It is Our Generation now. *A Frozen RP*

[~MakeBelieve~]

Name;;Paige Esenger
Age;;Nineteen

Paiges' stomach was flip flopping around and her heart caught in her throat as she looked at the Prince.The Prince, this man was a Prince and he was asking her to the royal ball,
"I-I don't think I can do that your Highness." Paige shook her head gently letting go of his arm, "Thank you for the offer and everything but it's not good if I go." she had taken a step away from Prince Nils and was looking at the ground again as her hand scratched at the inside of her palm nervously. She couldn't wrap her head around why the Prince had asked her, it couldn't possibly be because he actually thought she was beautiful. Did he think that she had something to give him, because she didn't.

[CorvusSchnee]

"Will your horse follow us well enough, or should I maintain a slower gait in order to ensure that you do not lose sight of him? If your father would be upset because Fynnick was wounded, it may be even worse if you were to lose him. Now, your carriage awaits, Milady." Gregor would make no move to leave the side of the cart until he successfully helped Lillian into it, at which point he would lift the cart up and drag it behind him as he always had. The added weight would be of no consequence....not weight-wise. It would be of consequence from a social standpoint, for he would be providing transportation to precious cargo.

[ciel + sebastian]

Prince Nils of Arendelle

Nils . Male . Eighteen . Inherited Powers . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Paige
Nils had taken a step backwards as she said that. "Then allow me to buy you a dress or something to give you to give you something as a gratitude of my time spent with you. Please?" He said as he looked at her with light eyes.

Princess Lillian Westerguard of The Southern Iles

Lilli . Female . Fourteen . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Gregor
"If Fynnick needs to be of some use, please use him. I feel very bad that you have to carry me upon the cart as well. My extra weight upon here is no good for you." She said as she looked at him with very soft concerning eyes.

[~MakeBelieve~]

Name;;Paige Esenger
Age;;Nineteen

Paige shook her head again, "You don't need to your Highness," she was slipping back into treating him like a Prince again. She stopped herself from saying that she would have no where to wear a dress if he bought one for her because that would bing up the ball again so instead she allowed herself to look up at him,
"Come visit me again." she told him simply, "Maybe then I'll let you buy me a dress." Paige smiled softly.

[CorvusSchnee]

Gregor shook his head in answer to Lillian's offer to have her stallion provide him with assistance. He could not accept help from a horse that was wounded, not when he was perfectly capable of lifting the weight he needed to lift. "I am strong in body, and Fynnick is wounded. To let him do what I can would be wrong and selfish. I will carry your weight and more if I must, for I am able to do it. I may not be a prince and I may not be able to provide much in the way of company, but I make up for that by being a hard-working man. Do not deny me this, Milady. It is what I have known all my life. Helping others is my calling, baking my job." For one so young and full of innocence, it could not be denied that the young baker had grown swiftly in the years since his father had passed from this world. He was already capable of running a bakery on his own, already capable of providing assistance to others without a second thought. A selfless man, that's what he was.

[ciel + sebastian]

Prince Nils of Arendelle

Nils . Male . Eighteen . Inherited Powers . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Paige
Nils looked at her and bowed respectfully to her. "I call upon you tomorrow night, I wish you to be at the ball tomorrow night. A refusal of nervousness and denial of being talked to by a Prince is something most cannot do. But I wish to have someone I can truly be myself around tomorrow night. I mean no threatening way, I am nothing like my twin brother Marius, whom is a selfish and unruly man. I mean peace in every way. Love and honor towards all whom need it. I do ask you once more to accept my summon to allow me to escort you to the ball. I will pick you up myself, I will not allow anyone to escort you to the palace, when I will be your escort, Milady." He said with a respectful and loving tone. He had grown slightly attached to her within the passing hour they had spent together. He then stood up straight and took her hand within his. Placing a piece of parchment within the palm of her hand. He slowly stepped closer and whispered lightly in her ear "Please, I do truly wish you to be there." After say this, he turned to see one of his guards there with a white stallion behind him. Sighing softly, the young Prince mounted the steed and looked at Paige. "Duty calls Darling Paige. Adu, for now." Nils said as he bowed slightly while upon horseback. He looked at the guard and nodded. Having kicked the white stallion into a prance, Nils looked over his shoulder, slowly watching as Paige faded into the distance.

Princess Lillian Westerguard of The Southern Iles

Lilli . Female . Fourteen . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Gregor
Lillian looked at the young boy and bit her lip. She wanted to speak out his name, but it felt all to wrong. She then etched up the courage and did so. "Gregor, please allow me to so you some gratitude when we get to the castle. I want to repay you for helping me today and I know my father is worried about me as well. He will be very grateful that I am in safe arms with a commoner such as you. He will do as I ask, since I am the youngest of my siblings. I do want to make this up to you please." She said as she looked at him with light eyes. Biting her lip, she began to think and then smiled. "I know, I want you to accompany me to Arendelle, Prince Nils of Arendelle he will officially be eighteen tomorrow night and I have been invited. Please will you do me the honor in accompanying me to the party?" She said as she watched him with light golden eyes. She was being true and serious about having him accompany her to the Prince's ball.

[~MakeBelieve~]

Name;;Paige Esenger
Age;;Nineteen

Paige watched Prince Nils as he rode off until his steed rounded a corner and she could't see him any more. She opened her hand to look at the piece of paper he had placed in her hand and unfolded it to read what it said as she thought about if she should go to the ball or not.

[CorvusSchnee]

Gregor smiled politely, though it was a rather small smile. To think that a princess would ask him to accompany her to a ball. Him, a common baker with no title of his own, when she could have asked someone more suited to her social standing. Still, he understood that it was simply to thank him for what he had done, though Gregor knew that he wanted no reward. "As you wish." Of course, it was easier said than done, for the young baker had no fine clothing of his own. What he wore now was as fancy as he had ever gotten, and that wasn't very fancy at all. He had never asked for much in life, content with what he earned from the bakery. After all, his great-grandfather had built the bakery with his own two hands, and it had stayed with the family since that day. He would never trade it for anything in life. "If it is your wish that I accompany you to Prince Nils' ball, then I will do as you wish."

[ciel + sebastian]

Prince Nils of Arendelle

Nils . Male . Eighteen . Inherited Powers . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Royal Guard
Nils looked forward and sighed softly. He looked over to his guard and then looked up as the palace neared.

Princess Lillian Westerguard of The Southern Iles

Lilli . Female . Fourteen . Straight . Single . Tags ;; Gregor
Lillian smiled and moved forward where she sat. She wanted to jump up and hug him, but she resisted the temptation. "I will have to get you a new attire. One of my nurse maids will have a busy night making it, but they will need your measurements as soon as possible. You are truly a wonderful and handsome man Sir Gregor." She said with honest innocence.

[CorvusSchnee]

As he pulled the cart along, Gregor smiled as he kept his eyes on the road ahead. Once they cleared the trees, they would be close to his first stop. There lived an elderly woman he lived all alone now, her husband having passed on several years back and her children having left the nest to start their own families. She was a kind woman that had taught him how to continue living after his father had joined her husband in the afterlife. Of course, she was frail of body now, so he'd been delivering bread to her all this time. "You're wrong about that, Milady. I'm just a simple baker that does what he can for others. There's nothing remarkable about me at all. I'm just Gregor Kessler." There, right ahead of them, was the old woman's cottage. She was out in front of it, sitting in the sunlight. It seemed like today was one of her good days. What a relief that was.