Scarlet Rain ||Medieval Rp||

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Oliver gasped, still locked in his sleep, and his face going white even as his hand scrabbled on the floor before finding her hand on his chest, though he just loack his own hand around it. His back suddenly arched with the pain, as his eyes flicked opened, their startled gaze locking on Aniya unfocusedly. "You...can...heal?" he asked, softly. But he didn't stick around for the answer, instead he slipped into unconsciousness. This is when Blake arrived.
Blake, his tunic splattered with blood appeared and he looked at the two concernedly "Are you two alright?" The messenger asked quickly before slipping into his other questions "Is the princess alright? Did she get away? Or was she captured?"


Alexia nodded dashing away her stupid tears, suddenly angry with herself. Here Renna was, perfectly at ease and then Alex was puking and crying like a child. How stupid. Alex stood in a swift motion, spitting the disgusting taste from her mouth to the side. "Yes. We should continue." She nodded "The future of the rebels." She echoed.

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(Ok so before I post whats going on? Recap please!)

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(((WELL~The inn was attacked, several rebels died including all of the war leaders except for Tori and Blake (I personally kicked The healer out because she has failed to post or give me a reason for her absence). Blake will eventually step up to becoming general and then Tori will select new war leaders. Um. A few people are wounded and I think Gavin and Jay (she is a traitor to the rebels for she has a past with the king) will be heading up to Luka's place to meet with the king. I think thats about it :] Forgive me if I missed anything))

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Adrian
Adrian gave his usual smile. The one that always made look as if he was up to something. "Leaving so soon? I assume you have already been in audience with the king, but I too would like to hear of the reason that brought you here. Since everything that gets to His Highness will eventually get to me, why not save me the trouble of disturbing his duties. What news did you bring with you?" Adrian stood there and waited for an answer.

Abigail

Abigailed shuffled her feet for a moment. She honestly didn't want to tell him but there was no point not to. "I have given the head quarters and as we speak the small little inn is under attack." She kept her eyes away from his blind stare.

Fredrick studied Luka for a long moment before he nodded and walked up the stairs with grace in likeness to Tori. It wasn't hard to tell they were siblings. Fredrick walked straight to Luka's study, having been there several times before. He walked in and promptly sat in Luka's usual chair, folding his hands on the desk. His soldier instantly dispersed, fanning out to search everything for signs of the suspected traitor-ism.

Luka
Luka cautiously looked at the soldiers before he turned and fallowed Fredrick. All his thoughts were focused on the safety of Ysmay. Once he and the king arrived to his office Luka closed the door behind them. Once he turned around he found the king as ease in his chair. Nothing to surprising. "Please my lord, what else may I help assist with allowing you know?" He bowed his head a little. Luka clasped his hands behind his back and stood tall with his legs evenly separated shoulder width.

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The king Fredrick focused his eyes closely of Luka, studying him with immense scrutiny "Do you know that traitors to my rule and laws are publicly hung in the main square?" He asked emotionlessly, his cruel smirk on his lips. "The hanging is worse for males, as they are usually beaten in the cells, but women are usually brought to me a few days before they are executed... if you know what I am saying." He continued, trying to get some emotion out of the younger male. Perhaps a girl had swayed his loyalties. And the king was infamous with women, he took a different one every night, so that mention alone would make a male lover tremble. "But, as you know, I always give traitors time to repents and pledge a blood oath. You know the one that boils in your veins and kills you when you break it?" He said, continuing without stopping. He suddenly rose from the chair, his hand on his sword "What I am saying, Duke Delancy. Is that you've been accused of treason." Fredrick said dangerously.

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Luka

As the king began to speak Luka listened on in a blank expression. At the mention of the female gender Luka held his breath. He had to stay as emotionless as possible for both his life and hers. "My lord why do you burden me with reminding me the way one is put to death here?" Luka asked with a careless relaxed tone. He almost sounded bored. His question was answered right away. Anger, real dark anger boiled up in Luka. He walked across the room to face the King from across the desk. "And you believe that! Me? One of your most loyal?" He spat the words in disgust. "I am your servant my lord." His eye brows folded down.

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Fredrick became still, "You weren't at the meeting and a few years ago I believe you would've come and ask a public execution for a thieving servant." He said, his face and voice void of anything but accusation. "And I do believe because the list of names I was given included several other known traitors, like the Lady Ysmay, the Lord Grey and even a few of my old soldiers. I have no reason not the believe my informant. Besides, she gave me the location of my precious little sister's headquarters. A darling little inn called the Dancing Rose. Did you know that the females of my family all love roses? How did I not see it earlier?"

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Luka

Luka shifted under his feet. "Then I was set up my lord. Probably by a family member of one of my servants!" Luka held himself back from slamming his fist on the desk. "I have never even see this inn." He growled. "How I take care of my servants is of my choosing. Today I felt a little generous." He knew there was no way he could talk his way out of this but he needed to stall as much as possible.

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The king sighed, obviously displeased with this answer, though he seemed to relax slightly and he turned his eyes to the door as a soldier walked in promptly "We found a secret passage in the servant's quarters, your Majesty. One of the lesser soldiers went to see if it was empty, but we heard the sounds of fighting. We ask your permission to follow." the man informed the King. Fredrick turned his eyes to Luka and lifted an eyebrow "Oh? Really? Duke Delancy, let us see whats in this little passageway, shall we?" he murmured as if her was offering to go on a stroll. The king rose to his feet and motioned for Luka to follow the soldier.

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Luka

Luka gave a slight bow and with a straight face turned towards the soldier. He kept his tongue as he left the study and followed the soldier. His heart pounded, Ysmay needed to get out. He prayed she did. He knew it was to late for him, but he hoped she would live to see another day. He walked down the hall with that lazy grace he carried himself with. They came to the servants quarters and Luka forced himself not to bite his lip nervously. What would they find? His servants coward in a corner keeping their eyes low as Luka and the King entered. Under their breaths they mumbled "Long live the King."