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Thread: A Photographer's Dilemma (Traveler and I)

Well, it's probably forward of me, but this other phone is property of my employers. I don't want to lose your number if I get fired. He had smiled at her better explanation of 'bucket list' and agreed with her that it was much, much better. Sausage and beer is usually what people think of. And knickers. But all I can think of is gulash, he said, chuckling. And I suppose mulled wine. Mulled wine is good. He walked with her some more, enjoying simply being with her. She was easy to talk to, easy to spend time with, and certainly easy on the eyes. A cottage? I didn't see it, but I'd love to visit. He blushed briefly. For, ah... lunch or something. When you have time. He quickly tried to change the subject. So you're a historian of sorts? That's perfect! I mean... I'm taking pictures but I like to get to the meaning of them. If I understood what really mattered to the people here in this kingdom, then I could reflect it through my photos. Do you think that we could get together again soon? His watch had beeped, telling him that dinner was only an hour away. Oh... I have to get back to work. Tomorrow maybe? he didn't want to leave her, but duty called. He wanted to get an overview of the family at dinner, and this was his first chance to see them interacting.
Thread: A Photographer's Dilemma (Traveler and I)

Your employers are my employers. She reminded him softly. But I understand. At least let me put my number in that phone so you don't run up your bill. I'd feel much better and they probably wouldn't think twice about it. And if they do then blame me for everything. She held out her hand for his work phone. A historian is helping you work. It's not a lie since I will help you out. She said with a convincing tone. The cottage is in the thick of the woods. It was used back in the sixteenth century. Invaders came from the opposite side of the palace. The king would send his family to the cottage to hide. In the cottage would be beggar clothes and some money so the family would be able to run away and survive if he didn't. It was also a birthing home for many years but that's a different story. She nodded her head to lunch, Tell me when and I will make you my favorite Sevonian meal. She noticed his blush, You're really cute when you blush. She told him and poked his cheek. It's really cute. She laughed a little and looked away. Like I said before I have taken time off. So I will be free whenever you need me. Just tell me when. Tomorrow sounds great though. Give me some time to clean up so maybe tomorrow around eleven. Maybe we can go up to widows peak or I can take you to the Elder's town. Good luck with the family. Wear something nice to dinner. Never wear jeans to a family dinner. A nice button up shirt you don't have to wear a suit. You might look underdressed but trust me the princes would wear jersey shorts and muddy shoes if they could.
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Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Ethril gave her a small smile as she pulled the blade from the tree with effort. Once it slid free, he whispered a soft charm and the tree sealed up instantly, fully healed. Her body was easily displayed in this moment, and he couldn't help but admire her curvy form. Despite the few elven women, including the two in his battle group, that still lived, and the beauty and grace that they possessed... This young girl, by elven standards, was striking in her own way. So many questions. Ethril mused quietly. I willl answer only some now. I am Ethril, of Annealorie, Prince of Leaves, leader of the Emerald Army, the last remaining force of Elves. I am now going to arrogantly assume it was me you were sent to find. He said with a low chuckle. The Stronghold is a High Elven fortress, by the mountains. We will get you more befitting clothing there, and discuss details as well. Ethril swung himself up into the saddle, gently placing one of her hands on his hip. Hold on to me. It would be a pity if I were to lose the beautiful human princess. He said with a brilliant smile. Garta! He exclaimed, and the group shot off through the trees at a breakneck pace, and Ethril continued to speak as he steered. I do know your father, from a while ago, when our defensive aid agreement was made, which is why you are here. To fufill the agreement, yes? You were just born when it was made. I held you briefly. I myself was merely eight cycles. He said, narrowly missing a tree. And worry not about your companion. Emea will slay the beast and bring him back. Perhaps they'll take a liking to each other. He mused with a gleeful laugh as they jumped a river. Emea never has seemed to find anyone for her.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Teysa had noticed that the tree healed after her blade had been yanked free of the bark. Never before would she thought of the tree as a truly living thing. It did not breathe, move, or speak as she did. Not that she was simple minded but humans needed hard proff of these things after all and there was little of it in this time and age. As she sat on the saddle behind Ehrile she waited for her rapid firing of questions to be answered. Though the princess was not the typical sit in the room and look pretty noble woman she was bred of royalty and had come from her own kingdom where none dared not to answer her out of respect. It had not always been that way but the years had earned her the respect of her men. She listened to him intently, her dark eyes focused on the elf as he spoke. When he was arrogant, something she had not heard was often found among the elves, a smirk passed across her features and she let out a little chortle in response. Though once her clothing, rather the lack of them, was brought up her cheeks flushed slightly more. If she had not the underclothes even under the linen clothes her nipples and lower mound would have been on display for all. Letting him guide her hand onto his hip she closed her eyes and let out a slow breath keeping her temper down. Normally it was much easier for her, but between the days of heat and the relief that she had found who she was looking for the dark haired woman was on edge. Before she could speak again though the horse took off and her breath caught. Sure she had been on many a fast steed but the grace of the elven one was unmatched, and she had been riding more hearty warhorses of late. As they went through the forest the white hair of the elven prince danced around her intoxicating her scent and she could not help taking in a deep breath of the clean forest smell. Catching herself she clutched on tighter around his narrow waist and leaned forward but still kept thier bodies from touching anywhere inappropriate. So you think me but a child? She asked him when he mentioned holding her in his arms once. Eight cycles? The elf hardly looked older than her. Yes, my father sent me out to hold up our end of the agreement, he was very vague about that part though, saying it would come apparent to me once I found you. Tarkus can do well himself, he is just not as seasoned as most, Teysa found herself defending the poor lad who had grown on her over their treks through the horrible forest. I did not think there were anymore elven fortresses to be had. I was told they were all destroyed in the great war that ended as I came into this world, She spoke skeptical of his words. This was who she was looking for, but he was being very forward with calling her beautiful and his haughty nature made her wonder if the slender man her arms were wrapped around had learned any manners. Why have you not taken Emea? She asked being as forward as he was being, seeing how he would handle it.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Think of you as a child? Ethril questioned with a laugh. Not so! Eight years difference is nothing to elves. You are my equal in age, and I'm sure in many other things. He said, laughing with clear pleasure as they ran along the bank of a fast-flowing river. Smell the water in the air, feel the wind on your skin. Any time you need to remember why we fight, look around you! He exclaimed. Then he raised an arm toward the sky, where a large hill appeared on the horizon, a building perched atop it. The spires of the towers were slender and graceful, and the walls beautiful and elegant. The pale stone glowed in the evening sun. Our destination. He proclaimed, not pausing in their ride. Many woven fortresses were destroyed. We built this one only in the last five years. He considered her question briefly, not bothered by her frankness. Honesty and direct speech were common amongst elves. A small smile played across his face. She didn't know about the betrothal. Well. Time to allow his more mischievous side have some fun. Emea is beautiful, yes, but we are friends from childhood. We have spoken on this topic before, and neither of us has interest therein. He said. Such a conversation had happened, before the betrothal. They quickly arrived at the gates, which were opened already, as they had been spotted on their approach. Keep watch for Emea! She should return soon. Alert me when she does. Ethril called, and an elf called something back in the fluid tongue of their kind. The gates curves gracefully up, made of wood that almost appeared alive still, as if trees themselves had grown this fortress. The building was huge, dominating the large hilltop, and Ethril rode them up the Main Street to the central building, a large spire. There he helped her down from the horse, and looked over her again. I assume you would like to bathe and to be more presentable before we speak again. He said softly. Alie! He called, and an elf maiden appeared from within the spire. Yes, Ethril? She said with a small flourish of respect. Please lead the princess to the bath chambers downstairs. The chambers were built into the rock of the hill, and were served by a hot spring. You should find some clothing down there as well. All of us wear the same garment, so you should feel part of the group. He teased lightly, and guided her to the beautifully carved door of the spire. Go, relax. He said, and then vanished off with the horse.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

It took the woven prince about ten minutes to deal with his horse, return to his room, and strip off the light armor he wore, instead donning a light robe. His white hair had to be brushed straight after the quick-paced riding, but that could wait until after he was clean once more. Elves, with their raised sensitivity to hearing, sight, and smell, bathed more often than humans might, simply to avoid offending others. And so now, lightly coated in sweat from the ride and the fight, he made his way downstairs. Ethril hadn't expected to find Teysa in his personal bath. Having put away the horses and recieved word that the other human had been returned to the stronghold, he too decided that a bath was necessary. While he expected to find Teysa hidden in the misty water of one of the main baths, she was not there. Until he made his way to the personal pool, he thought she had finished and been taken to her rooms. The elven prince wore nothing but a long, semi-transparent robe, which concealed none of his muscles and his form, but kept his more intimate locations shadowed in the dim light of the baths. He entered his personal bathing area, caught sight of her, and smiled. You are even more beautiful when properly cleaned. He said softly, so as not to startle her. It's not often that I find a lovely lady in my personal bath. He commented, stripping off the robe and casting it to one side of the carved stone floor, entering the pool of warm water across from her. There was no show in his movements, no indication of hesitation or embarassment at being seen, ever so briefly, by her before he sank into the pool. He paused then, looking at her. I'm sorry, have I made you uncomfortable? He asked softly, a look of almost genuine concern on his face. With only a slight pause in his words or motions, he moved on, running wet fingers through his hair. Elves have no problem with nudity or exposure, so I forget that it makes you uncomfortable. I shall... attempt... to keep you from being too put off. he said, leaning back in the water. Also, your companion is here, and perfectly safe.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Teysa was relaxing in the bath in her own world. Her mind was wandering on what to do now that she had found the Prince of Leaves. As much as she knew that there would be war plans to be made the human princess could not help but think about what else she was missing. Swirling her mind landed on various places on the map she had studied during the initial march to the edge of the forest trying to pin point where this elven strong hold might be. So lost in her thoughts she was that the ever so light footfalls of Ethril never registered in her ears. Even though the young woman was human she had trained hearing over the years of battle and having to use stealth to take out her stronger enemies. When he spoke though her grey eyes flew open and she stilled like prey that had just noticed it was being hunted. Soon as she realized though that the elf was in the same small pool and just as naked as she was her eyes lowered out of respect. Even if he did not need the privacy she did. Teysa had seen her share of naked men as they were stripped for torture or to heal their wounds but that was another world entirely. Her cheeks flushed hot red though as he stepped in and her gaze stayed controled waiting until she was sure he was in the murky water far enough that she would not see anything. Thank you, Prince Ethril, She spoke softly not sure what else to say at his advances once more. When her gaze met his as he cleaned his hair she could not help but let her eyes roam over him for the briefest moment, one he would even have trouble seeing. I'm sorry if I have stepped over my bounds, it was the modesty level we humans hold dear that I ended up in the closed off section, OUt of habit more than anything she bowed her head at him and sunk down so she was only a floating head in the water. I'm happy that Tarkus arrived safe, he has become most dear to me. I am sure you are making him welcomed as well, The princess nodded and leaned herself back on the opposite side of the male sharing the small pool with her. Thank the Gods they were both slender, lessening the chance of anything touching. If anything I have made myself uncomfortable, once more I apologize for being in here. I can leave and wait for you so we can further discuss events. I have a large host waiting at the edge of the forest for my word and the Drow moving ever so closer to them with each passing moment. Not to mention my father The King will be on his way in a matter of days if I still have my time correct, That aristocratic speech still effortlessly poured out of her even while nude in a pool of water as if she was properly dressed.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

Ethril laughed, a genuine sound of mirth and humor. Not so. Very small are the boundaries between us, and hard for you to overstep. He said with a smile. That line, perhaps, wouldn't be evident to her until he explained the betrothal. You have not made me uncomfortable at all. If it suits you better, you are welcome to use this pool whenever you like. He offered, gently rubbing the water along his toned torso, working it into the skin and muscle. He controlled his expression when she mentioned Tarkus. He wasn't sure how he felt about the male human who seemed incapable of holding his own against the drow. Tarkus is being housed in one of the smaller guest rooms on the ground level. Your room is the guest room next door to my own- we share a balcony. He said, just delivering facts. I suppose we probably should discuss the matters of great importance, and a bathing pool is not exactly the best place to do it. He said with a sigh, standing and stepping out of the pool, water running from his body. Snatching a cloth towel from a nearby stone shelf, he carefully dried himself off before taking a bundle of clothing from a nook in the wall. In a matter of minutes, he had donned brown leather leggings, a dark green tunic with golden decorative stitching, and a leather belt. Slender fingers loosely braided his longish white hair and tucked it behind his pointed ears. His eyes stayed respectfully away from her body, despite the temptation to gaze upon her. Even her blurred form in the corner of his eye was tempting. Take your time, and join me in the Strategy Hall when you are ready. We can discuss the terms of the agreement there and also the battle plans we shall set in motion. He said with a small smile, wrapping his wrists and forearms with white linen. Any elf in the building can guide you there. He said with a small chuckle, moving to the plant-curtain and stepping out. And Teysa? He added softly, turning to gaze at her for a moment. You needn't be so shy around me. Over the next few weeks, we shall bond over combat and battle, saving each other countless times. Perhaps... We might become friends, at least. He said before slipping out. He had a hard time with her high-class nature, her tendency to apologize for everything and yet to be in charge, to control, and to be clear and precise and important. Her language was intricate and elaborate in nature, where he simplified words down to make all feel welcome, and to make himself one with the people. Whereas she, even while nude, seemed to wear the robes of royalty.
Thread: Against the Dark Ones (Emperor_Nero and I)

He had to be toying with her. Teysa kept her bored face on the best she could but it was easy to see this time that the wheels in her head were churning. What did all this mean? He was being so aloof but she knew there was one piece of information missing that would make everything clink together in her mind. His hands gliding over his muscled lean frame did not go unnoticed however. Teysa just let herself think it was because he was an elf, not a human, and it was more the fascination of the new instead of a genuine one. Thank you, Prince Ethril,' She spoke after he offered the pool to her as well as letting her know about her rooms. Her eyes darted down again as he left the pool, telling herself that she really did not want to see anything though there was the churning in her stomach that told her oh yes she did want a peek. She waited as she heard the alluring sound of cloth sliding over the body stop and him speak to her again before turning her gaze to meet his as he said her name, rather unformally mind you, and quirked a dark brow at him. I will not be long, Ethril. was all she said but her voice was calm and loose, having lost that royal stiffness for a brief moment. Soon as the elf was gone Teysa pulled herself out of the pool snapping a towel around her body as if there was someone else in the closed off area with her. Her clothes were being laundered so she hovered above the shelf that help a small array of clothes. A dress, she missed wearing those. Battle never allowed for them and she had been raised a princess before a warrior. Slipping the light green cloth over her body it tumbled down to the ground completely covering her, mostly. She was human and her womanly features were more apparent. The straight line of the dress was marred by her hips and breast, which were beautifully displayed with their ample amount with the low V cut of the neckline, but she cinched the middle with a belt similar to the one Ethril had donned fixing the dress to her fuller body. Never thought I could fee big... She muttered to herself and let out a playful laugh. Quickly her sword was attached to her right hip and her leather boots slipped on. As she walked out of the bathing area, making sure to keep her eyes from anyone else bathing, her hands smoothed her drying hair out letting it fall loose around her. There was no crown to prop up with it now anyways. It only took a few moments to find an elf that she asked to take her to the Strategy Room and she slipped in through the door wondering if she would find anyone else there. Tarkus did need to be checked on but the host that was waiting for her needed direction as soon as she could give it to them. Looking around she waited for her eyes to fall on Ethril and gave him a half smile, This is much more appropiate, do you not agree? There was a small playful quip to her voice that had not been there before. She just figured if he could play coy games she could join in the fun.