Gypsy&AnimeLuver!<3 wrote:(I dont know if Crystal had to respond to anything or not ^^ can someone let me know?)
- Gypsy&AnimeLuver!<3 - The guards have hold of your character, Crystal. They are currently leading her to the outskirts of the kingdom, where she will be dropped off. Your previous post of her getting on a horse and riding away does not correlate with what is really happening.
- { for Nerdles }
I am Confliction. wrote:
{ Nerdles - just in case you didn't know - you spelled "Elyadon" incorrectly in the right side info column. }
ELYADON ♚ TRISTAN
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As the prince passed through the narrow corridors, smartly woven between rooms and chambers, he noticed the temperature rapidly increase along with the sound of banging pots and pans. His stomach rumbled as the warm scent of baked fowl reached his nose, and he realized he hadn't eaten since the ball. All the worrying had gnawed a hole through his hunger, but it had come back to claim its rightful place. One by one, the servants began to note his presence, stiffening and quieting their chitchat. He silently regretted not changing into anything less formal before his hunt to the kitchen. Although he was not as well known in Avalon, the colors and silks screamed prince.
He slipped into the kitchen, the servants whispering to the cooks, glances thrown his way. He shrugged off the awkwardness. The clanking of pots came to a complete stop, and then things got even worse. The servants began bowing to them, the cooks as well. He ignored them. Whatever they had been stirring around in those pots was all the prince cared about at the moment.
"Please," he said anxiously, trying to get them up from their low bows and curtsies. He turned to a meaty woman who stood eyes piercing towards him, with her arms crossed. She had some nerve greeting a prince like that, but he was too hungry to care. "May I please have a bowl of.. whatever is in there?" he asked, pointing to the large pot she had been tending to. The woman gruffly frowned, but turned and grabbed a porcelain bowl from the servant next to her. Tristan watched, transfixed, as the cook slowly poured three ladles of what could have resembled beef stew into the bowl. His stomach was practically begging for food. "Thank you so much." he said, taking the bowl from the woman. The servants just stood there, watching him shove his face spoonful after spoonful. It turned out not to be beef stew, but some type of soup with mixed roots and mushrooms. It didn't make any difference to him. After temporarily sating his stomach, the prince awkwardly held out his bowl for a refill, the cook grumbling to herself. He thanked her once more, then turned to make his way towards the exit of the kitchen, a bit farther away from the curious stares.
He made it past the bucket of ladles, but then tripped on something near the door. Fortunately, the bowl didn't fall. Its contents did, however. The soup spilled out onto a girl who had been scrubbing the floor. Disaster.
DeerInYourHeadlights wrote:
Sᴇʀᴇɴᴀ Aʟɪᴄᴇ Jᴏɴᴇs ~~ Eʟᴅᴇsᴛ Pʀɪɴᴄᴇss ᴏғ Eʟʏᴀᴅᴏɴ
Serena looked up as she bumped into Kaleb, frowning slightly as he started about her cheek. "I know how bad it looks." she said softly, pulling her hood further over her head in an attempt to hide the bruise. She really was ashamed of it, and would probably lock herself in her room after all of this. The princess nodded in reply to KC. "Don't be mad because your brother has hit me. It could've happened to everyone. I am already happy he didn't slash his sword at me." The girl bit her lip as she looked at KC. "Anyways, I was just searching for you. To see if you are alright." she spoke quietly, her voice not louder than a whisper. It was a habit of the girl. She watched Kaleb for a short moment. "And to see if there is anything i could do for you." she added.
- AVALON ♚ KALEB
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Kaleb sighed, a furious yet deflated huff of a breath. Although he was still somewhat mad, knowing that Serena was alright made him feel loads better. Besides, Alexander was probably being punished at this moment. There was nothing more he could do. "I am fine." He lowered his voice to a whisper that matched hers, eyes a bit detached from the woman before him, glancing at the floor. "Come, let's find something to eat." he said, for even after all that had happened, the prince was a growing man and he was hungry.




