Thread: Yes, your Highness! (Jane X QB)

Donna looked positively and absolutely shocked. Even though she could not see the dastardly intruder, she knew right away that she was indeed in trouble. She tried to raise concern, but her lot in the world was to obey, and obey she did. Y-yes, your highness! she had no time left to cordially dismiss herself, as she immediately ran off, towards anxious bridesmaids waiting for her. The Princess is in danger! Why isn't Jaina guarding her Majesty's room? Assemble the Palace guard, the Lumiere Knights, I don't care who! Donna had cared for the young girl from the moment she was weaned by the wet nurse to the point where she now stood as a true princess. She absolutely would not let any intruder take here away! Taking a candlestick amidst shocked bridesmaids, even if she had to get hurt herself, she would not let anyone extinguish the light of Alma Britannia! The decision shocked Triton, who could only lie and watch as she threw aside the candle and told someone, presumably a maid, about his presence. He immediately stood up, looking the woman right in the eye. So...it had really come to this... Triton stood up, as the doors were gently closed. Given how easy it was to sneak out...it seemed that they only guarded the perimeter, so he had atleast two minutes to do as he pleased, yet even that wasn't an awful long time. Triton was at a loss for words what had happened to that girl who wanted to be taken far away from here, into a life on the grand seas? He tried to look for even as little of a shred of that sickly girl into the Georgiana he could see now and sadly, he could find nothing. The man looked down, his jovial attitude all but gone, grim and quiet. That's okay. I'll just kidnap you then. Such audacious words! Before she could even make another scream, he immediately tackled her down softly, securing her arms right behind her back with a pre-knotted rope handcuffs, forcing her wrists together as it was cinched. Stay still, your Highness, this is for your own good! he said, smiling jovially as he took a piece of cloth, more precisely, her handkerchief, rolling it up to form a knotted ball in the middle like a cloth-like ball gag, fitting it to her mouth just as she was about to make a response to his question. Tying her ankles a bit, he hoisted her above his shoulders. Ayyyuuup! he said, smiling as he stepped onto the long train of her dress, tearing it off as he immediately took out a grappling hook. Overlooking the window, he saw a black-haired Maid stare at disbelief with a Barusian boy and the princess, bound and gagged onto his shoulder, above to descend from the roof. Y-you?! Au revoir! And then, he made the scale downwards. The female Knights burst into the room, about to dislodge the hook. N-no! The Princess could be harmed! Alert the overwatch! an elegant, tall and red-haired Knight spoke, her voice commanded much authority. This was Jaina Arthuria Threepiece, the grandmaser of the Lumiere Knights. Knights were everywhere. The soldiers scrambled about and scanned every area. They arrested every single person with dark skin, holding them indefinitely until the investigation would go through. A pair of Lumiere Knights stopped a dark-blue haired girl, walking whilst she read a book, as a bronze-skinned boy with a turban languished, pushing a barrel as he collapsed, panting. Is something of the matter, Ma'am? asked Miselotte, kicking the boy-slave near the kidney. I must be getting this to my father. Worthless Barusian slaves, lazy and foul-smelling, aren't they? she sounded so cold and demeaning, striking the boy once again, who refused to react. The Lumiere Knights passed, but not without one spitting at the boy's cheek. When they were gone, the boy smiled. You really saved me out there, Miselotte! said Triton as he pulled off the turban, fitting the shawl back on. He was lucky to have found Miselotte wandering around, she had devised the plan to move the 'jewels' She was unaware he had kidnapped the Princess of Alma Britannia that he had secretly placed in the barrel. Gladly, however, Melchior really isn't very happy with your disappearance. Did you want us to try and bail you out again? Oh no no no! I wouldn't want to eat bread and drink dirty water for another week! I am sure the loot I took would really repay all that trouble! Two-fold! the Darcsen looked leery towards him, yet said nothing more as he fixed up his turban once more, pretending to be the miserable boyservant to a condescending yet dignified Miselotte as they slowly made it back towards the harbor... Now that the coast was clear, Triton was quick to remove the gaudy Turban he wore, pulling out his clothes from the barrel, making sure to wink playfully towards Gia. Almost there he said, smiling as he closed the lid only a little bit to allow some air. Miselotte looked wary because to her, it appeared as if he was talking to treasure and trinkets stolen from royals. Come now, let us depart. You kept him waiting for too long.