Vetras Kilethe
Continent: (whatever we end up calling C1) Region: Cautre
Vetras woke up, his new tome staring him in the face. "I give up..." He sat up in his bed . "I just can't decipher any of this. It's too dam-" He stops himself from swearing now beginning to realize how much his training partner began to influence him. He grabs his glass of water and begins getiing out of his bed.
Luckily for him, he got up just before his personal alarm clock would wake him up this day. "Master Vet- Oh, you are awake." The blonde haired count was the one to brief him this morning, as he was the morning before, and the one before that.. "You have a day with your fiance. At the evening, the king has aught to ask you"
"Yeah I know, though I didn't choose her.." Vetras stands as the count clothes him. "I'vent yet had a choice as to how I wanted to live, and I don't doubt the same of my death.." The count made a noise of sympathy he then told Vetras that it was the life of one born by nobility, to which the prince responded with closed eyes. When done dressing Vetras the count opened the door.
"Will you be on your way?" The way the count said it made Vetras cringe a little bit; It was menacing, not in the least being the usual joking tone that he'd gotten used to getting from the count. Vetras assumed him being in a bad mood and simply thanked the count. The count looked with a confused face then replied with "You're welcome, dear prince".
After Vetras got downstairs and briefly ate breakfast he went outside to lay in the flower field, but was interrupted by his "soon to be", Elena.
"Vetra', Hello" stood Vetras's pre-chosen bride over him. She sat down next to where he was lying down with a subtle smile. "It's good to see you today" Vetras wondered why she was here so early, but instead he just gave a minor reply. "Vetra'-"
"It's Vetras" Vetras says interrupting her, due to his compulsive nature.
"Oh, oh! I'm sorry" Elena bows her head. "I'm sorry I keep calling you that, I'd be annoyed too if you called me of El, or Elen" They sat quietly for a while. "When we finally do get married, and take the throne, do you know what the first course of action will be? I'd like to know whether I'll be one of those work-less or hard at work, type of queens." Vetras closed his eyes in disgust. This was one reason Vetras didn't like her, It always seemed like she worried more about becoming queen than their relationship in general. He turns to his side, stating that it doesn't matter.
Vetras shoos away a bug. "It's not like there's a war around here, It's too peaceful for monarchy... It's boring."
"But without a ruler, all law will crumble." Elena says reassuring him.
"You think I don't know that?" Vetras turned again, his back now on the ground, and looks to the sky. "I'd rather my brother being alive, at least he wouldn't mind being bored out of his mind, playing chess all the time.
"You're horrible, Vetras. You aren't supposed to whine over such minor factors, it's not kingly."
That response angers Vetras to a degree, it was like she didn't just hear the word death. Death wasnt just a "minor factor." "And constantly criticizing the "soon to be king" let alone you current fiance isn't very queenly, Lady Elena." Vetras stays quiet for a while before apologizing and getting up. "My father wanted me, so this is bye for today, See you." Vetras walks back inside.