ᴛʜᴇ ʀᴏʏᴀʟ sᴇʟᴇᴄᴛɪᴏɴ - advanced roleplay discussion

Renesme walked away from the drawing room with a lot of different emotions running through her, and none of them made sense because she was torn between a lot of things. She never expected for there to be sparks between herself and Oliver, fun maybe yeah, but not actual chemistry, what the actual hell? Renesme ran a hand through her hair, frustrated with how things were, and then took a deep breath to try and calm herself. What, how, why, all of it, she could literally scream right then and it would probably help a lot, but there were so many guards around that it would cause more chaos than good. So she decided to slip off, to her room perhaps? Her quiet footsteps went down one hallway and another, not really noticing, or paying attention to where she was going. Being with Oliver, that was unrealistic, being with Zane? That was unrealistic as well, she was nothing, nothing but a stupid, silly girl that was playing at a game much bigger than herself. Her ex-boyfriend had it right, she was worthless and naïve. Renesme choked back the negative emotions that were trying to creep up, she wasn't going to do this. She was strong, and she honestly didn't need a guy just to be able to stand tall, she could do that all on her own. So let the fates play their games, but she was making her own way, and she would just have to go with whatever happened and hope for the best, or at least that was the mumbo jumbo she told herself as she tried to figure out where she was. Wasn't her room this way?

At this point, Zane wasn't entirely sure of anything. He kind of just wanted to see what was really going on in the world. Things were happening, people were falling in love, somewhere someone was dying, and right now Zane was so very confused. Why girls? They were really getting him to feel emotions, and he wasn't exactly liking it. Like perhaps an hour or so before, Zane was just walking and allowing his feet to bring him wherever, not exactly caring if he saw two people on the verge of having sex or maybe just two guards about to kill each other. And maybe he would have, had he not seen someone familiar just as he turned the corner. "Hello, Renesme." His mind wandered back to the smile on her face as she was with his brother. Maybe this was all just some act.

Renesme's expression was bleak as she continued down the hall, she was lost, and not just physically, emotionally as well. This palace had offered her fun, laughs, booze, and now boys. This was all more than she'd bargained for, but she could handle it, she was Renesme, she could handle anything and everything thrown at her. Renesme's expression brightened when someone's voice she'd not expected to hear spoke up in front of her, Renesme lifted her head, her eyes met Prince Zane's. "Prince Zane," She replied and dropped a semi-curtsy, she stopped just in front of him, and looked up at him as she wondered what she should say, or about her feelings that were all tangled. "What are you up to? All alone?" Renesme couldnt' see him as being alone often, he was adorable after all, how could anyone leave him alone? The girls in the castle had to be crazy, she finally realized where she was, nowhere near her own rooms really, but she was near the dark room! Which meant that she could go put her film in, and develop it. "I was just heading to the dark room... would you be interested in joining me?" Renesme chewed her bottom lip, a bad habit that gave away when she was nervous, it was the only telling habit she had of her feelings.(we'll just rp it here if that's okay?)

She seemed genuinely happy to see him actually, and that made him want to smile too. But he didn't, and just looked at her with the same blank look as he usually looked at everything. But she really did look happy to see him, and she did a bit of a curtesy and just the way she said his name made the corners of his mouth turn up just a it, so he did smile a little. Renesme was a good person, he figured at least, and even though she was here for his brother and all, even if she was possibly using him for his brother, or worse, the crown, he couldn't help but like her. It was just the person she was. Likable. She mentioned something about the dark room, and asked if he'd join her. And he had to say yes, because he'd kind of promised her about it earlier, so he smiled and agreed. "I'd live to." Zane never really went in there with anyone else anyways, and he wanted to see how the pictures turned out. They were of him anyway.

Why did Zane looks so upset? Or maybe he wasn't upset, maybe he just didn't show emotion a lot or something. Renesme kind of wanted to step forward and trace his jaw with her fingers, but that would be overstepping some line, she was sure of it, and since she wasn't even sure if he was happy to see her, well she figured she might want to keep her hands to herself for a few minutes at least. He agreed to go with her, and she had to hold back the happiness that made her feel, she didn't want to seem too exuberant, it might scare him off. Then again, maybe he needed some excitement? Oh what the hell, Renesme grabbed his hand and began running down the hall towards the dark room. "Come on Zane, laugh a little," Her own laughter bubbled up and she threw him a smile over her shoulder as she pulled him with her, running the halls like children. They came to a skidding halt in front of a windowless door, "This is it," She breathed, her cheeks slightly pink from the exertion she'd put into running. Renesme let go of Zane's hand so that she could unlock the door, a guard had given her a key for the room, Renesme slipped in, expecting Zane to come in behind her, the room was lit up a dim red, it took a moment for one's eyes to adjust, but when they did, you could see trays around the room, dipping trays, and string strung up randomly around the room to hang developed pictures and film on. Renesme twirled in a circle, a smile on her face, then turned to Zane, "So?"

How was she so confident? Or, how did she gain it back so quickly? Zane realized she had been a bit nervous before, biting her lip and looking at him like she was a little girl asking her mom if she could have another piece of candy. But it was cute. She was cute. And it was kind of cuter when she grabbed his hand and ran off. They fit in his nicely, and he liked it. He ran off after him, smiling back at her when she smiled at him and told him to laugh a little followed by her own laugh. He wanted to, and he almost did. But he didn't, because he just... didn't. But he'd probably laugh or something soon, knowing himself. They arrived at the room not too soon later, and he found himself wanting Renesme's hand back in his not too soon after. But she slipped inside, so he just figured he'd follow the pretty figure. Zane slipped inside not too soon after her, his eyes taking a bit of time to adjust before he saw Renesme twirl in front of him. She looked so nice in the darkness, and she was just smiling up at him like he deserved it. And he couldn't help but smile right back. "So... This is where we get the awesome pictures of me?" And in that moment, Zane opened up.

The seconds ticked by in silence, but then he smiled and responded, Renesme grinned widely and bobbed her head in a yes motion before flitting off to the side where pictures were waiting, she'd had a little time in between things to get the pictures started. Renesme grabbed a pair of tong looking instruments and poked at the paper in the water, it was apparent that they'd been in the chemical solution for a while. "Just wait, she said in a hushed voice, then took the picture out of the water and shook it some before hanging it up, it was a picture of Zane, looking off into the distance, his guard was down and one wouldn't think it was the same boy that wandered around the castle. She didn't linger too long though before getting another, this one of the horse she and Zane had ridden together, she put it on the string as well, and added more to the string, before putting the tongs down and standing back with her hands on her hips. "Not too bad," She murmured to herself, half the pictures were of Zane, she didn't notice that there were so many though, she only noticed that he was gorgeous and she wanted to take more pictures of him. Would he let her? Maybe... Renesme turned her eyes away from the pictures and looked up at Zane, did he like them?

Renesme really was like a kid in a candy store; excited and adorable. She bounced off to do some picture making, and Zane followed along. He was a bit confused, but she told him to wait so he did. And before he knew it, he was closer, peering from over her to see. The first picture was of him, and as he continued he noticed the fact that a lot of them were of him actually. Him standing there, with his guard down, him smiling a bit, that picture of his jaw and many more were hanging on the string, drying up from the solution. He didn't realize how close he was to her, their bodies touching but his eyes were glued to the pictures, a smile on his face. It was maybe a minute later Zane pulled his eyes away from them and instead looked down to the beautiful creature that was Renesme. She looked proud, and she very well should be. They were good pictures. "I like them.. You're a good photographer." He told her, looking down at him with a smile that could probably make a girl melt.

((meh omg it's gonna happen soon i can feel it ))

He liked them, he actually liked them! Renesme blushed sort of, it wasn't really something she did often, the blushing thing. Renesme gasped slightly when she realized their bodies were touching, holy hell. Two brothers, a connection to both, what was a girl to do? She tugged her bottom lip between her teeth once more, peering up at Zane wide eyed, and seemingly innocent, though they both knew she wasn't. "Zane," She whispered, she licked her lips, then fidgeted some with her hands, before putting one hand on his arm, and another on his chest. What was happening? How was it that he could pull her in so easily? Hell, did he even want her this close? She wouldn't be surprised if he pushed her away, and called his brother in to have her head. Why was it that he could make her lose her nerve? But his brother, well she was fine around, not nervous like this at all really. What did it mean? Renesme was lost in her thoughts, not realizing that she was leaning into him more and more towards Zane.

She was blushing, she actually couldn't believe that he liked them? She was so modest, and maybe Zane would have kept the conversation going but then he couldn't, because she gasped. He was wondering what had happened to make her gasp, but before he could ask he realized why. They were so close, their bodies touching. And then just the way she said his name and licked her lips, it made Zane kind of just want to lean in and kiss her. He thought about his brother and how he probably liked her, how maybe one day Oliver would like her enough to marry her. Unless I get to her first.. It was weird, to do bad things like this behind his brothers back, but he kind of didn't care. Zane noticed that not only was Renesme leaning in towards him, but that he had a hand on her waist, almost pulling her to him. He truthfully wasn't sure what to do, and if this meant he was going to kiss her then he was sure if he was really ready for that type of intensity. But still, he kind of wanted it. And so the young Prince leaned in and closed the space between them, wondering if this was even how these types of things happened.

(sorry trying to write charries at the same time)

His hand was warm against her waist, she felt his fingers, each and every one, through the material of her clothing, and she kind of wished that it was skin on skin, but that was pushing it, right? Renesme tilted her head up some as he leaned further in, and they finally met in the middle, their lips clashing against one another, soft and tender at first. Tentative, like neither one really knew if the other wanted it, but Renesme lifted both arms and wrapped them around his neck, one hand got lost in his hair as she intensified the kiss between them. Getting lost in their kiss, and the sparks that were emanating from the two of them, little electric shocks were appearing, or so it felt like, anywhere and everywhere that he was touching her. Her heartbeat sped up, and her body pressed further against his, if they were caught it would be bad, but that wasn't really in the forefront of Renesme's mind.

((yesss I can so see that!! until then I'll enjoy the Zenesme... mainly because of this next post cx))

Zane felt a bit awkward at first, this being his first kiss and all. He wasn't sure if he was doing it right, or, he wasn't sure what he was doing at this point. She was Oliver's selected, she was here for his brother, she... was a hell of a good kisser. Zane's grip on her waist tightened, tugging her towards his body, his free hand on her cheek now, his fingers running over the delicate skin. She made it better and Zane moved his lips along with hers, a fire starting in his body. Was it just him or did the room just jump twenty degrees? Was it just him or did all guys just want to have the girl all to themselves. His blood was pumping with some sort of adrenaline, making his heart beat faster and he just wished so badly this was his selection so he could have her all to himself. And his feelings were kind of obvious, the way he was being with her. It was a bit odd for a little innocent boy like himself, someone who had never really been intimate with someone. But hey, Renesme kind of just made him kind of want her. He was tugging on her, holding her close to him and he was getting lost in their kiss, fully understanding why Celeste and Jack hadn't pulled away right when he had gotten to them. Somewhere in his mind he was scolding himself because he knew this was wrong. But it was so hot in that room, and she was so hot, and such a good kisser, he couldn't think about it even if he wanted to.

(What if he becomes jealous of Oliver? Like he see's them together and gets insanely jealous, and he's never experienced that before and it can turn up the heat even more >.>)

The thought of getting caught flitted through her mind once more, she would be kicked out at the very least, and she wasn't ready for that yet to be honest. Still though, she couldn't bare to tear herself away from Zane, he was warm and sizzling, there was no way that she could just walk away from this. She slipped her tongue into Zanes' mouth, testing the waters, had he ever French kissed before? Probably not, but she was going to teach him how. Renesme's hands were all in his hair, tugging at times, gently as she kissed him, he pulled her closer to him, till their bodies were flush against one another, how the hell was it that they weren't on fire? It felt like it, it felt like they were in an inferno or something, she was positive that her whole body was flushed. It made her wonder what the hell this boy was doing to her, and it also made her more than nervous. Renesme's senses were filled with the smell and feel of Zane, she knew that later on her clothes would smell like him, how could they not with the way they were against one another?

((oooo maybe maybe, I will think about it. I'd hate to ruin their brotherly love, but he will probs feel at least a little jealous))

Body parts were everyone, breaths being stolen at any moment possible and it felt like they were on fire, but still all Zane wanted was to keep going. She smelled great, and the way she tugged on his hair wasn't too hard either, and he liked it. Zane felt the beads of sweat on his back, his layers not helping him the least bit in this situation. It kind of made him wish he could take it off. Rip his shirt off so he'd be a bit more comfortable in that department—honestly, he was surprised they weren't on fire. Zane continued on with the kiss when a foreign object entered his mouth, and suddenly he realized that it was, well, her tongue. This might have been the most exciting first kiss in the history of time. Zane had heard of people's first kisses being simple pecks, but this? Well, they were technically making out if you really looked at it. But, he kind of liked it. So, he did it to her, sliding his way into Renesme's mouth, thinking it was kind of a game. First she went and then he went, and maybe that was how this would keep going. They would keep going, kissing and enjoying this part of the day because at one point it'd have to stop. Right?

(well I dont' think he'd be mad at Oliver, maybe at Renesme? Like he just goes off on her at least once? And then he explains later and she tries to explain she doesn't have a choice as long as she's one of the selected?? idk just an idea >.>)

Renesme let out a small sound of surprise when she felt his tongue explore her mouth in return, there was a boldness in there, and it made her want to squeak with joy, but she couldn't exactly do that when they were in the middle of making out. So they continued a sort of dance with their tongues, hands sliding over each other, and tugging at clothing, they were swept up in one another and it seemed that she could be in this position forever and be okay with it. This was no fleeting kiss, no this was one that a person remembered for the rest of their lives, and despite her own doubts about herself, and her worthiness, well it would seem that he thought she was worth kissing, and that did a lot for her self esteem and her feelings towards him. Was he the guy? Was he the one that she wanted to go to bed with every night? Renesme pushed the thoughts away, they were ridiculous. No prince would choose her over another girl, a more pure girl, one that hadn't been sullied by some older guy. It wasn't her fault though, she'd been lured in by him, and he had taken advantage of a young girl, or that was what she was told later by her family. Renesme believed it was all her fault, and that maybe she deserved the hurt and pain she'd endured, that she'd brought it on herself. Renesme pulled back slightly from Zane, her breathing rapid, her chest rising and falling with each breath, her lips were still very close to Zane's, her eyes opened and she looked up into his, affection obvious in her own, as well as passion.

((oooo yes I can see that. totally man, I like this idea <3))

Zane couldn't help but smile a little when he heard her make a sound. He kind of wanted to hear more but instead he tried to relax a little and instead continued on, letting the scene becoming like a song. There were many layers to make it great. The tongue action, their hands running along everywhere, touching what they could and pulling at any fabric they could. It was rather scandalous, and if they were caught then Zane would be in huge trouble. And not to mention, Renesme would most likely be put to death. He knew his brother would probably hate him forever and he'd probably be sent away to think about what he had done. Zane couldn't imagine such a pretty angel being killed. Suddenly the sweet lips of Renesme were gone, and the Prince's eyes fluttered open. His breaths were quiet but by looking at the rise and fall of his chest anyone could tell he was breathing hard. The way she was looking at him, combined with the intensity of the room and their close proximity made him just want to kiss her again. His face was calm, a bit red of course, but his eyes were speaking the words that weren't coming from his lips. His pupils were larger than usual, his eyes filled with some would call affection, but others may see it as infatuation. Zane was thinking what to say, but his mind was suddenly catching up with what just happened. The close contact, the eye contact and of course, the making out. It was all, very much illegal. And yet here they were. Zane could feel the heat rise in his cheeks as he debated what to do. But, he could only think of one thing. Leaving. Zane pulled himself away from Renesme, his eyes holding her gaze. He noted the fact that his top button had came off, and his tie was lopsided. His hands fumbled around, fixing his image. "I, uh, I have to..." Zane paused, looking down and fumbling with the one button his now shaky fingers couldn't get in. "I have to go." He was walking away now, toward the door, trying to get himself together. But his fingers just couldn't stay still enough to hold the button together.

(Well she means she doesn't have a choice about being around Oliver XD not that she's not confused and torn rn, I never expected her to even click with Oliver, and now.... AH)

The electricity between the two of them was almost palpable, he was so good looking, and sexy, Renesme ran a hand down his cheek, wanting to kiss him again. But something was going on in his head, she wasn't sure what exactly but his face kept falling more and more, and finally he looked like he did around other people, except a little guilt there as well. Renesme felt her stomach drop, something was wrong, something.. no someone, her cheeks flushed as he moved away, fumbling with the buttons on his shirt, her heart sped up and it wasn't from the kissing now. Zane was leaving her, and he was regretting everything they just did, or he used her. Probably the first though, Renesme knew it, she wasn't supposed to be worthy of a prince, of anyone. She blinked back tears as he stumbled from the room, and as he went through the door she sank to her knees and let the first sob come out.

Fate was not her friend, Renesme tried to drag the emotions, and feelings back inside herself, she was stronger than this crap. She needed no one, and she didn't need to feel needed, or wanted, or anything. But it just wasn't working as well as it usually did, her entire body trembled, her hands curled into fists. Her inner demons were at war with her own will, she felt like she was undeserving, worthless, like her mistakes were coming back to haunt her. Did she force herself upon him? Maybe, probably, it just didn't seem like it at the time, and now he was probably going to go and tell his family everything, tell them that she was nothing but a slut, and that she deserved to be killed. That or he was going off to his room to scrub the filth of her off of him, and would never look at her the same again. Renesme punched the floor, over and over until the physical pain cut through the emotional pain. Only then did she fall to the floor and curl into herself, her thoughts overwhelming and exhausting her. Renesme cried in silence, the pictures of Zane wavering above her, they were watery looking through her tears. She needed to stand up, to get out of there before someone found her weak, and alone. She didn't want to have to explain herself nor did she want anyone, not anyone to find her that way. So she pushed herself up off the floor, Renesme scrubbed the tears off of her cheeks, wiping away the moisture that would tell of her hurt. She made her way slowly toward the door, biting her lip to keep the sobs in. Once there she twisted the handle and slipped out, half blind she made her way to her own rooms, and fell onto her bed in a mess, the exhaustion of emotion got to her, and she fell into a fitful sleep.

The tears forming in her eyes were so evident, it made Zane almost want to stay. But he couldn't bring himself to do so. She was beautiful, and Zane would have loved to stay and comfort her, kiss her even. But he couldn't. What if they got caught? He couldn't risk it. He couldn't just risk her life like that, he would feel horrible should they be caught. Not to mention the fact that he would loose all of Oliver's trust. Things just wouldn't work out.

Zane fled from the room, his button finally going into place as he escaped into the hall. His image was just as perfect as ever, minus a few facial things that weren't that noticeable. The pink cheeks, the shaky breaths, but he tried to keep calm. But his mind was racing and he wasn't sure what to do about it. Maybe he should just keep walking around. Obviously it wasn't helping him today, and he really needed some time to just relax himself. Maybe he'd go ahead and take a nap? Whatever he would be doing, he hoped it would relax him.

The day just got better and better. Zane found himself walking down the halls of the selected, reminding himself of the events that occurred earlier. He wasn't sure what brought him to this point, but here he was, walking down the familiar hall. He had heard that Renesme had yet to leave her room all afternoon, which worried him. Was she okay. Probably Not. After all, he had hurt her heart. Zane was not wearing his jacket from earlier, and as he was walking he realized he had left it down in the stables. He decided he would go get it later, he had more important things to do right now. Zane knocked on the door with Aonce he arrived, waiting for a response. He wondered if she would be angry with him. She was probably upset and wanted to punch him in the face. He would punch himself if he could. He was messing with her emotions, and that wasn't very nice. He was being a bad boy, which is mother wouldn't approve of, but what was he supposed to do? This is the first time he ever got involved with girl, he wasn't sure what to do. And to think, one day he would have to deal with 35 girls of his own. And then he would have to slowly break all of their hearts and pick one to spend the rest of his days with. Well when you say it like that, the selection sounds pretty horrible. Even though it's actually not that bad. Or, so they say.

The afternoon had been agonizing, with Renesme left to her own torturous thoughts. She eventually wound down fell asleep on her bed, unknowingly hiccupping while she slept, from all the crying she'd put herself through. The maids hated to wake the little thing, but they had to, they needed to know if she would be going down for dinner, she told them no. then curled back up and tried to go back to sleep, but she found she couldn't. Instead she got up, showered, and dressed in a pair of shorts and a fitted tee. She was drying her hair with a towel when a knock came to the door. She threw the door a questioning look, wondering who was behind the piece of wood. She knew it wasn't a maid, they just walked in, so who would be visiting her? All of her friends were busy with their own schedules... and Oliver had dates all afternoon, then family time or something. Renesme tossed her towel into her bathroom, checked to make sure she looked okay in the mirror, then went to the door and opened it slowly. On the other side was someone she hadn't expected, "Zane," She breathed, Renesme blinked a few times before opening the door wider, and stepping back to allow him space to enter if he so liked. Was he there to rant at her? Or maybe just to hang out? Would he pretend that nothing had happened? Renesme chewed her bottom lip with worry, not sure of what to do or say, it was a rare moment for the girl that was usually the life of the party.

There were a few seconds in between the knock and the answer, but it felt like hours. Perhaps Renesme knew it was him. She just knew, and now she wasn't even going to open the door for him. That was actually a bit rude, but Zane didn't mind. He sort of deserved it. After their moment earlier, Zane had escaped and left her alone to think about what they had done. But he hadn't been able to stay, he felt so odd and thought he was going to explode. Too many feelings, not enough time. Zane was debating leaving, going off to gather his jacket when he heard the click of the door. And there she was, the beautiful specimen that was Renesme. Zane. She breathed out his name, and in that moment, Zane felt time stop, along with his heart. She was so beautiful, even without the dress and dressed in shorts and a tee shirt, her hair wet. Absolutely stunning. Renesme moved, allowing him to enter the room, and Zane stepped in. He spent a second looking around before he cleared his throat, putting a hand up to his mouth to cover the cough. "I heard you've been in here all day. Is that true?" Zane asked, turning towards her once he asked the question. She looked like she wasn't planning on going anywhere, which meant she wouldn't be going to dinner. And Zane didn't like the idea of her spending all the time up here... By herself.

It only took seconds and he was standing in her room, Renesme shut the door and turned to look at him, taking in his form. He looked like he was glowing some, perhaps he'd been out in the sun once more? She wanted to run her fingers over his wind-blown hair, but restrained herself, instead folding her arms over her chest to keep them in check. He was looking her over, which made her blush some, then he spoke, with that sweet, honey like voice that could make her toes curl. She nodded her head, "I actually just woke up from a nap.." She admitted, then wondered why she felt guilty about being in her room all day, was that bad? "Its just..." Renesme took a deep breath, why did he make her so nervous? Renesme was usually a very self-assured person in front of others, and could be the life of the party, but with Zane, she wasn't as sure. Maybe it was because she actually liked him? "I had a lot to think about," She finished, Renesme wondered if he'd thought about her at all in the afternoon. "What have you been up to? Shouldn't you be getting ready for dinner?" Renesme didn't want to interrupt his schedule, that would just make her feel worse. "Ah you can sit..." She gestured to the bed, just before crawling onto it herself and taking a relaxed position by sitting indian style on the bed with her hands in her lap.