Thread: Brave New World (Razgriz x darkangel76)

Anselm laid gaze upon his beautiful queen as the two men left to procure Charles even though at first she showed no real outward signs of distress over his announcement, he could just tell that she was bothered. Was Charles really guilty of such things? Why would he even want to lead a rebellion? He'd been treated well, hadn't he? Sure there were things Anselm had to do, but it was all in the name of order and being able to utilize what few resources there were around here. Scavenging parties could only bring in so much, and while he realized that sometimes the split between what went to the crown and the people could be perceived as unfair, he always made sure that the people got the lion's share of what was brought in. After all, it was his responsibility to lead them, wasn't it? Anselm found his concerns momentarily allayed when she commented on his desire to be just and fair a smile curled the corners of his lips at the thought. He'd always tried to act in the interest of the people. He knew their plight...Emerging into an unknown future, where much of what was once grand civilization had been reduced to mere rubble. Fresh from the hell that had been their old world, it was a chance to start fresh. To try and do things right sad as it was, experience was the best teacher. And Anselm was determined to lead all who were loyal to a tomorrow free of the vices that had once plagued them. Though his heart dropped when his beloved began to leak such tears of obvious sadness it pained him to see such a strong, beautiful queen in agony. Standing from his throne, he went to kneel by his Lady's side, taking hold of her quivering hand in his own and stroking her fair cheek with the free one. Whatever it is you require, I will bring you peace of mind, my beloved. He then turned and barked to two other guards standing on either side of the large doors of the throne room entrance, Argul! Tauph! Find Garret Watson and bring him here! Tell him that I merely wish to seek an audience with him and that no harm will befall him. The two guards gave a curt nod and soon took their leave. I'll not force him to work for me, gifted as he is, but if he is willing to become a part of the Royal Staff then I will extend him such an invitation. Last I checked he seemed immovable about abandoning his family's shop. Something I can certainly respect. When Helena began to sob harder, Anselm tried to console her, Hush now, my beautiful Queen. Know that I will not rest until this is resolved. Even though you're no less magnificent like this...I cannot stand to see tears run down your cheeks. Placing a hand on the back of her head, he then brought his shoulder for her to rest her head on, stroking her long blonde mane in a loving manner. Eventually, a small struggle was heard outside the throne room planting a gentle kiss to her forehead, Anselm then stood just as the doors opened to reveal Charles Vincent. The man stood at an even five foot four, dressed in fine clothing denoting one of his station Black slacks with a white button-shirt tucked into the waist, a black vest over that and a red dress coat hanging off his lean shoulders. Green eyes, full of intelligence and cunning, peered at his King as he brushed off his shoulder and ran a hand through his short-trimmed brown hair. He tried to resist, my Lord. Said he was busy, he did but failed to confide exactly what that business was said Sevin, to which Charles replied, I did not resist, you lout! I had several important clients I was preparing to meet! The work I do is of utmost importance to the crown! Giving a defeated sigh, Charles then turned to Anselm and gave a smile, But since this is obviously a matter that cannot wait...Anselm, my dear friend. Forgive my brashness, but you know I don't take kindly to having my schedule interrupted. Anselm's eyes narrowed a little, but gave a chuckle after a few moments. It is fine, dear Charles though I ask you show Sevin some respect from now on. He has to put up with me all day, after all. Sevin smirked, Forgive me, I would gladly serve you even if you were being a temperamental brat, m'Lord. You have done well for me and my family, as you do all who reside within the Capital and its outlying districts. Charles frowned ever so slightly, but then turned to Sevin and stated, Forgive my rudeness. Sevin, being the kind-hearted gentleman, waved his hand nonchalantly and replied, 'It is well not many can bear the burden of managing communications between the Royal Family and the District Governors. And with the business settled, Charles turned once more back to Anselm So, my King...What is it you require of me? At this, Anselm's expression fell as he replied, There is no easy way to bring this up, my friend. But my dear Queen has told me something troubling, and it upsets her so. She has told me...That you're leading a rebellion? Charles appeared genuinely stupefied, but then gave a wide smile and chuckle, My Lord, forgive me, but it appears your lovely wife has not been getting proper rest. His eyes drifted over to her, the gaze hardening almost imperceptibly to anyone but Helena before returning to Anselm, Besides, what on Earth would I have reason to rebel for? You're the savior of these people, their hero. You helped create order when there was naught but chaos. That's something to be commended, not torn down. Anselm appeared somewhat satisfied, but then added, She also tells me...That you were the one who caused her to be orphaned. Who made her lose everything...Is this true? My friend, I honestly do not know where this is all coming from! I only serve to manage the channels of communication between the districts. That is all besides, who would be so corrupt of soul to do such a thing? Charles, while managing to keep his cool on the outside, was admittedly starting to panic. Damn her...Damn her to bloody hell. I was friends with Anselm long before she even came into the picture, no way I'm letting her unravel it all Charles thought to himself, keeping his composure but infuriated that Helena...that troublesome young girl who threatened to derail the only means of checking against a tyrant...would try to use her new position to implicate him.