Betroved to who?!(Medieval rp, open)

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

"Ah, I see, whats the problem?, you get to live most girls dreams and be a princess and one day a queen." Ashton asked.

[lilt]

:Juliet:

"But Ashton, I don't even know him!"

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

"Ah, right true, that normally happens, im sure hes a good person." Ashton shrugged slightly.

[lilt]

:Juliet:

"But this isn't happening to you! Think of being forced to marry someone you don't know, much less love!" I cried, somewhat angrily. My hands made exasperated motions of a talked.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

"But it will, I understand, why do you have to marry him anyway?" he asked in a soft and understanding tone.

[lilt]

:Juliet:

"I don't know!" I cried. Tears streamed from my eyes and onto cheeks, a rare occurrence for me.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Ashton whiped her tears of her cheek "Is there anything I can possibly do to help?" he said kindly.

[lilt]

:Juliet:

"I don't know," I repeated miserably. I looked up at him, right in his eyes. They really were a pretty color, like everyone said they were.

[Ƨαρнιяα Ɯσℓғ]

Ashton looked at her, he studyed her face, he realised how pretty she was then looked away "Im sorry." he said softly.

[lilt]

:Juliet:

On a sudden impulse, I wrapped my arms around his waist in a hug. "I'm sorry for bothering you with this, I really am." I looked up at him again.