Faraway Castle

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"My lord please, you can't tell anyone. It would sully my fathers proud and I couldn't live with that. All he wanted was a son and so I gave that to him by disguising myself. If he hadn't had a son they wouldn't have let him retire peacefully. Please sir, I can't hurt his name." By the end of her speech she was pleading with the young prince before her.
 
His eyes widened at the woman's comment. "My lady... Are you sure?" Tymel looked away in a sort of worried way. Maybe she just wanted to be the complete opposite of herself just like secretly he yearned the same for the party. Without giving her time to answer, he smiled at her and nodded in agreement. "I hope to at least come across you at the masquerade... I bet you'll be beautiful, Damila." He wasn't sucking up to her just speaking the truth. Ty just hoped he wouldn't be found out as himself until it was far too late for that night.
 
Roland laughed "I already said I wouldn't tell, besides this seems to be the kind of thing mother would support anyway, She doesn't have to know though not until my end has been met..." Roland Sighed, "You will continue to be my personal guard."
 
"My lord thank you. This means much to my family." She fell to one knee in relief and offered her sword forward. "I offer you and only you my loyalty Prince Roland. I shall respect your decisions and guard you with my life. You have earned my whole respect sir."
 
"Oh you will Ty, I will be talking and laughing to a man or maybe even speaking with a guard.... or with you. I will be around. And I am sure you are also handsome, you are quite fit to be a price!" Damilia said after chuckling. "You see, you are not as an ordinary slave. Ah, not to me. Oh, no, no. You, you are a mere helping friend, that I can rely on. So, you will see me, my friend."
 
His face fell blank as Daniela's words took minutes to process. He was stunned at her comments and even... Happy. A smile cracked upon his face as his arms wrapped around the woman. He didn't care how she or anyone would react. This woman was precious to him and one of the few who treated him kindly as a servant... No. As a friend. Tymel released his arms from around her and stood straight once more. "I am looking forward to dancing with you." 'With the beautiful maiden.' He completed with his thoughts. "Let us both have a grand time and have moments we shall cherish forever."
 
"Thank you, Felicitas." Roland changed his posture, "Your lessons, begin tomorrow, you will be my first Mage knight, Twice the respect for your father..." Roland smiled motioning for her to get up.
 
Lady took a hasted step back as the two doves crashed before her. "Oh dear..." she sighed and removed the notes from them, and helped them to get back in flight. She read each one and sent the doves on their ways, without a reply. She stored the notes and then found her way to the kitchen and servant's quarter to see Noah and the others and inform them of the party. It did seem improper and maybe even rude to mention the masquerade to servants before her children; impropriety was becoming a habit of Lady's, and not a good one.

"Noah," Lady summoned. She stood at the entrance, waiting for him to emerge from the steam that filled the kitchen like an ominous fog.
 
Evairy looked ahead of her window. She didn't care if she got sick or anything, she was very tired. She struggled to keep her elegant posture, posing sloppily along the balcony. "Fran... Fran, where are you?"

Fran rushed back upstairs as she heard her lady's pleas of help. "Does anything trouble you, malady?"

Evairy nodded woozily, "Y...yes..." Before Evairy could answer, she fainted onto the ground.

Fran screamed loudly as the girl fell. "MISTRESS!! ARE YOU OKAY!?" Seeing that nobody would help the fallen Evairy, Fran raced downstairs as fast as she could. "SOMEBODY HELP!! HELP! THE PRINCESS HAS FALLEN!! SHE FAINTED AND CAN'T GET UP!!" She screamed loudly as panicked tears poured from her face.
 
Cadmar was deep in thought when Fran started to scream. He quickly ran to the sound when he heard Evairy had fainted. He rounded the corner seeing the small panicked girl yelling before him. "Fran, where is she?" he said still emotionlessly to her. He looked calm, and collected like nothing she had said fazed him.

Noah exited the kitchen as soon as he heard Lady call him. They were cleaning and the room was misted so he had a hard time finding his way past all his busy assistants. He slipped on the floor just as he could see her outline and slid across the floor. He stopped just as his head tapped her foot. He pulled himself up to his knees, "I'm sorry my Queen."
 
Fran calmed herself. "Cadmar! You've came! She was in her room... and... and she just fell down!!" Fran was huffing and puffing in horror at the sight of the girl. Evairy fell face forward, and appeared as if she were dead. She laid there as if she finished a lustrous night. Her long fingers were in the middle of brushing the floor with her beauty. As Cadmar left, Fran carefully checked Evairy's face.

Her eyes were closed, but they looked different. Her eyes and nose appeared red from an allergy attack. Evairy had to leave early as she was caught in a paroxysm of sneezing. Evairy always kept her distance from the people. She was scared that her sneezing would be annoying to others. These "others" included the queen. She refused to talk to her siblings for she was the odd one out (besides her brother Ellis).

As if an antsy devil, Fran took out a feather duster and began to tease Evairy's face with it, mainly at her nose. Fran regretted doing this, but it would be a last resort to wake the lady. Fran knew that Evairy was extremely allergic to dust, thus she knew the trick would work. After ten minutes, Evairy's straight nose flared only slightly. Fran swatted the duster towards her princess's nose again. This time, Evairy's breasts heaved a bit as she breathed sharply.

"Mistress? Are you okay?" Fran said sweetly.

Evairy finally took a huge sniff as she woke up. "What ih--ah~! ASHOO! ACHOO! Hi-SHOO! Achoo! Ah... AAAAAAAAAHSHOOOOOOOOOOOO!!! I can't believe I had tha... HASHOOO! Ha-HASHI! HASHH! Pardon... Thank thee, Fran." She grabbed a tissue from Fran's had as Evairy blew her nose.

"Gesundheit." Fran blessed Evairy's fit, but she had to grab her by the arm as Evairy would be rather wobbly from her sudden fall. "Now, let us go to the lady to tell her how you feel."
 
Damilia was surprised at Ty throwing his arms around her, but she was not trying to make him feel good she was telling him the truth. She had never seen him dance, but she was sure he was good at it. "I promise, we will. But in the mean time what are we to do? Hm? What do you think? Maybe a short hunt?"
 
Felicitas arose from her kneeled position and smiled. "Thank you sir. You have done me a great service this day and I shall never forget it." Inside Felicitas was jumping up and down with excitement. This was her chance to prove herself and she would not let him down!
 
He couldn't wait until the masquerade. Ty felt giddy. The opportunity he had been waiting for would soon show itself. Next came was a sequence of questions. Questions he honestly couldn't answer. He shook his head with a smile. "I'm really not sure what we could do. Cadmar is already looking for me and..." He paused then trailed off. "What we do is all up to you. I am up for anything."
 
"No trouble," Lady pardoned with a half smile. She was trying hard not to laugh. Not waiting for him to stand, as kneeling was just, if not more, acceptable, she began to talk at him, "I am sorry this dinner was a bust. I must say you did wonderfully. And I expect to see another fine meal when we break our fast. But I am not here to praise you. As you very well know that each year I throw a masquerade. And I intend for this year to be most memorable. I want you to start dinner plans already, and keep in mind that it is a long event; you might need to send some servant's to town to gather supplies. I want all preparations to begin on the morrow. Inform the other servants. Do you comprehend?" In a way, Lady was giddy with excitement. She loved the masquerade parties. And this year was to be the best.

((Lets try to close the day now. Don't rush to much, just slowly get yourself ready for me to change the day.))
 
"Actually... I'm quite tired. I think that hunting can wait a night or two. So... shall we rest our eyes?" Damilia asked as she looked out the window which showed a view of a beautiful sunset.
 
He nodded at her request. "Anything that you think is best, my lady." Ty bowed respectfully and placed his hand softly on her back. He guided her back to her room as the good servant was to do and exited into his own room. The window looked out over the forests and mountains Gorgeous. especially as what was left of the sun hit everything just right. A yawn escaped him followed with his fists pawing as his eyes like a child. Sleep sounded great.
 
Evairy pulled herself together after being on the floor. She shivered immensely, and grew very cold. It was almost like she had a fever, but she was able to crawl up in the bed and go to sleep.
 
Ellis did not wait for a reply from Raven. Instead he stepped away from her, and spoke, "I hope you will be well for the rest of the night. I must leave for bed now. Farewell." He hurried out of Raven's room, and back to his own. On the way back he pondered over the events that had just happened. Ellis was unsure of how Raven viewed him now- he hoped he wasn't considered her friend. In Ellis' opinion, he made a terrible friend. He didn't enjoy getting too close to people, it made him feel insecure. As Ellis walked to his room he noticed his two pet doves on the floor. Bending over, he picked them up to cradle them in his arms. These two were an exception to his friend rules- he'd always treasure the loyal pair. Once in his room, Ellis prepared for bed. As he fell to sleep, he soothed the doves.((OOC: Oh dear, Ellis is a bit of a special snowflake...))
 
All through the night, Himildis and her two guards rode. They passed by like ghosts on the wind. Most who would see elves traveling would discover that they seemed to glow like celestial bodies or stars. For the elves were the most regal and majestic of all the creations. They were the first soul beings, and because of that they were granted with immortal life. The First Avari, however, were untrusting and rebelled. For this, they were cursed to be at war with the second soul beings, mortal men. They were hunted and misunderstood, and now they were nearly extinct.


Himildis was a second generation elf, meaning her parents were some of those who rebelled. She had so many memories of their faces in agony. Now, as a future ruler, she too bore a strong agony for her people. Because of this, she agreed to act as a sort of ambassador for the Mortal Queen's court. She needed time away from all the painful wailing of her people, and she needed time to observe the Men. She would deem whether or not they deserved the destruction the Avari had planned.


"Hiril vuin," her guard said as the tall castle came into view. "Tiro."


Himildis nodded and halted. "Na vedui," she smirked and walked on. She would need no escort now that the palace was indeed in sight. "Novaer galu," the young ruler said as she spurred her warg onward. When she reached the gates, she spoke with the men in their Commoner tongue. She was given a place in the palace to rest, and she would meet the court in the morning.
 
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