Medieval Rp (Closed)

Bishop got to his house and tucked the book into his bookshelf. "I more day of freedom," he mumbled before leaving his house. He walked through the village, looking for something to do.

Selene heaves buckets towards the castles, clearly struggling as she lugged the large load she carried. Her blonde hair was tied behind her head and her outfit, which clearly showed she was a servant, was a black skirt with a white top. Her face was dirt streaked and her eyes not very bright.

Once he saw the messenger leave, Viserys turned his attention to his father. "We have the smallest number of guards in comparison to the surrounding kingdoms. If they attack, which is inevitable, what will we do then?" He snapped, his collective self gone.

Christopher walks up to his son, a calm expression on his face. "Viserys, son, do not fret about that. As king, I will make sure that we have the correct number of troops. Besides, we are allies with some of the other kingdoms," he says, nodding.

Selene feels her foot catch on something, her eyes widening as the buckets she was carrying spill and she starts falling to the ground and to the dirt.

Bishop say Selene. He used his wind magic to hold her up and his water magic to hold the water in the buckets.

Selene feels herself holding still and dares opening one blue eye. Her breath catches in her throat s she stands up straight and bows deeply. "I truly am sorry for causing this trouble!" She exclaims, tears threatening to spill from her eyes.

"Hey it's alright. I would to want to see anyone get hurt." Bishop said with a smile. "Need help with those?" He asked as he pointed to the buckets.

Selene shakes her head wildly. "No!" She exclaims with fear, before clearing her throat. "No... I couldn't ask you for anything more after you helped me so much already," she says, looking at her feet with an ashamed look.

"Hey it's ok, I dont mind helping." Bishop said. "Infact I'm being forced to help the prince... Guess that's not really going to be fun though."

Selene doesn't lifts her gaze, but picks up the buckets. "Do not worry about it... I have them now," she says in a hushed voice, and starts walking slowly towards the castle gates. How she became a servant was when her family had forgotten to pay their taxes and were going to go to jail. She had stepped up and offered to services for the rest of her days to avoid that.

Bishop watched her with sad eyes. "Hey since we're both gonna be working in the castle we may see each other again." He shouted after her.

Selene looks over her shoulder, stopping. "You wouldn't want to be seen with me," she says in a quiet, timid voice, and starts walking again.

Viserys looked away for a moment, his fists clenched. "Trust no one..." He muttered quietly.

The king shakes his head. "When you become king, you may make these decisions. For now, know your place like I told your sister," he says, walking away.

Bishop raced after her, "why not? I don't see anything wrong with you."

"Thats not the point...." Selene says in the same quiet voice. She looks around fearfully, making sure no one was watching.

"Whats wrong? Did they do something to you?" Bishop asked and he continued to follow her.

Selene starts to panic, looking at him over her shoulder quickly. "I-i'm not allowed to speak of it," she says, her eyes growing wide.