next act she looked at her mother. He was being inappropriate and I dealt with it. Her tone was soft and steady, almost nochalant, and she thought she heard a few snickers run through the crowd behind her but she couldn't be sure. If wouldn't suprise her if there were members of the crowd who had also been on the recieving end of the man's taunts. And to her husband to be...well she wasn't at all sure how to address this situation. At least her mother was quiet when exasperated with her, this man she didn't know how he was going to react. Your Highness William, I do hope you have better manners than your brother. Her smile was half confident and half hesitant as she tried to joke with him. She wasn't going to apologize for her actions, they were well deserved, but at the same time she didn't want to start a scene at this banquet. The whole time she kept her gaze away from Christian, not sure if she'd be able to keep from laughing at the look she assumed was on his face.