1 x 1 RP discussion

hey

I'll be the prince.

Yeah

Okay

The prince is in his twenties but I don't think the witch ages so she can be as old as you want.

First Name: Isaak
Last Name: Collins
Gender: Male
Sexual orientation: Pansexual
Age: 23
DOB: April 17

Appearance:
Hair: Peppered
Eyes: Black
Height: 6'3
Weight: 136 lbs

Personality: A usually cold man, he will rarely talk other than when it comes to ordering his servants around. He prefers to be alone and not have to do anything but unfortunately he is the future king, his coronation being in a few months.

History: He grew up spoiled and forced to socialize, he hates people and wishes to be alone forever. He and his brother have a constant rivalry. He was engaged to a princess from the kingdom next to his own but wants nothing to do with her because he knows she's having an affair with his brother.

um.... Probably in town. Aimee buying things she needs and the prince having manged to escape his guards?

Either way is fine

Okay.

Isaak grinned in satisfaction when he finally escaped his escorts. He walked through the streets of the kingdom, it was a nice place, to think in only a few months he would own it all. He cringed at the thought of baring his father's responsibility, to try and fill his shoes. He sighed and thought, Why cant I just run far away?

Isaak continued to wander the streets, looking at random booths he passed by and looking into a few shops. He kept his clock around him so no one would be able to tell that he was the prince. He noted a few girls giggling about him but payed no mind, such things things didn't interest him.

Isaak smiled a little when he found a book store, he went in, hoping to find something to add to his collection. He had this old spell book his mother had said belonged to a witch long ago, unfortunately, he couldn't read it. Maybe there was a book to translate it here?

Isaak walked through the isles, reading the titles and authors. He slowed down a few times and removed a book from the shelf to flip through it before putting it back. Not that one... let's see... He took out another book and flipped through it. Nope. He put it back.

Isaak continued along, flipping through books and putting them back. He didn't notice her, he was too into his search. He needed some way to translate that book or at least to be able to say the words.

Isaak kept looking, he needed something in Anglo Saxon. Well, at least that's what he thought the language was, it looked like it. He mumbled very quietly under his breath. "Anglo Saxon..."

Isaak jolted a little, startled since he hadn't noticed her. He looked over at her before nodding. "I need a book on translating Anglo Saxon."

(Sorry, GR didn't message me you replied.)

Isaak looked at her and nodded. "Then come with me." He walked out of the book shop without another word.

Isaak continued walking through town, making sure every now and then that she was following him. He lead her to the castle.

Isaak lead her into the castle and passed the guards, all saluting to him. He continued to the library, the servants bowing to him and calling him 'sire' or 'my lord'.

Isaak opened the library and lead her in, opening a drawer and removing his cloak. He wore a white blouse and blue slacks, a navy blue blazer with a sapphire broach. He took out a large, black leather bound book.

"This book, I can't read it." He walked to a table and set it down, opening it. "It's been passed down through my family for generations but none of us could read it."

((It's just a book of spells so be vague because if we went into detail it would take forever.))

Isaak watched her, listening carefully. He wondered if she knew what it was.

"I know." Isaak looked up at her. "I want to be able to read it."

Isaak listened intently to her, paying attention to everything she said. He looked up at her for a moment before responding. "Isaak Collins."

"Close, I'm his son, though I will be king soon." He didn't sound happy about it either, more exhausted, like it was a boring task to think about.

"My brother, but the decision is finally." He shook his head. "The first born must rule, as it has been for centuries." He sighed heavily. "Besides, my coronation is in a few months."

((It's okay, I don't mind. I love the pic btw))

"Because I don't want to rule." He said it as if it were obvious, then added. "The role isn't what you think, all you do is work. Yes there are parties and yes you get to go to other kingdoms but even then it's all about work and image. I'd rather be a drifter. Go wherever I want whenever I want and never have to deal with how others perceive me."

((I love Jeff xD))

Isaak was going to retort but held his tongue, he had to remember his manners, she was a lady after all. So he just listened to her.