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Thread: The Crown Prince (DudeMeister and LaBellaMia)

Rhiannon gasped in shock as the man slapped his son and then watched him return to the throne to sink down. Swallowing, the man Alrbecht clenched his jaw before inclining his head. You are right of course, Majesty. The woman here has done well in ensuring your son is returned well and in one piece, he said and Rhiannon felt the attention turn sharply to her. She lowered her gaze and put her hands together, her fingers twisting nervously together. A hand touched her shoulder and she jumped, looking up to see the Queen. Her gaze was kindly and it was almost a comfort. You are a remarkable young woman, the Queen said with a smile. We owe you much for our son's health. Name anything and you shall have it. I'm sure my husband would agree, she said, glancing at the man before looking back at Rhiannon. Rhiannon shook her head and then looked down. I want for nothing Your Majesty, she said softly, her voice barely above a whisper. God help her but she needed to leave this room. Surely you don't mean that...Why if your healing skills and knowledge of herbs are so great, you might even stay on at court and be a healer for us. You would be paid handsomely of course, given your own chambers...and beautiful clothes...access to whatever herbs you need to heal those that are sick...Actually, that is not a bad idea. My dear husband, were you not just saying how we were in need of a new healer for the court. This young woman has helped our son...should she not become our royal healer? A fine honor indeed and her skills are certainly noteworthy... she smiled and turned to her husband to seek his opinion. Rhiannon looked up with wide eyes. Your Majesty....please. I'm certainly not w-worthy of such a position...I'm just a peasant...I... I insist upon it young woman... the Queen said glancing at her then at her husband. And do you husband, see my point? she asked walking to the adjoining throne and sinking down, placing her hand over his. She could continue to aid our son and stay on at court, and even help those at our court in need of a healer's touch. Rhiannon paled and looked down, closing her eyes, fearing that the man may indeed say yes and then what would become of her? If she denied so much, he might become suspicious and she would draw even more attention upon herself.
Thread: The Crown Prince (DudeMeister and LaBellaMia)

I'm sure she'd be quite at home here. The practice of her craft will benefit many at court. Training injuries are very common amongst the squires, so it would be great to have someone who can set bones Vincent said. You can do a lot of good here Rhiannon. What say you? he asked, looking into her eyes. It was at that moment that Percival chose to speak. Stepping from behind the throne, he sauntered towards the trio in that slimy way of his, regarding her with a weasel like suspicion. It seems that you are quite gifted in the healing arts...but how is it that you lived in the same forest as the bandits who attacked our beloved prince without getting harassed? he asked, circling around her like a vulture around a fresh kill. Yes, I was indeed wondering that myself. Vincent says he was attacked by at least ten men, and we've been getting reports of higher bandit activity in the area. How have you been able to live there? the king asked from his throne. Well go on dear, tell us...was it a matter of paying protection, or did you simply let them have you in exchange for letting you live on that spit of land? Percival asked with an evil smile. Vincent came between the two of them, paralyzing the spineless courtier with a cold and angry glance. She was located on the opposite bank from where I was attacked. Any bandits would have to circle around for miles to get to it. Seems like a lot of effort for one cottage don't you think? Or have your wits left you? he said in her defense, regretting that he didn't have a blade to threaten him with. Hold your tongue fool. Let her answer for herself the king replied
Thread: The Crown Prince (DudeMeister and LaBellaMia)

Rhiannon watched the man step from behind the throne and begin to question her, even going so far as to calling her some sort of whore. Her eyes narrowed at the impression. Not for the first time was she being called a whore this day and it was increasingly annoying. As Vincent came to her defense, she nearly smiled but then the king was bellowing and she felt herself a bit more nervous. Her gaze turned to the King. Buck up lass, she told herself and then walked forward. As your son said, I lived on the opposing bank in a rather remote part of the woods. It takes two days of travel to even reach the nearest village. Another four days in the opposite direction to reach that village. She took a deep breath. Your courtier, calling me no better than a whore does not sit well with me for I would never reduce myself to selling my body for protection. And why in heaven would I aid a man nearly killed by bandits if I was in alliance with them? she asked giving a glance at the sorry bastard who had insulted her. When I found his highness he was quite unwell and he still needs rest and to not be overwhelmed by physical or emotional exertion... Rhiannon knew she was trapped. If she denied his request of becoming a healer for his court, she would be held in suspicion and if she did accept his request, then she would be watched like a hawk and her skills might be scrutinized. Rhiannon lifted her head, teetering on the edge of a double edged sword. As to your offer...if it please the King...I...I will stay on as a healer though...I have a white wolf for a pet. She is quite a good animal and doesn't harm anyone. If I had but one request, it would be keeping her here with me. I humbly ask that Your Majesty allow me this one thing. She's as docile as a lamb. I swear it...
Thread: The Crown Prince (DudeMeister and LaBellaMia)

Why such impertinence from a wench so low born. And she has the gall to request to bring a wild wolf here! Your grace, I pray that you aren't even considering this Percival exclaimed, surprised that one such as her would be so bold as to talk back to him. That would be something that would happen quite often so it seemed. As much as I'm open to your counsel, you will not speak unless spoken too the king said to him, before turning back to Rhiannon. He has a point however...do you honestly expect me to consent to allowing a wild animal to be brought here? he asked her I was under her care for three days, and I can vouch for what she had said. The wolf is a mighty creature, but well behaved Vincent said The king considered it for a moment, regarding Rhiannon with a long scrutinizing look. Very well I'll allow for saving my idiot son's life...however if that wolf attacks anything or anyone when it's here, I'll have it put down immediately. Understood? the king asked
Thread: The Crown Prince (DudeMeister and LaBellaMia)

Yes Your Majesty... Rhiannon said and then sighed. Thank you...I promise she won't attack anyone, she swore and then took a deep breath before looking at the man who had been hovering over her and then looking to the Prince. If you will allow me your Majesty....His Highness needs his dressings changed and he needs rest... she said then flushed. If you will allow it of course.. she added and then glanced at Lord Percival with a hard stare before looking back down at her roughly sewn dress. She looked out of place in this world of rich fabrics and beautiful candelabras and polished tables and chairs. It was a far cry from her humble dwelling in the woods. A place she might not ever see again. You'll need a new wardrobe if you mean to remain at court, the Queen noted and then smiled kindly at the young woman. Rhiannon nodded and then lowered her gaze. Only if you wish it your majesty. I don't have any desire to bankrupt the treasury with a new wardrobe... Rhiannon said and the woman smiled good naturedly. A gown or two would hardly bankrupt us my dear. If you are to live at court you shall need proper attire...And I do believe she is right my dear husband. Our son needs his rest after such an adventure...
Thread: The Crown Prince (DudeMeister and LaBellaMia)

I guess it is settled then. Tend to my son's wounds, than we shall discuss living arrangements. Perhaps later I'll summon the court tailor and have a few gowns made for you. You'd be ill suited to be dressed in rags in your service here the king said. As Vincent an Rhiannon left the throne room to be escorted to the prince's quarters, Percival could be seen scowling in dismay at all the recent developments. Even if the fools he hired to kill the prince bungled it all up, Vincent had more than a few arrows stuck in him, if the reports he was given were true. That should've killed a normal man. Who was this wench to be able to heal a man so close to death's door? He'd have to investigate into this. Perhaps some incriminating evidence could be found...or falsified. Drifting away from the audience chamber, the scheming courtier made his way to his room to hatch an entirely new scheme. Meanwhile, Rhiannon and Vincent were escorted to his quarters. Upon opening the door, the were lead into his spacious apartment. Tapestries, paintings, and weapons adorned the walls. A table and a few seats were on the floor, and a large bed centered the room. A glass door opened to a balcony that overlooked the training yard, and two stain glass windows were mounted high into the wall, light of many hues and colors straining into the room. Having dispatched the guard to find those who tended the garden in order to procure the herbs Rhiannon required, the two were left alone. Would you care for some wine? he asked, going to the table to pour himself a glass.
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

Shin was not one for many people, which was why he chose to live deep in the forest, far away from any towns. He only went into town maybe once or twice a year to buy new clothes or supplies he couldn't get in the forest. He was out hunting for more food when he heard the scream in the distance, after it scared hi game away he ran to see what was going on.
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

Jen screamed as she fell with a thud she hit her head and everything went black. She was sure her head was bleeding but she was to far gone to do anything about it. sorry its short kind of hard when she knocked out XP
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

Could have done before hand? Shin raced in the direction he heard the scream until he came to the edge of a cliff, granted the hill wasn't very high, but still high enough to be hurt if you fell. He looks around, the edge of the cliff was rough and uneven, breaking at the edge of the walking path. Idiots... Not watching where they step... He glances over the edge and sees a backpack and some gear at the side of a small pile of rocks and dirt, then the body of what looked like a young woman partially buried under the same pile. Dammit... He looks around and finds a save path down and rushes over, checking her pulse, she was alive, but badly injured. I'll have to take her back with me... He gently wraps her head with a cloth from his pack and digs her out, then lifts her up and heads to his home, he'd have to go hunting again later.
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

I'm an idiot. Jen groaned as someone moved her she opened her eyes and stared at the man carrying her. Who are you? she asked weakly then made a face when she moved her head Why does my head hurt? Did you do something to me? Why couldn't she remember anything? She scrunched her face in thought then groaned again I can't remember anything.
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

He glances down at her as she starts to move, I'm Shin... He held her a little tighter and smiles at her, No... I found you at the bottom of a cliff... You fell in a rock slide... He continues on his journey to take her to his home, Rest... I'm sure you're just in shock... I'll have us home soon... Jest rest...
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

I don't know where home is. Jen frowned I know my name Jen. she sighed I think I know my age to but I can't remember my birthday or anything else. she glanced up at him. How did you find me all the way out here? Where you just passing by?
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

I'm taking you to my home... I live out here... I came when I heard you scream... He stops after a few more minutes and sits her down Here... Have a drink, you were hurt pretty bad, I'm going to take care of you... He hands her the water bottle and helps her drink, then lifts her again and continues walking. Now please rest... You're in no shape to be talking... He smiles kindly at her.
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

I feel fine except for the my head hurts really bad. Jen sighed but relaxed in his arms You seem nice. Why do you live out here? Is the city a bad place? Jen asked just to keep up a conversation to stay awake. She was scared she would drift off and not wake up this time. She glanced around So this is place a forest or is it something else? she was sure it was a forest for some reason.
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

You hit your head in the fall... I'll clean and bandage it when I get you back to my home... He allows her to shift around slightly as she looks around I like to be alone... The city is too crowded for me... I only go there when I need to... It's about a days walk from here... He continues his trek and crests a small hill. There... Home sweet home... He starts down the hill slowly, not wanting to drop his charge, and finally the cottage comes into view, it was pretty big for someone who lived alone but not huge. You can stay here until you are up to leaving... But don't push it... He takes her inside and to his room, laying her on the bed I'll be back with the first aid... He leaves the room.
Thread: Forgotten Past... (P) -Ladydark/Finx-

Jen examined the cottage trying to figure out what everything was. She sat up and instantly flopped back down with a gasp. That was a bad idea. she groaned and reached her hand up to touch her head. Her hair was sticky with something pulling her hand to her face she examined the red substance a frown on her face. She sniffed it and then licked it grimacing at the coppery taste. Gross.
Thread: Love After a Time of Hate Revamped (Closed for The_PG)

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Thread: Love After a Time of Hate Revamped (Closed for The_PG)

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Thread: Blood Bonds and Violent Passions (Myself and Makeupedzombie)

Nero's eyes narrowed as as his target was quickly embraced by another woman, then their lips met and he scowled. Not many humans went for homosexual relationships these days, what with the need to reproduce so ingrained in them by their leaders. But apparently this lady had, and so he would just have to change her. Get them separated. I want her to be alone. he instructed. Leave the one in the skirt to me, and tail the other one. I want you to be able to kill either of them on my word, if necessary. He ordered, and picked up a knife in a black leather scabbard, sliding the blade into the inside pocket of his coat. The silver fangs that replaced his incisors shimmered in the brilliant light, and his cold flesh was covered by the black suit jacket, making him a figure of white and black, pale ivory and deep obsidian. He took the steps down into the bar areas as a group of his men and women, normal looking, for vampires, danced across the dance floor. One of the men seized the ginger-haired girl into his arms and quickly pulled her into a dance, pulling her out onto the floor as the group accidentally pushed the other woman out toward the bar, right next to the door Nero emerged from. He slipped panther-like to her side, and his cold fingers lingered briefly on her arm. Hello beautiful. Let me buy you a drink. he said simply, his voice deep and quiet, yet the tone was unmistakable. Quiet, commanding, and most certainly not a question. He ordered two drinks from the bartender, handing one of the glasses to his no-doubt unwilling lady. You appear in a blood bar, yet your neck appears unmarked. he said, curious, yet his face remained passive as his eyes trailed down to gaze between the gaps of the spiked collars she wore, protecting her from the bite of blood-drinkers. A curious thing, protected as you are, yet entering a place where most go to be bitten. He added, lips parted lightly in a sardonic smile.
Thread: Blood Bonds and Violent Passions (Myself and Makeupedzombie)

In the blink of an eye she was gone. Leaving no trace in my empty arms that longed to hold my ginger wonder in my arms again. My eyes darted all around in front of me, pivoting on the spot looking for McKenzie but it seemed she had vanished out of sight. The weight of my knives sitting perfectly under my skirt gave me comfort but didn't help to ease my worry of where my girl had went to. The room buzzed with outlaw human kind, the free kind and the rats of the night. Perhaps the crowd has simply swallowed her up, I'll see her in a few minutes, bobbing back to me with her beautiful curls and freckled face. A horrid thought occurred to me just then. One that send a chill right down my back, what if someone knew she was an unmarked? What if that someone was a vampire? What would happen if one of those leaches bit her, what would become of me and her as an item? I would kill the bastard who stained her skin. I closed my eyes, taking a deep breath to help restrain my thoughts and nerves. Just as I did, a cold feeling slid quickly along my arm. A horribly persuasive type of touch. One I'd never felt before but one I had heard enough of to know what it was before I turned to keep watch of it and it's dead eyes. The hand furthest away from him twitched a little towards one of my wooden dual knives, now was not the time... to many people. To little humans and too many vampires and no vampires carried wooden knives. As well as this vampire was not just a regular blood sucker, he was one of the high ups in the central city. The ones responsible for McKenzie's family and clans deaths. A fight with him here and now would not end well for me so I decided to play along some. As he ordered the drink my eyes never left him. He was attractive and I could see why some humans let themselves be lowered to the point of being their pets, their slaves and whatever they wanted. I knew some humans who had left our colony to do just that. My arm had begun an unusual ache in the muscle where Nero had slid his fingertips. I noticed that the drinks came the colour of blood. You know my diets quite different to your taste, I declared coolly, keeping my voice as even as I could. It came out better than I thought it would, my insides felt like mush standing in his presence. Fully turning towards him to look him straight on, I could say the same for you. You're in a blood bar and I don't see your vending machines running around anywhere. With a dark chuckle I continued on, Not all those who get bitten submit to the suppression. It's often something forced upon someone more than death. Daring to turn my eyes away from the vampire who stood in front of me, I glanced at the crowd for a while. Still no sign of McKenzie. Now I was getting a little worried.
Thread: Blood Bonds and Violent Passions (Myself and Makeupedzombie)

Nero's eyes cut into hers as she coolly retorted. I'm well aware of dietary differences. I think you'll find the drink perfectly fine for your tastes. He said softly, fingers running slowly up and down her arm, playing, teasing, judging how much she would take. A sinister little smile tugged at the corner of his lips as her eyes worked their way through the crowd, looking for her lover. You could say the same thing. Though the obvious conclusion is that I'm here to find a lovely source of sustenance. he replied, tasking a sip of the drink, which stained his lips slightly, making them bright against his ivory skin. You're looking for your lady-friend, aren't you? He asked quietly, preparing to meet her furious gaze when she would turn to face him. Just as any human would. I do wonder how you would act if her life was on the line... or perhaps not her life. Perhaps instead, her sanity. He said, that sinister smile slipping out a little more. How... willing, would you be? He teased further, pushing at her edges, daring her to challenge him. She was a toy. She couldn't hurt him. Vampires were faster, more intelligent, with better reflexes and stronger muscles. He was expecting her attack, something, anything, and she couldn't catch him by surprise. And that was the only way a little female human like herself could best him. He had lived through the war of the Revolution and the fight for dominance. Now he would play with her like the toy she was. Would you sacrifice yourself for her? Take my bite so she could walk free? I'll have one of you, one way or another... But I'd prefer you, pretty thing. Will you go in her stead, or will you let me take her, break her, and make her mine? His lips curled more obviously, his eyes taunting her with their dark blaze, knowing how the fury must be building inside her, how angry she must be. He crossed his arms in front of his suit coat, one hand slipping in to grasp the hilt of the knife, if he needed it.
Thread: Blood Bonds and Violent Passions (Myself and Makeupedzombie)

Nero's eyes narrowed as she continued to challenge him, then even further as the girl slipped away toward the bathroom, he leaned against the bar, waiting. He slowly became impatient, and triggered his hidden radio. Report. He snapped. Sir, the girl is outside with her lover. She killed Diedrich and they've slipped into one of the buildings. Oh, here she comes... She's swapped clothing with her friend. It's hard tell which is which. Nero scowled. Grab them both. I'll get the one who is on the move. Recover the other, if she's still in that building. And for heavens sake, don't bite her. He growled, storming toward the door, black coat-tails streaming behind him. But the door opened before he reached it, and his target reappeared, his slitted eyes locking onto her. Fast like a bolt of lightning, his hand was around her neck, softly pressing a metal blade to her neck as his cold body, toned and hard and strong, held her to the wall. You killed my soldier... He mused quietly. You've got a bit of a fight in you, pretty little pet, but we'll break that from you soon enough. He said with a soft laugh. Now. Are you going to come with me, quietly and nicely, or will I have to hunt down some relatives and friends and kill them off? He said quietly. He knew that she wouldn't be seduced or convinced to come with him, so she had to be threatened. oh. He sad as an afterthough. I don't have a slave with me tonight because my last one died recently... couldn't take the pleasure and the pain.