Thread: Path to the Bloodied Crown (MasterOfWhispers and Frogger.)

Tell you...all about myself? Laidolyn didnt know what she could share with this handsome stranger, much less what he wanted to hear. The tips of her ears red, though not her porcelain cheeks, she slipped her hand into his, a strange...surge of warmth passing through her fingertips...spreading throughout her body...only to reside inside her chest. Dark green eyes met saffron, nervousness swirling within the depths. What...would you like to know? she asked, her voice the embodiment of music without even trying to be as such. We have only just met...so...I have no idea what exactly you would like to know There is much I can tell you...but I do not know...I do not know if any of it will be what you want to hear. In one graceful motion she rose up from the seat, one hand holding onto her skirt. The green dress flowed about her figure, bringing out little details every man loves to behold yet at the same time concealing those same details. Her eyes darted away from his, a delicate pink blush painting her cheeks. Laidolyn bit her lip. Um...I know this may sound a bit...rash, or even suspicious...but after everything I have gone through today...I would love to just...talk a walk outside To take a breath of fresh air without having to...worry about anything Would it be alright if we do so? Or is that too Not quite able to come up with the right word, she gestured towards him, still flushing pink. Alilthea listened to his words, eyes still narrow...and her face revealing no emotion. Of course the Bloody Crown was a well-known fable. It has immense power, a power many men lust for. However...it is more likely than not that the wearer will plunge the country into darkness, into chaos After all, power brings with it responsibility, and well...most just want to gain more power. Her back stiffened at the mention of it, but otherwise, she didnt react. It wasnt exactly a surprise that he wanted such a prize. You may have dreamed of it every night...but I cannot say that that necessarily is a good thing. Are you sure that you are not just...obsessed over such a powerful object? In my opinion...that crown is better off lost, not ever to be worn by another...especially by a man who believes killing others is the way to begin his reign. I would never support such a king. I am sure my people will share my view on this. Her brass eyes kept locked on his, even though he continued speaking. The request definitely wasnt what she would expect. Surprise registered within the pair, also dropping her jaw. After a second, the surprise wore off...and then she took the opportunity to close her gaping mouth, and cleared her throat. What in the world is this man thinking? she wondered. Could it be...Could it be that he lost his senses? That is a possibility, since his quest is to be ruler over these lands Alilthea pulled in a deep breath. I may be just a maid...but it is honest work, work that many will not do. I am not proud that I do it...but it supplies a roof over my head, and I get to see my sister this way. If it wasnt for her...I would have run away a long time ago To where, I have no idea, but it would have been anywhere but here. I have not been treated as well as I would have liked...but that is to be expected. Once she drew in another deep breath, she met his gaze evenly. I have no interest in being your queen. I would much rather perish than be with you, in such a position of power. I may have thought of being a queen in the past...but that does not mean I would like to be one under such circumstances...and with you. Consider another woman. I will protect my sister with my own power, and I do not care if that means that I must perish in order to do so. Now if youll excuse me...I believe Ill be going back to that cage, will I not? Alilthea rose from her seat, hands brushing the skirt of the blue dress.