Forbidden Spells [A Medieval/Magic RP - Literate]

[Scottish Girl]

Rowan shrugged and turned towards the mare and foal, leaving Binky to graze. The mare and foal were put in a seperate field to rest and graze, and Rowan brought out a stallion. He was tall, black and very prancy, but very wild. Rowan was supposed to train him but it was difficult. He ould not go for the trick that Rowan used on the foal so they would have to do it the hard way. The stallin was used to people putting tack on him but he was not used to being ridden. Rowan stepped cautiously on the stirrup and stayed there was few secnds then lifted herself up, and brought her other leg over his back. He seemed to realise what Rowan was doing and treid to gallop away but Rowan stayed fimly in her seat. She lket the reins go a bit and he stallion was able to start walking, the trot then finally a gallop. Thsi time Rwan was low and was clinging on for dear life. The stallion seemed to be enjoying himself but when he saw, in he distance, another horse he freaked. He started to rear, trying to take Rowan off him but Rowan stayed in the saddle, calmly does it, she didn't let fear spread through her, because a horse can smell fear

[raibee.]

The commotion the stallion in the field was producing caused Faust to whinny in reassurance. Without being told to, Faust turned and walked towards the fence, despite Artair's protests that pulled against his mouth. Sticking his head over the fence, Faust whinnied again and snorted. Finally looking at what Faust was telling him about Artair cursed under his breath. This is why he hated young stallions. Artair slid off of Faust's back and into the field, ground tying the gelding. He walked over to the stallion as calmly as possible, approaching from the horse's shoulder. He quickly grabbed one of the reins and held the stallion' head down, stoking the horse's head. "Easy, boy." Artair cooed to the horse, and he looked up at the girl. "Are you all right, miss?" He asked. Now's probably not the time to introduce myself, but... He thought, but his words came out before he could stop them. "I'm Artair d'Vesci and my horse is Faust. I apologize if my horse being there spooked him," He stated, referring to the stallion.

[Scottish Girl]

"Id this really the time," asked Rowan dismounting calmly. Hardly a hair was out of place as she took the saddle off the stallion and put it on the fence. The foal and mare had not realised what was going on and were still grazing peacefully nearby.
"He doesn't like women," muttered Rowan giving the stallion a pat as Binky trotted over tossing his head Binky always looked for apples, he adored apples more then anything. He had once knocked over royalty because Rowan had an apple in her hand and Binky wanted it

[Cloudsong]

Siona glanced at the fork and picked it up. She bent it back into place and set it on the table. After putting her hood back up and putting her shoes on. She opened the door, she was annoyed "Perfect time to get hungry." She muttered angrily she made her way to the kitchen, keeping her head low and eventually she reached the door. She opened it and walked in, ignoring the few stares. She picked up a roll and apple. She then walked back out and upstairs, she found the door to the gardens, smiling she opened it and walked down the path.

Siona walked for several minutes before reaching the large pond, Swans swam on its surface. Smiling she sat down and started to eat the roll. She laid back and watched the clouds drift over, trying to pick out the different shapes in them. She kicked her shoes off and ran her feet through the grass, enjoying the cooling and calming feeling it gave. She watched some birds flying overhead, sadness filled her slightly, their lives were so simple and free. Sighing she closed her eyes and let the gentle breeze ruffle her hair as she took her hood down and let her waistlength ebony hair pool onto the grass.

Elton watched her come into the kitchen, and silently held his breath. He wanted- needed to ask her so many things... He was dying to talk to someone; someone who was like him. But what if his master found out he was speaking to rich people? They could get mad.

Without thinking it anymore, he put his towel down, and silently made his way over to the door, opening it and disappearing into the corridor without even looking at the other servants. He didn't want them to notice his disappearance; if they told anyone, he would be sure to get punished.

Making his way quickly up the corridors towards the other end of the palace, he wondered vaguely where she would have gone off to. She could be anywhere, he thought, running a hand through his hair as he looked around.

Nothing. He tried another room, seeing that the last one had been empty. Sighing, he leaned up against a wall, feeling useless. As he stared in front of him into a mirror that was placed on the wall, he couldn't help but feel ashamed. His hair was dirty and un-kept (servants didn't have time to wash), his face having smudges of soot from when he had cleaned out the chimneys the day before... Even if she did find her, she most likely wouldn't want to talk to him.

[Crabbiey]

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Siona sighed and stood up. She had no idea what to do, Sunset was a fair bit away yet. She glanced at the pool and diped her feet in, sitting down she let her feet float on the water, she kicked the water with her toes, sending little drops everywhere. She watched a few Swans swim by, so graceful and elegant. She smilied as she watched them and laughed at the tickling sensation from the little fish nibbling her toes. She sighed and undid the broch that held her cloak in place, she took it off and folded it up neatly. To reveal that she was in a very simple and plain blue dress, yet its simplicity suited her very well. What stuck out though was the sheath attached to her left side. She drew the curved silver blade and started to sharpen it. Then she stood up and started to wield it, but she didn't use it like she'd never picked up a sword before. On the contratry she was wielding it like an expert, she'd had this sword for many years and a guard had given her secret lessons. She let out a warcry as she attacked invisible enemies, then she made a violent sweep as she thought of her father.

[Scottish Girl]

Rowan patted the stallion and smiled
"I'm Rowan, the head stable girl and the Rebel off the cstale," she said giving her cheeky grin. The stallin was set free in the field with the mare and foal. She sighed and looked at Artair
"So what are you doing at the castle," she asked. Sheleaned against the fence watching the swans in the nearby lake. She heard shoutng and looked up and her lips twisted into a smile. There are not many girls who want to do that, she thought.
"I will be a sec," said Rowan before walking ver to the lake still looking rather amused. Her sword was banging against her leg painfully, but she didn't notice the leats, she had seen that tactic before.
"Been traned by the gaurds?," asked Rowan

[Crabbiey]

Siona spun and almost hit Rowan "Oh, sorry." She quickly put the sword away "You didn't see that did you?" She looked at her feet biting her lip, had she really been that loud? She glanced back up Rowan "Yes I have been trained by a guard, but I also trained myself. Please don't tell my father I was practicing my fighting, let alone that I brought my sword." She looked back at her feet, bending them so that the soles faced inwards, revealing the green stains on them. One toe was even bleeding from hitting a particually sharp stone. She wiped it on the grass and looked back at Rowan "I you do, he'll punish me. I just can't stand all this formatility, why can't I fight? I hate being rich." She felt herself getting very hot and she started to sweat as her anxiety rose, she wondered if anyone had heard or saw. Why was she so stupid? She took deep breaths to try and calm herself, but it didn't work, she sat down to rest her feet and rubbed them. She was staring off into space, trying not to think of what her father would do if he found out. Her face was taught with worry and she was biting her lip furiously with worry.

[Scottish Girl]

"See that was your first big mistake, getting a gurad to tran you, their useless, and second thats not a good sword, this is a good sword," said owan taking out her sword with a swing
"I can get you a good one, from a good blacks ith," said Rowan putting her sword back and Binky trotted over. She smiled a bit
"And if you want o keep it a secret, dont shout and scream. The element off surprise is your greatest freind, if you shout and scream the enemy will know you are comming," said Rowan. She looked and Binky who was looking around keenly for apples, and nudging Siona to see if she had any hidden.
"Binky's a war horse, and he wont stand people shouting and screaming on his back, will ou Biky?," said Rowan as Binky looked around lazily. She hadn't the lightet intention to tell her father, she didn't like posh people and Siona's father was definatly posh!

[Crabbiey]

Siona held up her sword "Trust me this a good sword. I know it looks like it's rubbish but it's actually very good. The curve makes it easier to use. The guard that trained me is very experienced he knows what he's doing. I was screaming to let off some steam." She smilied at Binky and pulled out an apple "Looking for this?" She held it out, ruffling his mane "I don't particually like riding tame Horses, I prefer it when they're really wild. But father hates it, he's trying to change me." Her eyes narrowed "He just can't understand me at all." She lent against a tree and started picking at her dress "I don't like wearing dresses much, they're so impractical......" She sighed and glanced at the clouds "I wonder what it looks like up there, I'd love to be able to fly." She glanced at Rowan, relieved that she wasn't going to tell her father. She drew her sword and swung it, making a whistling noise "See? Perfect balance, if it was rubbish I would have got rid of it by now. The handle's even designed for me. All the other swords were way too heavy and just didn't feel right."

[Scottish Girl]

Rowan sighed
"You'v got a lot to learn," she muttered shaking her head.
"For a start, you can stick with that sword if you want, but if you were up against an enemy that would hardly hurt them because the metal is not strong enough. The gaurd will be having a serious word from me for getting ou into this. Binky is not tame and there is another foolish mistake. If you ride a wild horse into battle the enemy will realise it is wild and will know that If they freak it out it will throw you off, and no matter who good a rider you are you will only have one hand to hold onto the horse with. Then the enemy will gather around he horse and bring the orse and yo down. Thats the bad thing about going into battle on a horse, if they take you down, yu'v got no chance. And Binky is not tame, well for me he is, he has been trained by me to only let me ride him and if I findyou on that wild Stallion again, I will sell hi to a diferent country," snapped Rowan.
(Got to go sorry if there's lots off mistakes)