Betroved to who?!(Medieval rp, open)

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:William:

"How would you know if I love you more? Unless all your love goes to yourself."

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Anabel:

"No, I meant I love YOU more," I said with a smile.

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:william:

"I don't think so, I still think I love YOU more."

[nothanks]

((Thank you))

Amelia nodded and listened. "Well i'm.." she trailed off. "Im sorry, i don't know what i am for you comeing" she bit her bottom lip and looked away. "I beleive that the reason i 'provoked' him was a wise desision, i will not back down for any reaosn and deffintally not for one i beleive is right, and reason that reason i know and knew was right" Looking back at him she had a hard expresion splattered on her face. "I am sorry your father has a bad temper, not because of what he did to me, but for his kingdom. It must be hard to follow a ruler that you have to walk on eggshells with"

"You dare insult my father," Vladimir snarled. "You know nothing of how he runs our kingdom, nor how our people feel about his rule. He runs the kingdom firmly and does not allow sexism or slavery, and allows trial by jury rather than just throwing people accused into prison to rot away. Our kingdom is ruled with fairness, the law abided by. And yet this oone Tara maggot seems to think she know everything." He narrowed his eyes. "He had every right to have you executed for your endless streaming of outbursts, and yet he decided to spare filth such as yourself."
(Vladimir is good with arguments...)

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:Willow:

I look at Vlad, standing behind him I don't think he knows I'm there..."Vladimir, just because she might deserve to be killed does not mean she will hold her tong, girls of Tara do not back down easy, I'm one to know."

[nothanks]

"And girls of Galacia fight in wars and are allowed to train for battle and become knights," Vladimir replied evenly, obviously ticked off. He too could have a bad temper if pushed hard enough, though outburst such as this from him of all people were rare.

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:Willow:

"So I'll be able to fight with you when we leave?" I ask, then think that that could mean fighting my brother, his wife and my people...then I remember what they did to Vlad and decided I would fight.

[nothanks]

"Yes," Vladimir replied, trying to regain control over his anger at the peasant before him.

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:Willow:

I return to standing behind Vlad and wait for the villager's reply.

[twofrogsinacoat]

:Anabel:

I raised my eyebrows. "Prove it," I teased.