{♕} All your little lies...

[`sappho]

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crown princess of miven - twenty-three - female - mentions: none - tags: matteo, katherine
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xxxconscience of herself, saelyra realized that matteo had probably heard her when she vowed that she could kill everyone in the castle if she wanted to. she didn't think this was a bad thing, necessarily. the more warily everyone was of her, the better, because that meant she wouldn't be messed with and pushed around. the princess hoped that this spar would go well because she really needed to vent and this seemed like the best way. "good, now i know what to call you when i have to fetch the medic after i beat you," she said with a playful grin. she looked over at katherine, making sure that her lady was following beside her and matteo. she hoped that she would stay around to watch them spar, even if she did loose.

xxxsaelyra followed matteo outside and into the sparring area. she nodded and waited while the head guard disappeared into the armory. she watched the glarissian guards sparring. they were impressive, yes, but the her guards could also fight. she smirked as the guard handed her a sword that looked very well-made and was very similar to her own. she gave him a smirk. "i never back down from a fight," she said, walking towards the open area. she quickly pulled out the sword from it's sheath, watching it glint in the light. she stood confidently but ready to block, waiting to see what his first move would be.

[Pyra Ilver]

❝ERIS DEPRAYSIE❞
Glariss spy ♢ ♦ ♢ 21 ♢ ♦ ♢ hetero ♢ ♦ ♢ with ~ Raymond,
Isabella

Raymond was distracted, by what she didn't know. There were so many things happening at the moment it could be any of them. She was concerned about his mental well being. The prince was worrying, that was something she had rarely seen him do. The amount of pressure on his shoulders couldn't be exaggerated, there was a lot resting on this, and as monarch it was his duty to ensure the deal was carried through. Only after the wedding would he become King, and Saelyra his Queen. The situation was too delicate to facilitate a coronation at the moment.

And Isabella. She felt bad about seeing her so rarely, but the arrangement had left her little time to breath, let alone socialise. "Of course, we must meet one evening. Hopefully after the wedding I'll have a bit more time." more than anything she wanted the day to roll around. The security of the event had been difficult to secure what with the wedding decided on so quickly. Cracks in her information base were always a concern, though they were amplified ten fold by the treaty.

The entire Miven party is up, including Darius," she spat the name out. "And the princess, meeting with her alone may be hard considering she is likely to surround herself with her court." She reeled of the information, some of which she knew, other parts were assumptions and based on the past actions of courtiers. Most of the people with Miven had been easily identified and learned about, excluding Darius (to be expected of course, she suspected he would have found very little about her too). Saelyra had, as much as she despised him, found an excellent spy. Professionally he was as good as her, but otherwise there was nothing similar between them.

[crazy-in-wonderland]

Isabella Starr
Female| 22 years of age| Songbird| power; Charm speak (Unaware)| Tags; Eris, Raymond

Isabella smiled at Eris, “I shall hope for a quick wedding then because I haven’t had the pleasure of your company in some time,” she said with a wink to her good friend. She looked at Raymond with interest, was he that eager to meet his betrothed? She paused racking her brain to think if she had seen the princess, “I’m sorry your highness but I’ve only seen members of her court this evening and I think they were heading to the kitchens when last I spoke to them. “ she paused, “if you’d like I can help Eris look for her?”

Izzy glanced between the two. She was so oblivious to people that she didn’t know if she was wanted or if Eris needed to privately speak with the crown prince. Though she knew Eris would have told her to leave by now if that was the case. Izzy spent most of her time chattering in the halls of the castle so she found this no different except she was careful around the prince. After all, he was royalty and he needed to be treated with respect. Izzy was just the entertainer at the end of the day and she had the highest respect for her future king.

Katherine Queen
Female| 23 years of age| Lady in Waiting| Tags; Saelyra, Matteo, Lauren, Darius.

Katherine couldn't help but feel sorry for her friend, she knew that she was a warrior at heart and when she had to relinquish her sword upon entering the castle she felt naked without it. Katherine smiled at Matteo “You’ll have to forgive me for forgetting as we were all exhausted from a draining journey to say the least.” she said with a wide smile, feeling heat rush to her face she couldn’t help herself from twirling her fingers through her hair. Kitty hadn’t much experience when it came to flirting but she knew she was trying and failing.

Katherine followed the two before turning back to see Lauren and Darius, she gestured for them to join as she entered the training area. “Put on a good show for these Glariss won’t you?” she sarcastically told Saelyra before turning her attention to Lauren and Darius. “Good morning you two, I hope you’ve slept well enough to keep our princess safe,” she gestured to the princess, “ though she doesn’t really need it” she smirked. She had faith in Saelyra and her abilities.

[Keriae]

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xxxxxxxxWhen Lauren paused to check herself in the little mirror, Darius couldn't help but laugh at her, thoroughly amused. If she just spent some more time with the lady in waiting, they would easily get on. Hell, Darius was willing to find a way to push them together if he had to.

xxxxxxxxBut he didn't say anything, silently getting to his feet and following his friend to the door. He hummed as an answer to her musing, and was happy to let her lead the way through the winding castle halls. Meanwhile, he was thinking. They were really on the back foot here, and his research hadn't lead to anything that would really, truly help them. He'd gathered what background information he could - the princes had, obviously, been the easiest to find information on, and the hardest had been Eris. But he wasn't surprised by that. A spy worth his salt would not leave clues everywhere.

xxxxxxxxBefore long, they turned a corner to find not just the lady in waiting and their queen, but also the head guard of Glariss. Ah, this man he knew something about. However, before they caught up, the trio headed outside. Darius realised that they were heading to the barracks to spar. Well, this should be interesting. Saelyra was never one to back down from a fight, and she was good, too. He wryly remembered the time he himself had sparred with her, and she'd kicked him square in the chest.

xxxxxxxxWhen Kathrine spoke, Darius nudged Lauren with his shoulder, hoping to jolt her back to her senses. She'd gone very quiet, and looked... angry, almost.

xxxxxxxx"Pay attention." He murmured quietly to her, before turning to Katherine. "I certainly have, though Lauren looks like her horse has dragged her through a hedge." He replied, the humour somewhat evident in his tone. However, he did not greet his queen - she was settled and ready for this mock fight, and he for one wanted to see her succeed.

[icxacruz]

[size=85]remi: the little prince

remi smiled when he saw aleksandr. he took a spot towards him. "hullo alek. i slept pretty well. i grabbed you a bread roll." he said holding out a roll. he still had part of his to finish. he quickly finished the roll and looked around the stables. it smelled better than anything, even though the place reeked of horse dump and went dirt. remi wandered over to one of the horses. the horse flicked it's head back, ridding pesky flies. remi stroked it's head gently and watched it's huge eyes stare into his as it ate dry hay. remi rubbed the coarse mane hair between his fingers and smiled down at the horse, he was sick of being a prince. he had to act high and mighty all the time and make good, useful decisions. he wanted to just be a boy, and run through the mud without maids yelling at him to stop trailing mud in the castle. or stick dry grass between his teeth as something to chew on without field workers having to hit him on the back of the head and tell him to spit it out.

he sat down on the stable floor beside the horse. he looked up and aleksandr. i wish i could be in here all the time. i wish i could be a stable boy and have magic." he said miserably. "i mean i know how hard it is for you. but i hate being a prince." he put a piece of dry hay in his teeth, as something to chew on. he stuck his legs out and the landed in wet dirt. no one yelled at him then. the flies buzzed and the air was thick and hot. it smelled of horse dump, but it smelled like freedom and home, more of a home than the castle would ever be.

[`sappho]

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stable boy of glariss - sixteen - male - mentions: none - tags: remington
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xxxaleksandr understood how hard it could be for remington. he always played second fiddle to his older brother, the crown princess, and had had been forced to act like a proper prince his whole life. "thanks," he said with a smile, gently taking the roll from remi's hand. he took a large bite out of it, savoring the taste. he was suddenly taken back to his life on the streets, when he didn't always know what his next meal would be. when he had to watch his parents and siblings starve and beg for any scraps from the wealthy lords and ladies. when he and his siblings had to steal to survive. he couldn't forget what those times were like or he would forget why he was here. he was here because he tried to help his family, save them from death. aleksandr watched as remi petted one of the horses. his name was taurus and he was one of the best racing horses that the monarchy had. he wasn't one of the nicest horses but that didn't really matter, alek had to take care of him all the same.

xxxaleksandr smiled. "but if you were here all of the time, it wouldn't make it special when you came to visit," he reminded remi. he watched as the prince plopped down onto the muddy floor of the stables. he snickered a bit, thinking how odd it was to see a prince sit on a muddy floor. of course, remi wasn't like any other prince. he was just like a normal person and he didn't think of alek as some type of freak just for having magic. "we'll get through this, somehow," he said with a smile. "if only we could just run away from all of this."

[nocturna.]

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[ age: twenty-three ] • [ kingdom: miven ] • [ disguised as: a miven guard ] • [ location: kitchen ] • [ tagged: open ]

- - - -Just as he had done within the Miven castle, Rowen was able to sneak into the kitchen without being seen too much. Well, he hoped anyway. This whole trip was still unnerving to the young man. He had, well time to face it, basically no plan for what he were to do while here. The only upside he currently saw to this situation was being able to potentially get some Miven staff members alone to question. But who knew if any of those who accompanied the Miven caravan knew anything? This whole thing was beginning to frustrate Rowen.

- - - -As he entered the kitchen, he politely nodded to the Glariss staff. Hopefully they wouldn't mind feeding an extra mouth away from the dinning hall... The sandy blonde man quickly moved out of the way of a few ladies, rushing to bring food into the hall. Seeing a side table across the room, Rowen made a beeline for it; but, not before grabbing a pint of ale and bread.

- - - -The man sat, quietly drinking and biting off pieces of the thick wheat loaf. It was baked perfectly and the taste reminded him of the bread and honey he'd eaten as a child with his mother. If only she hadn't given up hope... if only she had held on longer... He would have fought for her rightful place within the Miven Court. But since her passing, Rowen's plans fell apart. Did he even want to be recognized to the kingdom as another potential heir to the Miven throne? The notion seemed silly to him. Besides, who in their right mind would back him up now? He had virtually no allies, and the Queen was well loved. Why disrupt plans that were already in place? The young man grumbled to himself before taking another bite of the crisp loaf, trying in vain to shake away nagging thoughts.