Thread: Burgeoning Dreams of Steam and Magic [-:IronicallyHaru:-]

Out on the streets of Waterdeep the Royal Guardsman known as Nevyn was just coming back to the palace after having been sent on a small but very important task. There was little that went on at the palace that Nevyn did not know about, and the relationship between the Prince and the Princess was one of them. Now and again she would send him out for particular herbs with which to brew a special tea. It prevented pregnancy, and of course that would have been the worst way for anyone to find out. Nevyn was the only one she trusted enough to carry out this job, and he took the opportunity to get out of the palace and enjoy himself a little. Ravness didn't seem to mind so long as he did not tarry too long, and it afforded him the chance to get out of his armor as well. Being seen out and about in that would only draw more attention. Nevyn had in fact been a Prince in his own lands, the lands of Amn to the south. The Solidor family had been expanding their empire, their armies moving over the borders into Amn. Nevyn, the Crown Prince of House Ancellar, had done as his father had commanded. Amn surrendered, with conditions, and Nevyn and his sister had been spared, now under the protection and employ of House Solidor. Nevyn was a Royal Guardsman, and his sister worked as one of the many handmaidens in the palace. They despised the Queen and the King, but found some camraderie with Staf and Ravness. Able to relate to one another in many ways, the brothers and sisters shared a royal bloodline, even if they were from different Houses. Nevyn's father and mother had died some years ago, and he had been raised in House Solidor along with his sister. Now orphans they had sought solace in the arms of one another, and so the similar secret of Staf and Ravness was kept by the elder Ancellar sibling. Entering the palace Nevyn stopped by the kitchens to grab a small snack and to see his sister. He found her cutting up apples to be baked into pies and coming up behind her he grabbed her ass and gave it a little pinch before circling his arms about her waist from behind. Good morning dear sister. How are you this fine day? he asked, stepping into her so the swell of her backside pressed into him and he tilted his head down to rest his chin on her shoulder, her light brown hair tickling his nose a little. She was younger than him by a few years, and he younger than the Solidor siblings by two. Truth be told Nevyn was in love with his younger sister, and he secretly shared some of the herbs he purchased for the Princess with her so that she too would remain without child. Upstairs Staf entered his sister's room and could not only see the stress melt off his sister's features but feel his own troubles melt away at the sight of her. She was so fair and so lovely, and he wondered if it ere possible for any creature to be as divine as she was. Readily he moved into the room and shut the door behind him, and crossed to where Ravness sat and took the seat beside her. Both of them were known to be emotional, though Ravness was often able to hide her feelings better than Staf. My sweet Ravness. I dread the coming days. We will be separated you know, and... Staf stopped and took a shuddering breath. Life without his sister and with some virtual stranger was no life at all. I do not think there is any way out of this, dear Ravness. he lamented. Reaching over he took her hand and twined his fingers with hers.