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Oili trotted into the library wearing an elegant dress, as she usually wore. She glanced around. Maybe if he didn't show up she could leave with a reasonable reason!? She sat down and tapped her foot listening to the sound as it echoed throughout the library. She didn't want what to happen like last time. As her thoughts became blurred she slowly drifted off to sleep. Her head laid down on the desk and soon she was asleep, her face peaceful and calm.

King Alp walked into the library several hours late and smirked as he spotted Oili asleep. He trotted over and sat beside her listening to her deep inhales and exhales. He reached out a hand and stroked her soft cheek. Hmm... Why had she denied him? He was a good King... He was handsome was he not? A sigh escaped his lips and he shook his head his hand trailing down her neck now. Such a beautiful creature. Maybe he too was going crazy. Like his wife.

Oili murmured something that no one could understand. A tingle running down her nerves.

Alp sighed and pulled back his hand and ran it through his brown hair. Hmm... This girl... He had never remembered hiring her. Just one day he saw her working as any other maid and since she was hard working and pretty he promoted her... He'd have to go see the documents... He would figure it out... He placed his hands on her cheek and leaned down. "I have so dearly wanted to kiss thy lips. You are so young.. So pretty and so pure...." He murmured. As silence replied he leaned down and placed his rough lips among the girls. Nothing but pleasure filling him.

Oili eyes spring open and she gasped. She jerked back and flew out of her chair opening her mouth to scream only to receive a large hand over her mouth as the King loomed over her. Fear... So much filled her. Her body trembling, her eyes wide like a deer in head lights. Tears stinging the back of her eyes.

Alp eyes became dark his hand tightening on her mouth. "Don't speak to my son of the matters between you and I!" He hissed and removed his hand.
"There is nothing between you and I. You are just a p---" Oili stopped herself.
"That's right. I have power. You don't. Now I must go back to my work. If you dare speak of this... Or relieve your self of your duties without permission I shall do a lot more!" He said cruel then slapped her along the cheek rewarding her with a red mark and then he stood and walked away satisfied.

[....Dayyyuuuummmm]

[did I do well roleplaying it?....]

[Yush. Ahahahaha betrayed by his own son. I love it. xD]

[WOOT WOOT!!! Now what...?0.0]

[Uheaiurha I have no idea. You want Spencer to come in and comfort her?]

[if you want!]

[Lawl sure. Give me a couple min.]

Spencer walked into the library. He was still bored, and he couldn't find Oili. So he figured he might as well pop into the library and see if there was any genuinely good books. Upon entrance he saw the back of someone with brown hair. The same wavy brown hair that Oili had, and a rather elegant dress. Than he gave himself a shake. How was it that he'd already memorized her entire look, yet when it came to his other girls, he couldn't even remember their names? Spencer began walking towards the girl and when he was only a couple steps away felt certain it was Oili. So, in a rather arrogant manner, Spencer swaggered down towards her and ruffled her hair. "Hey there Brownie."

Oili flinched and jumped back but then relaxed as her eyes focused on Spencer. She looked up at him but tilted so he could only see one side of her face. Keeping the swollen and red side away from him. "H-hello." She whispered and quickly wiped away her tears. "Spence."

Spencer first grinned at his nickname but than paused. Why was she hesitating at her hello? And why only one side of her face. He arched his neck so he could see the other side and his lips were slightly parted. Spencer reached towards the bruise and brushed over it slightly. His fingers gingerly touched the red slowly fading away from her otherwise clear skin. He could see her eyes glistening a bit and wiped away the tears that had yet to fall. "What happened?" he asked softly this time actually caring.

[Im sorry that was so cliche of me to do but I couldn't help myself.]

Oili closed her eyes as he ran his hand gently among her cheek. As he pulled away and the words left his lips she opened her eyes and looked up at him. "I... I just slipped is all. Nothing to worry about!" She laughed but it was forced. Then she looked away again, her chest tightened and she took a deep breath.

"And made that big of a bruise? Damn." he said letting his hand drop. He wasn't completely sure if she was lying or not, but decided to drop it. Usually he hated it when people forced him to talk so he decided to not do that to others. "Now than." Spencer started. "I do believe you owed me an explanation. About how you find me irresistible - sorry irritating simply because you don't understand me."

Oili rolled her eyes. "You don't understand the wording?" She laughed and shook her head. She sighed. "What I was trying to say... Is... Oddly... I want to get to know you more." She murmured and sighed sitting in the chair that she had before. She gently placed her hand on her swollen cheek. "Nothing more or less..." She whispered.

Spencer smirked. "Hah. I win. Kind of." he said. "At least you want to get know me. You said if I remember correctly - that I'm an arrogant person and you gave the impression that you hated people like me." he continued explaining. "But I will have you wanting more. I always do." Spencer added in winking. Leaning back in the chair he took her in. Three times he had run into this girl. Each time, Spencer felt as if he had learned something new about her. The first time was her more...flirtatious self? The second time was her talkative? one. It wasn't really talkative. It was more her saying what was on her mind one. An opinionated version of her, Spencer decided. And this third one? He had yet to decide. A more reserved one really. Spencer shook his head and focused back on her and her response.

Oili rolled her eyes. Gosh, he was so full of himself. She laughed lightly and looked up at him. "Maybe some else has already caught my eye." She whispered softly.

Spencer gasped in a rather fake and dramatic way. "Honestly you really are trying to kill me Oili." he said mockingly. But than he leaned closer with an interest. "So. Who is this new stranger that has stolen your heart than?" he asked her curious. Who could possibly be cuter than him? Because if there was someone, Spencer wanted to meet him. Perhaps start a friendship with him, and just dump girls like its nothing. Or you know. Run him out of town.

Oili smirked. She tilted her head staring deeply into his eyes. "What is it? Jealous?" She gasped placing a hand over her mouth and sucking in a breath trying to act surprised. "No.. Not Spence. You don't get jealous of what you can't have... Do you?" She whispered placing her hand down and flat on the table. Her heart raced. This was interesting and exciting! What a wonderful game they both were playing...

Spencer gasped once more and replied "Oh dear. You're really breaking me down right now. How did you know I get jealous so easily?" he whispered. "I mean I know, it sounds tragic. Someone as wonderful, handsome, and rich as me - how could I possibly ever get jealous? But yes. Alas it is indeed true. I am so insecure about myself that...it takes over my mind and soul." he finished looking off into the distance dramatically. He struggled to hold in his laughter and bit the inside of his lip to keep it in.

Oili couldn't help it. She actually laughed. Her laugh wasnt like everyone's. That was for sure. She snorted. Like a pig when she inhale when she laughed. She held her stomach laughing harder, her cheeks red. Oh gosh! Oili was laughing so hard tears were streaming down her face. Her brown curls fell over her shoulders and she was unable to form words as she continued to laugh historically.

Spencer grinned as Oili began laughing like a pig. "Damn. All that lady-likeness and you just completely ruined that." he said starting to laugh as well. Her laugh was adorable - most girls would never laugh like that. They'd giggle in that girly manner and than make-out with him. "But to be honest, I think I like that laugh more." he said seeing her red cheeks. But when he saw her tears he couldn't help himself and laughed harder. God what was wrong with these two?

After several moments she calmed down and panted her heart racing. She smirked and without thinking she leaned in and placed her lips among his. Her right hand came up and cupped his cheek. Oili's eyes even fluttered closed as she kissed him. Get the she kissed him.

Spencer gradually calmed down a couple seconds after her and sighed calmly. But than, he felt a soft pair of lips on his and smirked just the slightest bit. Of course she'd go after him. Didn't every girl? But than he gently closed his eyes as well and his left hand found its way across towards her neck while his right hand reached up towards her cheek. He didn't break apart the kiss just yet. No he still wanted to bask in the satisfaction of winning yet another girl over. But there was something in this one kiss that he hadn't experienced before. A kind of stirring, but than he mentally shook that thought out of his head. No, now he was just being plain stupid.

The feeling was overwhelming. His hand on her neck and cheek... No! She couldn't let him.... She pulled back after a moment her cheeks were red and her eyes went down not meeting his. She couldn't. There would be no them. They wouldn't be a couple... He was a higher class, a Prince. She was just a girl. A maid. She cleared her throat. "I must have slipped again..." She mumbled her cheeks red and her heart racing. Oh goodness...

Spencer began smirking a bit but than quickly erased it as she pulled away. "Mmm obviously." he said winking. "But than again clumsy girls tend to be the most... for lack of a better word - interesting ones." he grinned. He felt the urge to brag and act in his normal way but than figured that would be too much for the first couple of moments. He glanced at the clock and stood up. "Well, I must leave." he said standing. But than he paused and whispered in her ear "Try not to slip too much unless I'm around." Spencer than turned around and began walking out of the library, smirking as he pushed open the doors towards the rest of the castle.

Oili blushes deeply and her hands clenched as she watched him go. Her heart racing. Oh wow... She smiled to herself and then laughed. "What a... Turd..." She whispered and stood grinning. She touched her bruised cheek and went still. The King... She looked down and stood. She pushed in her chair. Oh gosh....

[where to now?]

[I have no idea lawl]

[hmmm.... Oh! What if she saw him kissing up on another girl?! If he would do that. I don't know.. Lol]

[Oh yeah he'd def. do that. Thats they kind of player he is. So where shall we RP this? I can write out a quick scene and than she can walk in.]

[stairway?]

[sure]

[so EXCITED!!!]

[posted https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/... ]

Rose walked into the library. She honestly was really bored, so she thought the library would be an empty nice place to go and annoy, bother, be sarcastic, and be rude to that guard that she made follow around. That was the whole point of having him around anyway. Rose found a random book on a random shelf and picked it up. She walked over to a chair that was positioned against the wall and she sat down and began to pretend to read.

The moment they stepped into the library, the atmosphere of their situation immediately changed. For him, he felt less angered and irritated, and more awkward. It was abnormally quiet -- though he hadn't been in a library for a while now. He used to love reading books but now had no time for much reading. He watched her search for a book and he went his own way to find one of his own. He found a book that seemed appealing enough based on the few pages he flipped through, so he then took a seat at a lone chair beside a table, but couldn't help but feel awkward sitting there in complete and utter silence. He opened the book to the first page, engulfing himself in that familiar scent of a relatively new book. He had always loved that smell.

It was either truly new, or just had hardly been read. As he read, he subconsciously tapped his fingers against the hardwood of the table, and was unaware of it for a few seconds, but when he became aware, he didn't stop; maybe it'd annoy her, and maybe he'd make this boring set-up as painful to her as it was to him.

((*not stalking*
*tempted to send someone in because this RP is so interesting*))

((If Piper is okay with it, I wouldn't mind c: )

((sorry, not sorry but stalking this to the max))

((I wouldn't mind it Meli :D))

"Stop tapping your fingers!" Rose hissed impatiently, "It's distracting me from my reading!"

It was dreadfully boring in the library. Reading was not her cup of tea, not at all. Rose especially hated those boring documents and treaties between kingdoms, those were the worst. Since it was so quiet, she could easily annoy her guard by the simplest thing, like he was drumming his fingers to annoy her.

Rose stood up from her seat and put her book on a nearby table.

"But you're not reading," he pointed out innocently, the expression on his face -- or lack of expression -- giving nothing away in regards to his current mindset. He watched her stand up and place her book down on a table, and he closed his own book, glancing up at her with an expectant look on his face. If she planned on leaving, he had no issue with that, but at least put your book away first. In all honesty, he was slightly cautious of her movements, knowing if he kept up his unacceptable behaviour, there would be insidious consequences. "Tell me, Queen Rose," he began, unable to hide the devious smirk that pulled at the corner of his lips.

"Why come to the library if you don't intend to read anything?" He had a feeling it was the silence and the privacy; it gave much room for unspoken terrors and mistreatment, but in an agreement or not, he was not going to let her terrorise him without good reason.

Rose laughed, "the library is such a quiet, calm, and private place that you don't even have to read to enjoy it!" She said with a smile, "oh, and can you get me some tea?"

Rose knew that he said that he wasn't going to get her food or drinks. That was the whole purpose of asking him to do that. It seems that her purpose in life is to annoy people and bother people below her to the max. And to manipulate and deceive royalty for allies and such. Of course, there's one word to describe her, but it's a bit explicit...

((Ooh, who should I bring... Ida, Emilia, or Sef...))

The smirk he had previously worn on his face was quickly wiped off at her request, and he stood up abruptly, folding his arms defiantly over his chest with a look of pure insolence. "We settled this just minutes ago." If society's standards didn't call for polite language around a woman, he'd be calling her every explicit name in the book -- old english and the modern. He hadn't known her for even an hour, and he already wondered how anyone but a mother could possibly love her. "She's going to die childless with an empty bed." He had to bite his tongue to keep from speaking that aloud, but he almost wanted to see what she'd do if he had.

"Do you honestly have nothing better to do than mess around with lowly people like me? What type of person does that make you -- to associate yourself with me? And another thing, I don't want to be alone with you anywhere, so whatever you want to say or do, get it done now so we can leave." He now was sure she had come here to annoy him in private, where there would likely be no witnesses to see her un-ladylike, perverse, un-respectable behaviour. Speaking of her unbecoming behaviour fit for a peasant woman... "It'd be a shame if someone were to find out about how purely unfit you are for your position in society."

((I don't know :D if you have a maid, I might bring them))

((@Mel; .-. Uhm... whichever one would fit the situation? Meeeehh?))

((Ida's a maid...))

Rose glared at him, "I don't even want to be here, and yes, I don't have anything better to do than mess with a peasant like you. I am still a teenager after all," she said with a cruel smile. "I can also associate myself with whomever I feel worthy of bothering, especially if they are bothersome. I am definitely fit for my position in society, I have wit, the ability to deceive and manipulate, let's see, I don't even think that you're fit in this society to be the lowest of a guard," she said with a smirk.

Rose reached back into her secret back pocket of her long gown, checking to see if her small dagger was still in its place.