Kingdom Come || Roleplay || Semi - Advanced

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    OOC: I have no idea, we are still at the beginning so feel free to just jump in!


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    Peter blinked at the girl, waiting for her to greet him as she should to a royal. Eyes flickering over her body he nodded, "It's no problem, I was the one to disturb you." Peter rested his eyes on hers, realizing how beautiful they are. "Obviously you know my sister, and my name, but a lady such as you should not keep her name from me." He lowered his voice gently taking a step back to keep space between them, remembering how rude he can be when he's drunk.


    Xavier frowned, slightly taken aback by this Lady's boldness. "What is it you seek to learn of me, fair Lady?" He slightly added a smile, thinking to himself, Behave, X, behave and be nice to this girl. He flicked his head so his hair would move out of his eyes. He gazed at her in the eyes as she waited for her to answer. The Prince continued walking with her through the gardens.


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    "Ophellia, it is no problem, do not worry yourself sick. Our Queen is good." she repeated, almost as if it was practiced to say. Everyone at court knew that the Queen was nice, but it seemed to be said so much, it was almost a second nature. "Stop fidiling with your braid, you'll ruin your hard work. Shall we go explore more of the castle? Maybe we will run into a palace guard" She blushed at the last part, she had a slight crush on him.


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    Veronica moved her way through the halls of the palace. The dark haired girl was working on her normal, everyday chores by cleaning up some of the rooms that were scattered over the palace. She very disliked being a maid, but she really had no other option unless she were to marry someone which was very unlikely to happen as far as she was concerned.




    Heaving a light sigh, the feisty female continued to make her way around. She had always been here so she was very familiar with the palace as well as the royal family.
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    Atticus leaned himself up against the nearest sturdy item to him. The palace guard was simply spending his time making sure nothing were to endanger the royal family like he always did. He had been here for years now, so this was nothing new to him.




    The dark haired boy shifted slightly as he looked around himself in thought. Nothing interesting was really happening at the moment.
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    Seraphina


    "Oh, i'm sorry my lord" She said in a apologetic tone. Seraphina took a big breathe and smiled at him "My name is Seraphina Flyleaf De La mar, at your service" she stated while curtsying. Her shoulders began to relax a bit "Are you having a fun time at the party, My lord Peter?" asking in a soft tone.


    Tristan


    Soon, Tristan arrived next to Atticus and stiffly coughed to get his attention. "Anything to report?" He commanded in a soft, but strong tone. Tristan looked down at the other palace guard and waited for an answer. He knew Atticus is doing a good job, but he can never be to careful

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    Veronica pressed her lips together as she looked around herself. Her long dark hair tumbled down to just below her shoulder blades and her soft blue gaze flickered about her familiar surroundings. She wore whatever they provided for her or whatever she had time to make for herself. For being a maid, she often looked well put together.
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    Atticus's gaze snapped to the older male, "Nope. It's been a clear and easy day today so far." he responded to Tristan calmly as he examined the lighter haired male for a moment before refocusing his attention to his surroundings.
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    Ophelia


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    "The Queen is good," Ophelia nodded, forcing her fidgety hands to move away from the braid. "Explore the castle?" She said, noting the Princess's suggestion. "Yes, M'lady. We should." Noticing how tense she was from her rendezvous with the queen, Ophelia made an effort to relax. Still keeping her polite posture, she allowed he shoulders to droop slightly, making her look more comfortable.


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    Callee looked around to see everyone had branched off in there own covosations so she decided to ditch the ball and go for a walk around that large castle which was one of her joys that lately she had gotten to do very sparingly since everyone was pushing her to marry a man of wealth and title. She hated being treated as a walking wife just looking for the best offer for her hand in marriage. Callee's father had always be adamant about marrying her off to a rich nobel or any other man of title and all callee wanted to do was make her family happy and to move her families name up the social class. She walked down a large open hallway with just her thoughts and the sounds of the castle. While deep in thought she didn't notice the guard and bumped into him(Atticus) ,"Oh." She looked up and cast her gaze, "I'm so sorry Sir." She bowed her head slightly and relayed an apologetic gaze on him

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    Kim was standing at the gates to the palace, nervously twisting his apron in his fingers. He had never been to the palace and looked up at the towers. He was debating weather to walking, or just quietly go back to his forge.


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    Atticus's attention as drawn to the female who had bumped into him. He didn't look all that started and calmly responded to the girl, "No need to apologize, miss. It was just an accident." he replied as he studied her for a moment longer. He had been taken back by the bow though, especially since she seemed to be of a higher class. He wasn't really all that good at names so he really didn't know who she was.
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    Esme shrugged, blinking her eyes innocently. "I want to see what we have in common, so maybe we can chat a little about topics we both like. You know; conversation," she responded, arching an eyebrow teasingly. She hoped that she wasn't coming on too strong to Xavier; it was natural for her. Esme was used to being quiet all the time, keeping her mouth shut but now, now that she was out of earshot of guards and other fancy people, she could be as un-fancy as she wanted. Not as "serial killer" un-fancy, but "being herself" un-fancy.
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    [size=6pt]★ trek

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    Peter had a sloppy grin on his face, "I'm enjoying in quite well, your face seems to brighten up the world." He flirted easily with his well practiced lines. Everyone knew Peter had a way with girls, and he wasn't afraid of his reputation. The Prince was also known for his never ending gifts to previous girls he had his way with. "Are you enjoying it, m'lady?"


    Xavier nodded to the Lady, "There's not much to say about me. I'm sure you know more about myself then I do, we are at court and we all know people talk." His words were soft, almost shy. He was not used to being in this long of a conversation, but he was intrigued by Lady Esme's boldness. "Why don't you tell me more about yourself, as I"m sure you're much more interesting than I."


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    The Princess walked along the halls, or rather, ran. He dress flowed behind her as she smiled, she missed running. "Common Ophellia!" she kept running until she turned the corner and nearly ran into a group of 2 soldiers and a girl. Straightening up her back to look proper, she felt a blush creep along her face.


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    Ophelia


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    The lady- in -waiting struggled to keep up with her Princess, her long, grey dress limiting her movement. When they arrived at the small group, she turned to the princess. "M'lady, your face is red. Are you well?" She whispered. "Or do you have an interest in one of these guards?" Ophelia added, the thought suddenly occurring to her.

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    Seraphina


    Seraphina tucked a hair behind her ear's and blushed. Remember what M'lady said about her brother...She tried to remind herself. "It's quite enjoyable i must admit, M'lady is very excitable for it" She spoke softly. Seraphina shifted her eyes and smiled brightly "but it can be a little too noisy for my liking"


    Tristan


    Tristan turned around to look at the princess and her lady and dipped his head. His stern face softened just a little as he looked around the girls. "Im sorry to ask this, but how is my sister Seraphina doing M'lady?"

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    Kim walked in and was immediately stunned by everything. He stumbled from the noise and all the people, and just made his way to the wall, just stood there. Kim looked around, not knowing what to do.


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    I WILL BE ON VACATION IN A FEW DAYS AND WILL RESPOND EVERY CHANCE I GET


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    The Prince grinned his ever famous grin, "Too loud? Why, it's a party it's supposed to be loud. How often is it that we have the entire village come to the palace for a grand celebration? It's the befginginf of the year, and so far you're making my year. Come in, dance with me and enjoy the party like you never have before." Peter gently took her hand and raised it to his lips. He was taken with her and he wasn't quite sure why. His blue eyes held hers as he kissed her fingers gently. He dropped her hand and held out his arm for her to take.


    Xavier smiled, his eyes slightly light you. "You seem to have a good heart, m'lady." He shifted on his feet, "There isn't much to say about me. Everyone knows I'm the shy one, I like to read, I'm not like my brother 8' not the brave one. I enjoy the bow, to stay in he back out of the way but still able to help other side. I love to ride, though I don't go on many hints with my father or Peter."


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    Princess Farren ignore Ophellia's comment, she embarrassed herself easily enough. Looking at the palace guard, "She is fine, I believe she outside. You two gentlemen seem so bored, come we should all go do something." Her grin was wicked and full of mystery.


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    Veronica pushed her hair out of her face as she came to a stop. The blue eyed girl let a soft sigh of boredom escape from her lips as she leaned up against the door frame to one of the palace rooms. She had woken up early today as she always did and cleaning things as well as helping the royals wasn't he cup of tea exactly.
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    Atticus looked away from the lady-in-waiting that had bumped into him and towards the princess. She was the last person he expected to see, "Are you sure, your royal highness?" he inquired gently. He was afraid to leave the palace unattended. He figured Tristan probably had similar feelings to his.




    He quickly glanced over at the older male of the same rank. He was curious as to what he thought of the idea or how he would respond.
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    Seraphina


    Seraphina hesitated for a moment but decided to take his arm gently. "I would love to dance with you M'lord" She spoke, her eyes met his and she had this weird feeling in her chest and his touch made her heart race. He probably does this with every lady. She kept reminding herself.


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    Tristan put a hand on Atticus's shoulder and one hand on his chest and did a slight bow to the princess. "Im sorry my princess, but we must remain at our post." Have looked at her with bright blue eyes in a sympathetic way, but his face remained hard. "We must protect you and all your guests in the palace, it is our duty"

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    Peter smiled, "Well then, I'll show you a good time." He slightly winked, half joking, half not. He could just order her to do things, but that would be no use to him if he wanted to win her affection or anything else for that matter. As drunk as he was, he tried to keep his morals in check. The Prince led her to the dance floor and gently took her hand, starting to guide her through the dance, taking the lead.


    Prince Xavier dipped his head with a slight blush, "No worries, I don't say much. It's nice to be in a conversation that I don't have to say much. Do go on, I'm curious to learn more about you m'lady. I'm sure my sister will swoop in here and steal you away. She has a habit of taking all the ladies to dance. Hardly leaves time to court." He smiled at her. He slightly took a step back realizing he just made it sound like he was courting her, which maybe he was, but who knows?


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    The Princess pouted, "Come on now, that's no fun and I'm sure standing around is no fun either!" She looked at the two before saying, "This is a party, you should be having fun, not just doing your duties. Anyway, you'd be protecting me." Farren tried to convince them, she didn't like seeing people bored and figured they might as well all have fun together.


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