the guardian (private for JacksonWhittmore and I)

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    Welcome! This rp takes place a few hundred years ago in the Kingdom of Alaria. Alec James Stone is 22 years old and he is already very high up in the Kingsguard. Alec is basically a step down from the Captain of the guard, which is surprising for someone of his age. He's worked hard for a long time to get where he is. He's also sort of mysterious and nobody knows about his past. Anyway, your character is the Princess, and she isn't exactly...the most behaving Princess. She tends to go out into the town a lot without getting permission or protection, she sneaks out at night, and is not afraid to get into fights with others. She basically does anything that could cause trouble. She's adventurous and sometimes reckless. Her father, the King, knows this so he orders Alec to basically be her babysitter. Neither the princess nor Alec are happy about this. In fact, they pretty much despise each other and they fight a lot. He desperately tries to keep her in line while she does anything she wants with her freewill and tends to be a royal pain in his —


    However, eventually Alec ends up learning a huge secret about the princess after she sneaks out one night (and it's totally up to you what the secret is. Maybe she's an assassin, a robin hood type figure, has powers, or anything you prefer, but this happens later). Alec realizes there's more to the princess than he thought and the two build a friendship, which slowly turns into a romance. But Alec is just a Kingsguard, and she's a Princess. The world is against them being together. Especially when the king later arranges a marriage with a Prince, and then an attack on the kingdom occurs...How will the two save their romance?


    Just post a picture and a little about your character so we can get started. As the rp progresses we may have to introduce other characters as well (I will post a picture of mine if needed). Please write a few sentences per post and please be active. If you will be unable to rp for a while please let me know. If you have ideas, let me know! I don't mind cursing if it adds to the story. I look forward to a serious rp that will be fun for both of us. So without further ado, let's get started...


    The Guardian

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    The Princess


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    Princess Blair Avalon

    19 years old

    Long Blonde hair

    Blue eyes

    about 5'6

    Sweet but mischievous


    Blair has the blue eyes of her father, and the soft lips of her mother. Her hair on the other hand, well - both the king and queen are brunettes, so it was a bit of a surprise when Blair came into the world with a full head of blonde hair. Being the only child of the king and queen, she is often kept under a watchful eye, however this only encourages her rebellion. She somehow always finds a way to escape the castle, secret passage ways, jumping out windows, climbing down trees, disguising herself you name it. Sometimes... it seems almost impossible how she could possibly escape.

    Much to her fathers dismay, it seems nobody has been able to tame the princess. She yearns for adventure, for what's beyond the palace gates, and even though she loves her father, she can't do what he asks. She can't sit quietly and look pretty while the men do the big jobs. She has high expectations for herself, and wants to do something more with her life, and her power than just be a princess. When she escapes the castle she is often found in orphanages or poor houses, anywhere she can help. Her greatest treasure is her snowy white stallion, Apollo, who has helped her escape many a time. Even though Blair's whole life seems to be out in the public eye, she's hiding something. Something she's afraid will get her in trouble, something nobody know's about, not even her parents. A gift? A curse? Call it what you will, that is - if you ever find out about it.

    ooc: we can start from when she sneaks out one night and Alec is on guard duty?


    ic: I hated the winter. It's too freaking cold outside. I'd rather be inside the walls of the warm castle with the other guards than outside freezing my toes off. But there's no point in complaining. I had to follow Captain Andre's orders and make my rounds outside the castle's perimeter, while also checking on the other guards that were posted outside. Another one of the many responsibilities of being second-in-command of the Kingsguard. Captain Andre said it was part of the new security measures, and that's all he would say about it. I wondered why the Captain would bother with such protective measures when the Kingsguard and the castle's walls were basically impenetrable. Who were we trying so hard to keep out?


    After checking on the few guards posted outside the east entrance, I started making my way towards the back of the castle. I shivered a little beneath my black lightweight armor. Except it wasn't really armor. It provided mobility but not much protection or warmth. Thankfully, I had my black fur-cloak with me, unlike Simon who forgot his. After we had a laugh I allowed him to go back inside to fetch it. I told myself my constant movement would keep me warm, and I continued walking. In that moment, I wanted nothing more than a nice, warm cup of tea or maybe a hot bath. But I knew that my shift wouldn't be over for another few hours. I let out a long breath before glancing up at the pale full moon, trying to get my mind off of my present state of boredom.

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    There had been rumors about me since I was a child. The only daughter of the King and Queen, the heir to the throne, I had always been kept under lock and key. Only supposed to be seen at formal events and gatherings. I was to be seen and not heard, and to quote my father 'a princess must know her place'. Obviously, my place was not in the castle, as I generally did everything I could to escape my own little prison. While I loved my mother and father, and they loved me dearly, we had quite a few disagreements... most of them revolving around my many trips past the castle walls.

    I knew why there were so many rumors about me, whenever people were around me they felt cold. To some, it may have been considered a gift, to others - a curse. To me, it was a merely a part of who I was. I had never actually told my parents, but I was pretty sure that deep down they knew, I was different. It wasn't just a cold feeling, obviously there was more to it, but I'll get into that later.

    After my latest escape in which I was practically dragged back to the castle after fleeing on my white stallion, Apollo, and making my way to the village orphanage to spend time with the children, my father had increased my 'security measures'. I was to sleep in the highest tower of the castle (how cliche) with two guards posted outside my door. Fortunately for me, there was a window...

    After I heard the two guards outside start talking to each other I knew it was time for me to make my move, I quickly grabbed my light blue, velvet, hooded cape and wrapped it around myself, lifting the hood over my head. There were vines growing all down the castle, and I easily climbed down one to reach the ground. Good thing I wasn't afraid of heights. Once I was on the ground, I looked both ways to check that there were no guards stationed near by and let out a faint whistle. It wasn't long before Apollo came trotting over "Hello my handsome boy" I stroked his head gently, before jumping onto his back. I had something very important hidden under my cloak, a delivery to make. Silently, we trotted towards the castle walls, keeping an eye out for any guards.

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    After I left the guards posted at the posterior entrance, I continued to make my rounds. James brought fresh warm bread and he let me have some. My eyes drifted to the tallest tower. That was the princess's room. Her father recently put her there in hopes she wouldn't be able to escape and go off on one of her ventures. Thankfully, we haven't had an incident yet.


    I turned around the corner of the castle wall when I saw something. In the distance, I could make out a light blue hooded rider and a white stallion galloping towards the edge of the perimeter. Please no, I begged internally. It was the princess of course, obviously causing trouble. Fantastic. She somehow made it out of her tower and found her horse, which should've been locked in the stable. I'll talk to them too right after I chew out the guards that were posted outside her door. Must I do everything myself? I knew I had to go after her. "Princess!" I called after her. I'd be mad if I thought I would catch up to her on foot. I immediately b-lined it for the stables. She had a few kilometers until she could make it outside the castle walls, but I didn't have time to waste. When I finally reached the stables, I alerted the other guards there of the princess's attempt to leave. Some griped as they starting grabbing saddles and to tack up their horses. I, however, grabbed the first horse and bridle I could find and went after her.

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    My heart dropped as I heard someone yell. 'princess' I rolled my eyes at the name, I wasn't just a princess, I had a name. Frantically, I tapped Apollo with my boot and he sped up, I turned back to see which one of the many guards had so courageously blown my cover. Alec, of course. "Come on boy" I whispered to Apollo as the stallion raced towards the wall. This wind rushed through my hair and caused my hood to fall down. Now that my anxiety was rising, fear gripping at me that I would be dragged back to my father, I felt the cold. It spread from my finger tips, almost as if it were frosting the grass and the air around me. It was summer, it shouldn't have been this cold.

    I had to get to the orphanage, she needed it. The small bottle, worth its weight in gold and then some, the royal families private reserve. It could help her, she was sick. My father disapproved of me sneaking out to help sick children, always afraid that I myself would get sick, or that someone would kidnap me for ransom. I, on the other hand was not afraid of such things. As fast as my horse was, there was no competing with the second in command. I slowed Apollo to a halt, rolling my eyes as I turned to face the boy that had followed me out to the wall. I had been so close. My blue eyes gazed at him coldly, blonde hair flowing in the breeze that should've been warm but felt cold. "Alec... fancy seeing you here" I bowed my head rather sarcastically.

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    I was gaining on her, she was just at the foot of the wall when...she stopped? It wasn't like her to give up like that. I guess because she wouldn't have made it far with me chasing after her. After a moment, I slowed my horse to a halt besides hers. A shiver when down my spine. It wasn't because she was scary, inexplicably I just felt cold. I ignored the feeling and didn't bother hiding my agitation with her. "I wouldn't be here if you would've stayed inside your room. Nice try, but you have to come back with me right now," I ordered. I knew the other guards would be right behind me if she decided to disobey. We had to get her back soon. Her father would be in an uproar if he knew she got out again.

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    "... and what if I don't?" I tilted my head mischievously. Truthfully, I figured he would just gather up more guards, but some part of me though that by the time he gathered more guards I could bolt. My breath crystalized in the cold air, and I ran a finger through my long blonde hair, the cold not really phasing me. "I promise I won't tell anybody you let me go" I started "... you could come with me and guard me or whatever, please ... I have to do this." I looked to the wall anxiously before turning back to Alec, my icy blue eyes pleading.

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    I clenched my jaw, growing tired of her mischievous attitude. Why did she want to leave so badly? Everything she could ever need is right here. I gazed into her pleading eyes but I couldn't let her go. That would go against everything I stand for as second-in-command of the Kingsguard. Not to mention Captain Andre and the King would have my head. "You and I both know I can't do that," I said, my breath creating a fog in the brisk air. She said I could go with her but that's not allowed either. Everyone has strict orders to keep the princess here inside the walls at all times, preferably in her room.


    The sounds of approaching hoofbeats grew louder behind us. The other guards had arrived and seemed relieved that the princess hadn't made it outside the walls. That would make for a very long night of searching for her and trying to explain to her father how she escaped. "Well done, Alec," one guard congratulated. "Let's go back, it's cold," another one said. I ignored them and turned my attention back to the princess. Hopefully she would come willingly.



    ooc: so I had an idea. What if she goes back with them tonight and tries to escape again tomorrow (to deliver the bottle of medicine of course). Except that time, she actually succeeds? She goes to the orphanage and the guards are left scrambling around to look for her. Alec would go to town to find her and so on.. What do you think?

    ooc: Yes, sounds good!


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    I sighed as I saw more guards approach from behind Alec, theoretically I could still make a run for it, but what would be the point? At this point, I'd be lucky to avoid my fathers wrath, however I doubted the guards would tell him since that would only mean trouble for them as well. I wondered why none of the questioned it, why it was near freezing in the middle of august. Why the day I was born it had snowed in September. Perhaps it was that they chose to believe the simple notion that ignorance was bliss.


    My fear blossomed into anger for a moment, as I wondered whether or not that poor girl would be able to survive the night. But, gradually, my anger faded to annoyance. I couldn't tell them why I had been trying to escape, they'd have a dozen guards posted by the orphanage tomorrow, and I couldn't risk that. Silently, I glared at Alec as I pushed passed him on my horse. I was grateful for Apollo's company, at least he understood me. I didn't say a word to any of the guards, but the annoyance was clear in my eyes.


    My blonde hair got caught up in the wind as I kicked into a canter back towards the stable, once I reached it I hopped down and led Apollo to his stall, giving him an apple before closing the door. Now on my own feet I turned back to face Alec, there was anger, pain, sadness and absolute defiance in my eyes. "I'm not a child" I snapped at him before shoving past him in a very unprincess like manner.

    I followed closely behind her back to the stables, just in case she would try to escape. It was doubtful but I wasn't taking the chance. It was clear she was annoyed and angry, but my job wasn't to make sure she was happy. The King, if he ever finds out about this surely was not going to be happy. I had to tell Andre though, so that we would be ready for next time. She was silent the whole way back to the stables until she pushed past me. Why was escaping such a big deal to her? Did she always have to be so rebellious and defiant? When she could no longer hear me I quietly muttered, "Then stop acting like one."


    ooc: we can skip to the next night if you want?

    OOC: Sure, I'll timeskip to the next night


    IC:


    Last night had been a total and completely embarrassing failure. But I was determined tonight. Again, with the bottle tucked into my light blue cape, I climbed down from the tower in which I was being held prisoner. I rolled my eyes, I hated being treated like such a... such a... princess. I figured it would be a lot less conspicuous if I left Apollo out of the equation tonight. The guards, seeing my stallion was safe in the stable, would never think that I was attempting another escape so shortly after my last attempt.

    The air was cold, but only around me. I kept hidden in the shadows as I made my way to the wall. Finally reaching the boundary, glancing back one time to make sure I wasn't followed, and then leaving the safety of the castle.


    The village was a short walk from the castle, and I was sure no guards were on my tail yet. I approached the orphanage, the village was quiet but I knew the children were in the dimly lit building. As I opened the door, I saw children scattered in beds. The place was much too crowded, and too many of the little ones were sick. Quickly, my eyes scanned the room and found her. Vanessa, a poor village girl who was suffering from tuberculosis. She sat up and coughed, but a weak smile touched her lips when she saw me. "Blair!" she shouted, I pressed my finger to my lips in a 'shush' motion, hoping she didn't wake any of the other children.


    I made my way over to her bed, she was relatively isolated, probably because the other kids didn't want to get sick. "I brought something for you" I smiled, brushing a piece of the small girls hair out of her face "Here" I quickly held the bottle to her lips "Drink this" She did as she was told, swallowing the life saving medicine I had worked so desperately hard to get to her.

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    My footsteps echoed as I made my way down the hallway. It was late and most of the castle was already asleep. Thankfully, I didn't have patrol duty tonight. I wanted nothing more than to fall into bed the long day I've had. I eventually arrived at my quarters and started taking off my cloak and kicking off my boots. I had just started to unbuckle my weapons belt when I heard knocking on my door. What now? "Alec! Open the door!" said an urgent voice. With a groan I stomped over to the door and swung it open. It was my friend and fellow guardsmen, Conrad. "What is it?" I asked impatiently. "It's Princess Blair, we think she escaped," he said. My mouth parted as I stared at him, growing more agitated. "What do you mean, you think she escaped?"


    "We posted extra guards outside her door and around the castle like you said, but she's not in her room. Her maid went to check on her and she wasn't there," he explained. I rolled my eyes and immediately started putting my guardsmen uniform back on. You've got to be kidding me. "What about her horse?" I inquired, slipping on my boots.


    "We've posted extra guards at the stable, and the horse is still there. We have men searching for her on the castle grounds right now," Conrad said handing me my cloak. I paused for a second, "No, she knew we were watching Apollo, she knew to leave her horse behind. She's not on the castle grounds anymore," I realized. Conrad and I started walking quickly down the hall, passing others guardsmen's quarters. "Then where did she go?" he asked keeping up with my pace.


    "The same place she was going last night," I answered. Too bad I didn't know where. "Alert the captain and tell him I'm taking a few guards with me into the village." I wasn't sure but it was a good place to look. Conrad nodded and split off in a different direction. I gathered some guards while on my way to the stables to get our horses. How could this happen...again?? Once we were ready we set out for the village in a hurry. In a few minutes, we were on the streets of the quiet town and began our search in the nearby taverns and inns.


    (I want him to find her in the orphanage. I want Alec to actually see why she needed to leave so badly you know)

    (absolutely! I'll keep her in the orphanage and cue her up for Alec to walk in on a touchy feely moment)


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    I smiled down at the Vanessa, who's incessant coughing finally seemed to stop. I could tell she was tired, she must've been exhausted from fighting the sickness so long, from so many sleepless nights spent coughing. I sat in her bed with her, knowing full well the consequences if I were to get too close. But I didn't care. The small body of the brunette girl curled up into a ball, her head lay in my lap as her eyes slowly started to drift shut. I stroked her hair gently, pulling her blanket up around her shoulders.


    She couldn't have been more than 11 years old. When I was 11 I had been in training, learning latin and arithmetics, astronomy and diplomacy. When I was her age I was receiving marriage proposals from princes of kingdoms far away. Thankful, my father was very protective of me, and still to this day thought I was too young to marry. Perhaps on my twentieth birthday, but I was not about to let myself be married off for political advantage.


    Vanessa looked up at me for a moment, clearly on the edge of falling asleep. "What is it?" I asked gently, as I stroked her warm cheek. "Can you sing?" she asked as she snuggled into my lap. I sighed, with a small smile. I guess I could sing, but not particularly well. I remembered a lullaby my mother used to sing to me and began humming it because I couldn't remember the words. Just as Vanessa had drifted off to sleep I looked up to see the door to the Orphanage swing open.

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    There were rumors that the Princess would come here. It was known that she had a soft spot for children. The other guards were checking the taverns and inns but I came here, just to see if my hypothesis was true. I walked up the front steps and stopped at the old wooden door. I rested my hand on the doorknob but hesitated to open it. It's been years since I've been here, the place that used to be my home...


    I twisted the doorknob and slowly opened the door. The room was dimly lit but I could see the small children sleeping in their makeshift beds. The memories from all those years ago were flooding back. I never thought I would see the inside of this place again. I heard the last few bars of the Princess's humming before she looked up and her eyes landed on me. There was a little sick girl resting on her lap. She looked at peace but her father would be in a frenzy if he saw her now.

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    My eyes adjusted to the light as the door opened and I was able to identify the spectator, Alec, of course. He always had to have his nose in my business. Again, and rather frantically, I repeated the same motion I had before. Pressing my finger to my lips in a 'hush' motion. Slowly, I lifted Vanessa's head from my lap, stood, and place her head gently down on the bed. She had fallen asleep and I would've given anything just to let her rest.


    I knew Alec would not let me stay though, so rather than wake her, I gently slid the bottle of medicine under her pillow with a handwritten note. 'once a day only' it read. I had been teaching all of the children how to read, and hoped that they would be able to combine their limited knowledge to understand the note. I tried to keep my chin up as I approached Alec, walking out of the orphanage silently, and then right past him, before shutting the door behind me. "How did you find me?" I asked gently, I tried to keep my cool although I was annoyed. The air around me grew cold in a matter of seconds, "Alec, you can't tell my father" I reached my hand out towards his taking it in my own, I knew my skin was ice cold, but I needed him to understand. "Please... She's sick." I admitted, hoping there was at least an ounce of sympathy hiding somewhere under his professional guard persona.

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    I was almost frozen...almost. I only guessed that she would be here, I didn't know that she was helping nurse the poor sick children back to health. The Princess carefully got up and moved towards the exit, brushing past me. We couldn't talk in here and thank god, I didn't want to be in here any longer. Not because of the looming sickness in the air but because of the memories. I shook myself out of it and followed her outside. She took my hand in hers and her skin was so cold, almost like ice, but I didn't pull away. I stared into her pleading eyes, with sense of wonder and a little sadness. I understand now why she was so determined to leave. "Princess," I started softly, "Your father already knows." That was part of the protocol. Once Captain Andre found out she was missing, he would have definitely alerted the King.

    "I know he know's I'm missing, but he can't know where I was. Please, you're the only person who knows I was at the orphanage... you can tell him you found me at a tavern or some poor house, just not the orphanage please." My voice cracked a little as tears started to come to my eyes, but I bit back the urge to let the tears roll down my cheek. I would not show any weakness, although the air became gradually colder as something much less controllable than my tears began working it's magic. I could see my breath freezing in the air, and my heart beat quickened as I felt the onset of my fear. I took a step back from Alec, not knowing what to expect from him.

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    I stared at her for a moment, she was clearly upset but she was trying to fight it. "I can't lie to him," I said regretfully. The King was going to find out where she was one way or another. "But I don't understand. What would you father do?" I pressed. The air around us became more chilly. The Princess took a step back, her breath was crystallizing in the air and so was mine. This weather was very strange but more importantly I noticed that she seemed afraid. Was she in trouble? Besides enduring the impending wrath of her father of course. It was just us on the street but I knew the guards wouldn't be far behind. They would catch up with me sooner or later. "Princess Blair, what's wrong?" I asked, taking another step towards her.

    "Don't call me that" I whimpered, once again taking another step back from him as the air grew even colder. What was this feeling? I felt nauseous, terrified, like something really bad was going to happen but I didn't know what. It was a panic attack and the name didn't due it justice, it was attacking me, my heart felt like I had just run a marathon. "Please, I can't go back in that tower" I could feel it surging in my fingers, the cold... the ice. Like any second it might shoot from my fingers, so I clenched them into fists.