Betroved to who?!(Medieval rp, open)

[Darling, Darling]

She called out to see if anyone would come being lost in the kingdom.

[Read My Signature]

:Willow:

I stepped away from Snow after whispering in the white mare's ear.

:William:

I smile and sit.

[Darling, Darling]

She needed to bring the stallion to the stables but had no clue where it was.

[nothanks]

(Your signature is touching and sweet.)

"I never got to thank you yet," Vladimir said, "For defending me back there." He smiled slightly. It was faint, but yes, it existed. Out of the entire time he'd been with Willow, she'd never seen him smile, not once.

[Read My Signature]

:Willow:

"Umm, your welcome I guess, I mean, it's not like I wasn't armed, I had daggers and my bow the time I went back." happy to see him smile, even a little, I don't say more, hoping that the smile will stay.

[lilt]

:Anabel:

I sat next to him happily.

[nothanks]

"Thanks anyhow," Vladimir replied," and he moved a few stands of hair that had fallen into her face back behind her ear..

[Read My Signature]

:Willow:

"Thank you, for showing me that people, the villagers in this case, are not always what they seem." I say kindly.

:William:

I still sit.

[lilt]

:Anabel:

After a while, I laid back in the leaves and grass and dirt, just gazing at the sky. I didn't care if my dress got dirty, not really.

[nothanks]

"Not everyone is as they seem," Vladimir replied, "And now I realize how lucky I am to have met you."
(Awww =3)