Thread: The Prince's Plight

She stood against the wall in silence to allow him to finish his song without any interruptions. What she thought of the song she chose to keep to herself and for the moment was merely content with being a silent observer as his own little world consumed him. It was like watching an animal in its natural environment and seeing it shift and react to the world around it. For a moment she actually toyed with the idea that they might be able to stay in the same room for longer then five minutes without an attempt on one another's lives. Yesterday they had managed to push it to about half enough before blood was spilled, maybe today they would get lucky and get to forty-five minutes before threats of death echoed through the air and the guards had to rush in and pull them off each other once more. The dress would prove to be an annoyance if a fight should break out but with the wounds he suffered from yesterday she'd still have an advantage. Of course all thoughts of actual peace were shattered once he opened his mouth again only to make her blood boil. Even with his first words he had managed to annoy her and make her see red. A retort was on her lips and ready to fire back but instead she dug her nails into the palm of her hand in an attempt to calm herself down before talking back to him. As the nails broke her skin she could feel the pain taking away from her immediate anger and allowing her to think more clearly before she answered him. The fact that this barbarian could get under her skin with just a few words annoyed her to no end. Why do you continue to assume that I want to be anywhere near you? Her voice was as emotionless as she could make it without giving way to the anger that boiled underneath. Every moment I spend with you only makes me wish to be back in the battle fields where I would sooner fight an entire hoard then be here. Unfortunately the king seems to have a very twisted sense of humor and actually finds this to be amusing. Why I must suffer in your punishment still alludes me but his highness's word is law. She cast her eyes up to the ceiling for a moment as if willing some bolt of lighting to fall from the sky and strike her dead now. At least then she wouldn't have to deal with this infuriating man one moment more. I wish to be around you about as much as you wish to be around me yet for the time being we're stuck together. The edge crept back in her voice as she said the last part through grit teeth. She really should have killed him back when she had the chance and saved herself from having to suffer through this intolerable hell. Yet the fates were cruel and instead she felt as if she was being punished instead of him. Today is a busy day and I do have other things I'd much rather be doing. I realize that civility isn't something you're very good at but why don't we try not going at each others throats and see how that works. Reina felt as if she was talking to a small child instead of a grown man. Lord knows he acted like a brat who got his favorite toy taken away and now wanted to make everyone else miserable. He would go back home soon enough and even had a pleasant room instead of being confined to the dungeon. So why he was giving her such an attitude was still beyond her. Besides, she didn't want to get in a fight before Lord Darron arrived. They hadn't seen each other in so long and she wanted everything to be perfect for then.