Thread: Opposing Kingdoms (Maria x Gent)

While Sophia was in the shower, Thomas made his way to the Royal Chamber. His heart was racing as he went over the events that happened in his head. One minute, he was relaxing, taking a bath and contemplating pleasuring himself and the next minute the Princess of Cardon, very lovely Princess of Cardon, was in his room. It was a turn of events that he never expected to happen but one that anyone somewhat familiar with kingdom politics would be foolish not to take advantage of, the only question was how? Thomas nodded to a guard who knocked on the door to his father's chamber and they both listened closely for the shaky response of his aging father. Often times, Thomas felt bad for his aging father especially in times of war. The old man's mind wasn't as sharp as it used to be and on occasion one could hear his advisors complaining about the age of the King and the lack of experience of the Prince. However, many silently applauded Thomas' open discomfort of the way the Cardonian conflict had ended. The Young Prince swallowed hard and shook away any fear before stepping into the King's chambers. The King's quarters was always dark, only a few candles burning and the windows darkened by black blinds. The light hurt the King's eyes although few people knew it. Father? Thomas started out in a rather calm, soft voice. The King was sitting in his study where Thomas joined him and delivered the news about Princess Sophia's arrival in the York Capital and the circumstances that it happened under. The King's fury was quiet and Thomas and his father argued for about a half of an hour before they came to an agreement. His father, noting his age, decided since Thomas had got the realm into his situation, he would have to get the realm out. Thomas nodded and left with an excited look upon his face. As he made his way back to his chambers, his mind raced with the possibilities. Of course, boasting to the Cardonian King would completely invoke all out war and that was something that no one wanted anymore. At the same time, her surrender and apology would no doubt be looked upon as weak especially with the current bad taste she had in her mouth about York men. He ran his left hand through his dark hair as he knocked slightly on his door with his right. Thomas didn't hear any scattering that would make him think that she was naked, even though he wouldn't mind the sight at all. Thomas pushed the door open in time to notice the beautiful woman in his bed. He walked past her as quietly as possible and headed to his closet to grab some chain mail. The Young Prince knew that if she wasn't already awake, the sound of the rattling chain mail would cause her to stir. M'Lady, I hear stories of your love for riding, while he spoke he tossed the heavy chain mail over his head and it rattled loudly as the metal bounced against itself. Would you care to join me? Thomas paused for a moment as he looked at himself in the mirror, Princess, he turned and faced her, Feel free to decline me if you so feel. I know our meeting is rather unfortunate but I would hope that we could make the best of it. I won't stop you from doing anything that you want to do..except return to Cardon for the moment. Not until I figure a way to do it tactfully, in the mean time I encourage you to make this castle your home. Thomas turned back to his closet to get his simple, light weight riding armor. Needless to say, we will find you a proper chamber and you will be well taken care of. The last thing the Young Prince did was strap his sword to his side then took another look at himself, pleased he made his way to the door. Will you be joining me M'Lady?