Thread: Crown Jewel [Trygon/Harriet]

Father would never allow me the freedom I desire, The gentle words escaped a young female, her body tense as she muttered the painful truth to herself. Her mossy green eyes scanned towards one of the maids she had befriend when she was a child, waiting for a possible response, or something to ease the reality of the prison she really lived in. There was nothing to be said. Not that it surprised Harriet, a maid shouldn't over speak their place within the King's home, nor in the presence of his family. It was out of place, as he'd say. I just want to escape these cold walls, to converse in conversations with gentlemen that my Father hasn't picked out. To taste an apple, fresh off a tree's branch. Melody, do you understand what I'm saying? Stiffing her lower lip, trying not to seem as upset as she really was, Harriet's head tilted to the side as her eyes narrowed, trying to read her friend's facial expression. Are you even listening to me?! The words came out harsher then what had been expected, and an apologetic glance was made with a half hearted smile tugging at the corner of her pale lips. It is not my place to say, I am only but your servant within these walls, Lady Harriet. The shorter female nodded, taking a breath as if to hold herself back from saying more. As a friend, what would you say, Melody? Give me advice, tell me what I should do. I can not let my thoughts be the only thing I have to turn to for an answer. Please, this is the last thing I ask of you. Smoothing her warm fingers across her friend's cheek, she looked deeply into her eyes, telling her that she planned on escaping her Father's hold without the noise of words. I wish that you came with me, to give me strength. Swallowing, her thin eyebrows pulled together as she fought back a small sigh of sadness. Her Father would be devastated when he heard that she had ran from home, going against his wishes. Though, it was nothing new when it came to Harriet. But never had her rebellious streak gone this far. When Melody said nothing, she nodded her head and stood gracefully. The maroon and black skirt upon her dress fluttered as she stepped quickly, hands pushed open the doors to her stone balcony. Strands of fiery red hair fell across the bridge of her nose as the gentle breeze of the summer's day rushed into her chambers. Moving her arms in front of her stomach, bent at her elbows, she laced her fingers with the material upon her corset, fidgeting with the clothe just like how she was fidgeting with her thoughts. Closing her eyes, inhaling deeply, she let it out in a small gasp and shook her head at herself. This was foolish. If her Father's men found her, she'd surely be under heavier lock up. But right now, while she had this much freedom, she needed to act upon her will. Not even her family would bind her to something that she saw as a waste. Very well then. Melody, fetch me my bed clothe, if you will. Stepping more out into the open, her hands unlacing from each other to rest upon the warm stone railing before her waist. Basking in the sun while her maid, and only friend, pulled the dirty bedding from her large cot, she relaxed. Calming herself down, to just enjoy what little moments she had left within her home. Raising a hand, she brushed the strands of stray hair from her fair skin, tucking them behind her ear so she could continue to gaze at the Kingdom below her. No one looked up to see their Princess, debating one of the most roughest, and toughest, decisions of her life. Not even a small glance. ' No one needs me here. I'm wasting away. There has to be more out there for a woman my age, with my intelligence. No longer will I stay and be apart of Father's collection, a marble statue to be seen and not heard. I will get my freedom, or die trying. ' A hard glare pushed within her beautiful orbs, as if she were mentally scolding all the villagers and knights below her. Her face twisted with disgust, and if she weren't the slightest bit lady like, Harriet would have spat upon the people below her for their ungrateful nature.