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Re: ~[μαγικό Βασ	
43;λειο]~
By: Faith Faris Date: April 3, 2014, 2:44 pm
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His mediocre attitude only added to making her blood boil even
more to the point where her even her snakes hissed and noticed.
What on earth had been going through her father's mind when
pairing them together? Practically the whole town knew they
didn't get along well, giving icy glares to one another from
across the room; the townspeople would talk, rumors would fly
around like bees to a nestle tomorrow, or a month from now;
everyone would want in on their lives. However hard the woman
tried to keep herself calm and collected, she couldn't; his
petty tone, his sardonic glare. Not to mention, walking off
rudely, not letting her speak her mind. The woman followed
instantaneously, the sound of her stilettos echoing around the
hallway, eyes piercing into his back, purposely keeping herself
two steps behind, as his face didn't give her much pleasure.
"First of all," she starts, her tone bitter, spiteful, angry
"you will never call, or refer to me as princess again; who do
you think you are?!?" He was courageous, that was for sure, but
knew well enough of the woman's fiery and short temper, it
sometimes bit her in the ass, as of right now, she wasn't
cautious of her words or actions and couldn't care less if they
offended the male; her so called husband to be. "Some husband
you'll make! You better believe I'll try my best to change his
mind, or so help me god . . ." Her temper was getting the
better of her and she stops, breathing heavily, watching his
back. "Argghh." She noisily screeches and exasperatedly lifts
her hands to the sides of her head, before turning back around
and heading for Helena's room, once there, knocking briefly and
letting herself in.
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Re: ~[μαγικό Βασ	
43;λειο]~
By: Eshu Date: April 3, 2014, 4:50 pm
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As expected, the sound of Medea's feet rang out behind him in no
time at all. Arsen didn't stop to hear what she had to say,
however, he just listened to her hissing behind him as he
walked, until she paused after her first complaint. He then
stopped and turned to face the woman. The look on his face was
calm now. Not angry, but not friendly either. "You are a
Princess... What would you have me call you? Honey? Baby?"
Despite his calm tone, his muscles were flexed in frustration,
the tone lightly showing through his tight white shirt. "As for
who I think I am, quite possibly the next King of this land." He
then continued to walk along his path. "Change the Kings mind?
That's rich. Good luck with that." He chuckled slightly. "By the
way, we have a wedding planning meeting tomorrow. I'll see you
then, Princess!" He waved over his head without looking back,
heading out of the castle and off into the night.
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Re: ~[μαγικό Βασ	
43;λειο]~
By: Anthonie Date: April 4, 2014, 5:44 am
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Helena didn't allow her sister to respond before finding her
apparel for the day. Who knew what was to happen once their
father found out about Mia's death. He was the type to hide his
emotions, yet obviously project them in hasty and rash
decisions. Never seemed to give thought about his rulings and no
one dare question him. His rule over the country was supreme and
absolute. Helena was known for wearing black; only choosing to
wear any other colors upon occasion. So, it was to no surprise
that she would dawn yet another black dress, this one more form
fitting than the last. As she turned back to her sister, who has
yet to respond; obviously still stricken with grief and shock,
Helena moved in to comfort her as best she could. That was,
until there was a knock upon the door which soon led o it being
opened. It was her oldest sister. Helena tilted her head,
knowing that she knew as well. The pain was written upon her
face clearing; no matter how hard she tried to hide it. There
was also anger written upon her older sister's beautiful
features. "Medea.." She whispered.
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Re: ~[μαγικό Βασ	
43;λειο]~
By: Faith Faris Date: April 14, 2014, 3:29 pm
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His last words rung in her ear, she couldn't get over the
situation and it had somehow distracted her from her sister's
death and kept her heart busy with other emotions, anger in
particular to take over; this had all changed upon opening
Helen's door, to see her two sisters, grief written on their
faces like the scripts on many treasured letters. It broke her
heart, the sadness takes over her blue eyes once more, and she
would of broken down once more if it wasn't for the comforting
gaze Helen gave her. A sigh, and she is by their side, wrapping
her arms around both girls, sighing against Helen's temple
before placing a gentle kiss to it, letting her lips brush
against the side of Calliah's too. "She chose to go. . ." It was
a whisper, only meant for the three, and she had forgotten
completely about the ordeal her Father and Arsen had put her
through; forgotten about the plans the tall man had mentioned,
wedding plans. In this moment, the two women in her arms were
far more important.
"Hel, did she say anything?" Medea was almost desperate to talk
to Mia, to bring forth to her fathers attention why the young
girl had taken her own life, why she thought there was no longer
a place for her in the world; that he was the soul reason she
felt trapped and she had to get out. The old king was slowly
killing all his girls, though it was unintentional and this
wedding ahead wasn't helping in fixing his trail of bad
decisions. The air was thick, and she could feel her grip on her
sisters loosen a little, looking over to the skinniest, her high
cheekbones only reminding her of their mother, this bringing a
slight smile to her lips. "Oh how you remind of her. . . " Her
hand slips over her face, thumb tracing over the bone, under her
eyes.
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Re: ~[μαγικό Βασ	
43;λειο]~
By: Eshu Date: April 15, 2014, 2:06 pm
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A quick trek across town to the Eastern Prison. Arsen was to
perform an interrogation of a prisoner being held captive there.
His crime was simple, yet severe. Who was dumb enough to attempt
to steal from the palace anyway? But the odd thing was, he
attempted to take no money, no jewels, nothing of value. Not
monetarily at least. What he attempted to take, was an envelope
containing Information on everyone who resided within the
castle, or worked under the King. THAT was serious. One could
accomplish many things with such a treasure trove of
information. But what was the purpose behind it? Who was the
thief working for and what were their intentions? That's what
Arsen was assigned to find out. A bolt of lighting marked the
start of a storm as the Interrogator approached the Prison. The
Prisoner had already been escorted tot the Interrogation room
when he arrived. Guards left outside, and the door closed behind
him. Now for the fun part...
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