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[GrayStar51]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ daphne ; royal princess of the valiants

location; noble's wing
with; edward
mood; delighted
action; greeting her father

xxxxxxxxxxDaphne turned her head to see, surprisingly, her father. King Edward, though she rarely called her beloved king anything else than Father or Edward. She was his little princess, and she knew it. She loved her father, much more than she felt for the rest of her family. She offered him her best smile. "Father, what a pleasant surprise. Good morning." She greeted him, rushing over to his side in a few graceful strides. She pressed her nose into his deep, black chest fur in an affectionate nuzzle. She felt his warmth against her cold nose, breathing in his musky scent of ash from his chamber's fireplace. He always was sitting next to the fire in his bedchamber, and his fur always smelled of whatever wood was burning.

[chatteblanche.]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ king edward ; king of the valiants

location; inside valiant castle
with; princess daphne
mood; happy
action; speaking

xxxxxxxxxxA warmhearted smile, one that he only showed towards his family, was shown upon his face as his little princess came up to him. "Has young Issac opened up yet? If not, would you like to join me for a walk through the Grand Garden? I'd like to speak with my heir." His heir, oh, how he loved Daphne, at least more than Wesley, even though he tried his best not to show it. Daphne is his eldest offspring and the heir to the Valiants, plus, she possessed qualities that he admired. She wasn't soft like his son, who Edward is rather harsh to sometimes. (Sorry for the short post!)

[pouty]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ sir wesley ; prince

location; valiant castle
with; -
mood; calm
action; walking

xxxxxxxxxx After a while of looking at the passing clouds that send down the white snow, the young wolf rose to his paws and shook out his coat from the snowflakes that might have clung to his pelt. Just like every morning, he'd visit his parents and talk about any of the upcoming events that he would need to take part in and now - Wesley guessed - was the right time. Often those conversations would involve his mother as his father would often disappear to speak to Wesley's sister and heir to the throne; Princess Daphne. Of course, Wesley did love both them; his twin and his father. But he preferred to avoid them and meet up when necessary. That way he could avoid any of the cold remarks that his father would make.
Clearing his mind of the thoughts, the grey wolf began to pad over to the castle in hopes of seeing his mother. He knew that both of his parents were eager to hear about any of the updates about his and his to-be-mate relationship, just the way they were eager to hear about Daphne's and the brute that she'll become mates with. But Wesley hoped that somehow his mother would not question the relationship between him and his future mate, as he hasn't seen Guineva in a while and their relationship didn't have time to progress.
A small sigh escaped his muzzle before he stepped in front of his mother's and father's room. Mother ? He called before waiting for an answer that would allow him to enter.






xxxxxxxxxx⚜ madeline ; lady's maid

location; valiant castle
with; -
mood; calm, thoughtful
action; walking

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[cygnenoire.]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ elizabethene sybil ; queen of the valiants

location; valiant castle
with; prince wesley
mood; content
action; greeting wesley

xxxxxxxxxxQueen Elizabethene's dark cocoa-colored orbs opened a few minutes before her son came to her chamber's entrance. She got down from their bed and looked out of the window, seeing light, fluffy, white snow falling as gentle as a feather. Her attention turned to the door as she heard Wesley's voice. "Come in, darling." Elizabethene said in her usual elegant, soft voice. Unlike Edward, she was exceedingly kind to her youngest and did her best to defend Wesley when ever she could. She walked over to the entrance to greet her little brute. "Good morning, I hope you slept well."

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ gatsby nydior ; king's valet

location; valiant castle; subject's hall
with; sashta
mood; delighted
action; speaking

xxxxxxxxxxThe ashy, steel-colored grey brute quickly shook his head, his tail down to show respect for the higher ranking wolf. "Um, no, Madame Sashta, the king doesn't need me right now. Is there anything I can help to enlighten your mood?" Gatsby asked her fondly, his amber-orange eyes not making contact with hers, but still looking at her face at the same time. His tone always had respect in it, trouble was the last thing that Gatsby wanted to get into, especially not with one of the Wealthy wolves.

[pouty]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ sir wesley ; prince

location; valiant castle -- parents' chamber
with; mother -- queen elizabethene
mood; calm
action; talking

xxxxxxxxxx His paws carried the wolf into the room as soon as his mother's voice answered. An automatic smile spread across his lips as soon as his mother's brown eyes met his. Comfort always washed over him when he seen Elizabethene, his mother. Just like every pup, Wesley adored his mother and cherished her above all else. Good morning. He said, voice the same soft and somewhat bright tone that it usually was. I slept well, thank you. What about you and father, are you two okay ? Concern was quite clear in his voice, whilst the brute attempted at banishing his earlier thoughts. While sitting down, the wolf's attention and eyes remained on his mother, quite eager to hear her answer just to make sure that everything was okay.

[GrayStar51]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ daphne ; royal princess of the valiants

location; castle
with; edward
mood; excited, impatient
action; walking to the garden

xxxxxxxxxxDaphne smiled brightly to her adoring father. She skipped out from in front of him and forward to the garden. It had been a few days since she had been out in the garden, and it had recently frosted over. She wanted to feel the cold beauty of her favorite winter wonderland. She looked impatiently to her father, as if wanting him to move faster. Father, let's go. I want to see the garden. Plus, I'm hungry. Can we go hunting together after, just the two of us? You haven't practiced with me in a while." She asked. Edward had started her hunting training in the summer, and she had practiced on leaves, to birds, to rabbits, and even a few large hares. But she was itching to help her father bring down something bigger, harder.

[jormungandr]

( I hope you don't mind, but if might post when Helena does, just to keep my posts together, but please, tell me if you wish me to post now)

[cygnenoire.]

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xxxxxxxxxx⚜ elizabethene sybil ; queen of the valiants

location; valiant castle
with; prince wesley
mood; content
action; greeting wesley

xxxxxxxxxxQueen Elizabethene was glad to hear that her son slept well, but a small frown came upon her face. She did not like to speak of her problems with her dear husband, not even to those that she loved the most. Elizabethene did not want Wesley to know of her love for his father's dead brother, Benjamin, and their undying love for each other; she kept it all a secret for the others' sake. "Everything is alright, Wesley. I'm planning to visit your uncle's grave this morning, would you like to join me, my dear son?" Elizabethene said, turning her small frown back into a winsome, elegant smile that she usually had.

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ gatsby nydior ; king's valet

location; valiant castle; subject's hall
with; sashta
mood; delighted
action; speaking

xxxxxxxxxxThe ashy, steel-colored grey brute quickly shook his head, his tail down to show respect for the higher ranking wolf. "Um, no, Madame Sashta, the king doesn't need me right now. Is there anything I can help to enlighten your mood?" Gatsby asked her fondly, his amber-orange eyes not making contact with hers, but still looking at her face at the same time. His tone always had respect in it, trouble was the last thing that Gatsby wanted to get into, especially not with one of the Wealthy wolves.

[pouty]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ sir wesley ; prince

location; valiant castle -- parents' chamber
with; mother -- queen elizabethene
mood; worried | thoughtful
action; speaking

xxxxxxxxxx The prince's smile faded a little when his mother's brows pulled into a small frown. Although Wesley would always try to fix that frown whenever he'd happen to create it, this time he didn't have a clear picture of which words might've caused his mother pain and/or confusion. Although worried and eager to fix whatever might have upset his dear mother, Wesley held back the question that was bubbling inside of him. Although he wasn't the heir to the throne and didn't like the royal blood that flowed through him, Wesley was taught manners and the ways of royals; curiosity was not one of them. Even if Wesley has good intentions, it was often better to wait everything out and listen to the one frowning when he or she decides to open up.
When his mother spoke again, Wesley was quickly lost in a train of thought as soon as his mother finished her sentence. Sir Benjamin, his fathers brother. Benjamin, his uncle. Faintly, Wesley could remember his uncle, but his emotions whilst spending time with him were stronger. Benjamin always had a habit of making Wesley laugh and didn't dismiss him most of the time, unlike his brother. The grey male could not remember any negative emotions or feelings that he might have had towards his uncle.
Sighing a little, Wesley glanced up at his mother. I'd love to. Wesley's head dropped, the way lower ranking wolves would often do, but this head gesture had more meaning behind it. It showed that he respected and loved his uncle, it showed that he was proud of his mother for befriending such a wolf, it showed everything that Wesley could not voice.

[chatteblanche.]

xxxxxxxxxx⚜ king edward ; king of the valiants

location; inside valiant castle
with; princess daphne
mood; happy
action; speaking

xxxxxxxxxxThe large brute gave his young daughter a small chuckle, happy to see how pup-like she was. She was impatient, just like him. "Of course, my love." The king told his heir. He began walking away from the nobles' wing and towards the outside doors to the garden. He stopped for a moment, waiting for Daphne to catch up. As he excited the noble wing, he can hear a voice that belongs to his queen and his son. Although he wondered what it was about, the brute didn't budge and waited for Daphne instead.