Thread: Lords and Ladies (LingeringDesire & Greeneyed23)

At the touch of her lips on his skin his eyes blaze with delight and once she steps back he catches her hand and kisses it. I pledge my life and honor to you Princess Fenice, the true beauty of Britannia. He steps back now ignoring the whispers his eyes locked on the Princess's as he opens the two chests which are filled with massive jewels and very well wrought jewelry. while these gifts will not pay off the debt they will help quite a bit and as Ne'ebo has said they are gifts to King Elias himself not for the throne or those behind the throne. The archbishop is smiling as the King stands gently touching his daughter's shoulders. Sir Ne'ebo i gratefully welcome you to our home and pray you do your lords much honor with your performance. As to the gifts i am most grateful and I swear to put them to good use for my people. Stepping down he touches Ne'ebo's shoulder and the taller man rises his helm still under his arm. Elias tilts his head curiously but carefully so as to not allow his crown to fall. You have odd armor and weapon Sir Ne'ebo.. please stay and speak with me? With honor your Grace. Elias smiled and patted the younger mans arm before turning to the other knights. Gentlemen I welcome you all and I hope each of you enjoy yourself and do yourselves and your home lands proud in the tournament. Now please go eat and ready yourselves. The tournament will begin shortly. They all cheered ELIAS!! several times as they filed out going to the lists to prepare. Once only the Princess, King, archbishop, a few guards, and the Princess's maid were left with Ne'ebo Elias turned to him smiling. Now may i see your arms and armor in more detail? Ne'ebo smiled his teeth shining brightly. Of course your Grace. He hands over his helm. It is different that the English style with less artistry though it fans out to better protect the neck and the mask is carved to what the king describes as look like a deamon. Ne'ebo smiles at this as the king calls over a page and removing his crown and giving it to the page tries on the helm. It does not sit well. Ne'ebo steps forward, may i Your Grace? Elias nods and Ne'Ebo shifts the helm a bit and removes a small rag in the top making it sit on the King's head quite well the mask falling into place. Your eyes will be exposed Sir. Ne'ebo. Yes Your Grace but that is but a danger of the joust is it not? true enough. Elias removes the helm and sets it on the table as The archbishop wishes to examine the material it is made of. Now Elias looks at the pair of long thin swords on Ne'ebo's hips. What kind of swords are those? Ne'ebo smiles and draws both so fast, with no sound at all, that the guards do not even have time to react. half the breadth of the smallest broadsword, each blade is single edged and slightly curved but the thickness of the blades speaks of strength. Ne'ebo reverses his weapons and hold them both out to the king who takes one and swings it rather wildly and quickly. Sir Ne'ebo it is much too light. They will shatter will they not? Ne'ebo smiles and steps away toward the table on which his helm sits. He smiles at the princes winks then spins slashing his blade out. For a moment nothing happens then the table collapses both legs on this side slashed clean through. each leg was more than six inches thick. Elias laughs as Ne'ebo wipes his blade and sheathes it returning the other. your point is well taken..i hope you have less dangerous weapons for the sword. I suspect that they would cut through steel just as easily. Ne'ebo nods. I did bring practice weapons as required Your Grace. Elias smiles excitedly. Lord Archbishop will you walk with me. Fenice you may come when you are ready. Sr Ne'ebo? Your Grace? See you at the lists. Yes Your Grace. The two old friends leave the hall with their servants and guards. After collecting his helm Ne'ebo Bows to the portrait of Fenice's mother and the throne then turns toward the Princess. Do i have your leave to go prepare Your Grace? He watches her staying respectful with only Mathilde here watching.