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Yooo
Honestly, I really don't mind what we do. I just know I'd like a really good and solid plot and preferably lots of emotion lol
I like that idea a lot. I like it better having the princess and the dude though. How about the dude is like the servant to the princess' brothers and the dude trains them everyday on how to fight and the princess wants to learn to so she hangs out with the guy a lot and has him train her. Just a thought. And I like the ending where she goes off and married the guy and then the other dude comes back
I feel like it should be the king didn't actually kill the guy, he just exiled him that way he wouldn't have the blood on his hands and his daughter would get married. OH! And I think that the prince that she's marrying should be a total butt head and abuse her and stuff
Awesome xD I honestly wouldn't mind being the prince when he comes into the roleplay, but I can't decide between the others
That sounds fabulous! So I have the Prince, princess, and the servant dudes sister. How detailed do you usually make your characters?
I used to do super detailed characters that would take an entire day to create, but I feel like taking it easy. So just those three things are fine
Ohhhh he's cute. Do you want to make characters for the other people or no?
O d e s s a ~ N e w p o r t
A g e ~ 20
"Suck in!" My servant Miss Lovette raised her voice as she attempted to secure my corset. "I am." I replied, sucking in as hard as I was physically able to. Both my hands were pressed firmly against the wall, keeping me from falling over as Miss Lovette pulled and pulled. "There." She sighed in relief and took a step back. "This gets more challenging every morning." I walked over to my bed wear a simple blue dress lay. Quickly, I slipped it on before Miss Lovette could help. It was bad enough that she had to get me into a corset every morning, she didn't have to dress me as well.
"Don't forget, your father wants to meet with you any minute Oddessa." She instructed me as I smoothed out my dress. "If only I knew what it was about." I mumbled under my breath as I exited my room and headed towards my father's. He had told me last night he wanted to talk to me, but never told me about what. Of course, my curiosity got the best of me and I thought of a million different conversations we would have. When I arrived at his room, the door was closed and one of his many servants stood beside it. "Your father apologises my lady. He had to leave for a bit and is unable to speak with you, but he asked me to relay the message to you."
"Well what is it?" I asked him, getting impatient. This was very typical of my father. The one time he actually wanted to talk to me, he was out doing something else. "You are to be married in six months to Prince Gabriel Lancaster." The news hit me hard. Never in my twenty years had my father mentioned marriage to me. I didn't even know who this man was and I'm sure my father didn't either. He just wanted me out of here. "Congratulations on your Engagement my lady." He told me before heading down the hall, leaving me frozen in place, staring at my feet.
This couldn't be happening. I knew I needed to get married. That was one of the things that had to happen to princesses, but I expected to have at least met my fiancé before the wedding. How could my father just ship me away to a stranger and not even tell me the news himself? I began running down the hall towards the one place, the one person that would actually understand what was happening. My brother. I ran all through out the castle until I made it to the training grounds where I found my brother training with his servant as always. Their swords were clashing loudly together, deafening anyone who wasn't used to it. I stepped a bit closer, not wanted to distract them or intervene, but I suddenly had an idea. "Can I try?"
The clashing of swords quickly got Odessa's mind off the news she had just received. Which was good because she was boiling mad. Sword fighting was like a deadly dance to her. One wrong move and you could be seriously injured, but if you were good at the dance, none of that mattered. Odessa had never held a sword before. Well, a real sword. When she was very little her and her brother used to play with wooden swords through out the halls. Until her mother told her it was 'unlady like'. Being a 'lady' took the fun out of a lot of things and really drove her and her brother apart. By the time she was seven she barely even saw him because of all the things her mother told her not to do. By now she had long forgotten how to even hold that type of weapon.
It was obvious that the two men had been practicing for a very long time. The word around the castle was that Ethan was getting to be a very good fighter and his servant was an excellent trainer. Odessa was glad that her brother was getting trained by the best. That meant he would be able to protect himself a lot better if he ever went into battle. That took a little bit of worry off of her shoulders.
As soon as they noticed her they stopped fighting and she had their full attention. It was obvious that Ethan was exhausted so the offer to take a break made by his servant was much needed. Odessa didn't know much about her brother's servant. She had only seen him around a few times, but he was always busy with her brother so they were never able to have an actual conversation. She barely even knew his name. His sister, Miss Lovette, didn't talk about him at all, but she liked to keep her personal matters to herself and focus on Odessa.
Odessa's request to try out the sword was approved and the next thing she knew, Ethan was handing the swords to her. Carefully, she grabbed it. It was a lot heavier than she realized and it almost dropped from her hand. All that time stuck up in her room sewing had really done a number on her muscles. Lifting the sword back up, she went over to the servant and stood in front of him. "This is a lot different from cooking and knitting." She commented as she did a practice swing in the air.
