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    So. Riding was a way that she could get closerto him. Good, this was an upside that she hadn't been expecting at all, now she could learn more about him AND enjoy a nice ride at the same time. It was a pleasurable thought that made her smile. Now she was being asked a question about the Duke and she suppressed a sigh. These people were so predictable with thier questions. Probably be asking if she, as Jade, had ever been to the castle before now, which she hadn't. Which was the truth on both ends of the spectrum.


    The put a spoonful of dinner into her mouth to buy her some time to think before swallowing and looking at the Prince. "Oh, he's faring well, although recently he seems to be getting sick. Burning up with fever." She almost chuckled at that. Burning up. He'd died in a fire. she hide her smile at her own private joke with taking a sip of her wine. "But otherthan that fine and dandy." She looked over the table, her eyes falling on the one called Ronald. He looked rather... unhappy.


    She took yet another sip of her wine, it was rather good of both age and taste, and studied him casually. "Are you okay sir? You look as though someone took your beef and replaceditwith tough horse." She smiled, her ocean eyes lit up with humor. She was enjoying this.

    OOC How about a timeskip to the next day?

    OOC Of course ;)


    IC The next morning, Will rose early to do a routine check of the battlements as well as an inspection of the battleschool cadets. Will took a lot of interest in knights-in-training for they were, in all respects, the future of the kingdom. Also, he knew it would be good to be a familiar face among his future men-at-arms for if he ever became king, he would have to lead them someday and would want them to trust him. That was if he even managed to survive long enough to take the throne. He slipped past a horde of the King's loyal guards as he didn't want to get into any interrogations this morning.


    He swept discreetly down to the kitchen to visit Martha and Lucy. There, he sat and chatted with the two while Martha, a renowned cook and feared overseer, ordered the kitchen hands around and rushed them through their chores in order to prepare breakfast. Since there was company in the form of the Lady Jade, Will knew that he would have to eat formally in the dining room instead of taking his meal in the kitchen. He stuck around as long as he could, talking to Lucy and teaching her some new words from a large leather-bound note book he'd recorded his vocabulary in since he was younger. Then Martha ushered him out and he was forced to take his place at the dining room table to await the arrival of the food.


    Charles, the servant in charge of serving Will pulled back the prince's chair and nodded as Will sat down. "Morning, Charles." He said with a grin. "Have a good night's sleep?" Charles chuckled.
    "His Royal Highness was screaming at the servants all night." He admitted. "No one got any sleep." Will winced at the thought.
    "He should calm down within the next few days." Will assured him. "That's usually the case." Charles stepped back to his place by the wall as the advisers and councilmen began to trickle in. Ronald was one of the first inside. He sat stiffly across from Will, nodding at him coolly while Will smiled back insouciantly, wondering what patronizing comment Ronald would have for him this morning.
    "Your hair is sticking up, William." Was all he said. Will left the hair sticking up quite happily and replied,
    "It's just Will actually. My mum hated the name William. So she settled for just Will."
    "Of course." Ronald said with his nose scrunched up as if he had a fish tied under it.

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    Yay!!!

    Hi Rain and Missy, we need some help here, we have this amazing plot going, but we can't get it off the ground and we know that you guys can help. If you want please join in, either make a form or jump right on in <3

    Someone within the castle walls. A servant, a cook, a Nobel, up to you. No princesses or princes though and no one who knows about the plot to kill the king and prince >:3

    Just the next day, breathe missy, we'll get this started xD I'd suggest to read what we already wrote, but some of those posts are pretty long xD read the plot on the first page at the very least