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| - | You quickly say your goodbyes to your friends | + | You quickly say your goodbyes to your friends. They all wear suspiciously large outfits and offer their condolences for the man you'll be marrying. You wonder why everyone acts as though your little deception is such a bad thing. One of them surprises you with a set of black combat gloves and armguards, along with shin-protectors and combat boots. Judging by the quality of these items and his general income, you'd say he spent at least a year's salary on these. |
| - | You're torn between telling him he shouldn't have spent this much money for a farewell gift and the urge to jump him. You end up doing both. He chuckles and puts you down. "I would know of no better investment than your happiness milady" he says with an extremely polite tone while mock bowing. | + | You're torn between telling him he shouldn't have spent this much money for a farewell gift and the urge to jump him. You end up doing both. He chuckles and puts you down. "I would know of no better investment than your happiness, milady" he says with an extremely polite tone while mock bowing. |
| - | "I.. | + | "I... thanks" is all you manage to say before he hugs you and tells you to take care of yourself. Such a sweetie-pie, no wonder you couldn't stop teasing him continuously for the past 4 years! You kiss him on the lips, a very rare thing for you to do. You may be playful and tease people alot, but you almost never actually get intimate with them. |
| - | "You take care too sweetie-pie | + | "You take care too, sweetie-pie," you say. Then, you turn around and hurry off before he notices the blush on your cheeks. Leaving him standing there dazed. |
You feel invigorated and ready for anything as you run up to your carriage and meet your escort party. | You feel invigorated and ready for anything as you run up to your carriage and meet your escort party. | ||
| - | There's 20 guards, 30 servants and 10 maids, | + | There's 20 guards, 30 servants and 10 maids. It's the usual, uselessly large entourage. |
| - | You recognize the guards as some of your favorite sparring partners | + | You recognize the guards as some of your favorite sparring partners; your dad must have hand-picked them. You make a mental note to give him a big thanks before leaving. |
You were never that close to the servants, but most of them are cute-looking boys (the type you love to tease). And a few equally cute maids. | You were never that close to the servants, but most of them are cute-looking boys (the type you love to tease). And a few equally cute maids. | ||
| - | You also recognize one of the older maids... Betty. She's been around since you were a 'wee little baby' and has been | + | You also recognize one of the older maids... Betty. She's been around since you were a 'wee little baby' and has been getting on your nerves for about equally long. Your father must have send her along to make sure you behave... probably a wise move, if extremely annoying. |
| - | You greet the captain of the guards as he approaches you | + | You greet the captain of the guards as he approaches you. He's a large, burly middle aged man with a large scar across his face. Most girls are scared of him, but you know how to appreciate the company of a veteran warrior such as him. |
| - | "Ah you've finally arrived lass." | + | "Ah you've finally arrived, lass." |
| - | + | He speaks to you without any of the formality people normally treat a member of the royal family with. Another reason you like him. | |
| - | " | + | "I see you're really in the mood, huh? I pity your poor victim already" he says in a mock-sympathetic voice. |
| - | " | + | "Hmm, aren't you just jealous that he gets such a delicate flower all for himself, Duran?" you say mockingly. He rolls his eyes. |
| - | "So | + | "So, we all set to go? I can't wait to meet the evil guy that bought me," you say this in a happy-voice to lighten the mood. Of course, it's hardly far from the truth. |
| - | "Sure lass, we'll be taking you to | + | "Alright then lass, I'll drag your sold ass there myself," he plays along while snickering. |
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| + | "So since you're escorting me there you should finally be able to tell me who I'm going to be marrying, no?" | ||
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| + | "Sure, lass, we'll be taking you to-" | ||
Revision as of 01:03, 4 February 2012
You quickly say your goodbyes to your friends. They all wear suspiciously large outfits and offer their condolences for the man you'll be marrying. You wonder why everyone acts as though your little deception is such a bad thing. One of them surprises you with a set of black combat gloves and armguards, along with shin-protectors and combat boots. Judging by the quality of these items and his general income, you'd say he spent at least a year's salary on these.
You're torn between telling him he shouldn't have spent this much money for a farewell gift and the urge to jump him. You end up doing both. He chuckles and puts you down. "I would know of no better investment than your happiness, milady" he says with an extremely polite tone while mock bowing.
"I... thanks" is all you manage to say before he hugs you and tells you to take care of yourself. Such a sweetie-pie, no wonder you couldn't stop teasing him continuously for the past 4 years! You kiss him on the lips, a very rare thing for you to do. You may be playful and tease people alot, but you almost never actually get intimate with them.
"You take care too, sweetie-pie," you say. Then, you turn around and hurry off before he notices the blush on your cheeks. Leaving him standing there dazed.
You feel invigorated and ready for anything as you run up to your carriage and meet your escort party.
There's 20 guards, 30 servants and 10 maids. It's the usual, uselessly large entourage.
You recognize the guards as some of your favorite sparring partners; your dad must have hand-picked them. You make a mental note to give him a big thanks before leaving.
You were never that close to the servants, but most of them are cute-looking boys (the type you love to tease). And a few equally cute maids.
You also recognize one of the older maids... Betty. She's been around since you were a 'wee little baby' and has been getting on your nerves for about equally long. Your father must have send her along to make sure you behave... probably a wise move, if extremely annoying.
You greet the captain of the guards as he approaches you. He's a large, burly middle aged man with a large scar across his face. Most girls are scared of him, but you know how to appreciate the company of a veteran warrior such as him.
"Ah you've finally arrived, lass."
He speaks to you without any of the formality people normally treat a member of the royal family with. Another reason you like him.
"I see you're really in the mood, huh? I pity your poor victim already" he says in a mock-sympathetic voice.
"Hmm, aren't you just jealous that he gets such a delicate flower all for himself, Duran?" you say mockingly. He rolls his eyes.
"So, we all set to go? I can't wait to meet the evil guy that bought me," you say this in a happy-voice to lighten the mood. Of course, it's hardly far from the truth.
"Alright then lass, I'll drag your sold ass there myself," he plays along while snickering.
"So since you're escorting me there you should finally be able to tell me who I'm going to be marrying, no?"
"Sure, lass, we'll be taking you to-"
The prince of a neighbouring country as a symbol of our Alliance
The prince of a neighbouring country to enforce a ceasefire
A mighty lord who will provide a great military asset to our army
A mysterious lord to whom your father owes a huge personal debt
| Status | ||
| Health | 100 | Equipment:
Innocent Dress |
| Stamina | 100 | |
| Mood | playfull | Inventory:
{{{Possessions}}} |
| Purse | {{{Gold}}}, {{{Silver}}}, {{{Copper}}} | |
