Medieval Rp discussion

((start))

Emily stood at the top of the tower, trying to read the weather. The wind whipped her hair around her face, and she sighed, opening her eyes. She rubbed her arm, slightly cold.

Jonathon was standing in the shadows watching her

Emily leaned against the wall. "I know you're there Jonathon..." she said softly.

"oh" jonathon said softly

"What do you want?" she asked patiently. A few drops of rain splattered themselves on Emilys hands.

"nothing" he said "i just like watching you at work. it relaxs me"

Emily chuckled softly.

Jonathon smiled

Emily sighed, and put her head down on the wall. "I feel something is wrong...but i can't place my finger on it...however i believe it ha something to do with Princess Maddiline...and partially Lady Finnula..."

"what type of wrong?" he asked softly

She shrugged. "With the Princess its a...worried wrong... with my Lady its more of a secretive thing...like someone around her is keeping something hidden and she wont find out for awhile..."

"oh"

Emily sighed and turned around. 'Anyway, how are you doing, and have you sensed anything out of place lately?"

"a little with that christin maid thing" he said looking out to the feilds

((can u make another charrie for stripey??)

"Oh yes. The little slut...(idk what they would call them back then)" She cleared her throat. "Forgive me my language."

((And yes i can))

((thanks))

"it is fine" he said laughing "u sensed somthing too?"

Emily laughed softly. "Do you jest? I've seen it. It was disturbing." she shuddered.

"it quite is i had nightmares" he said jokinly, "nay i didnt have nightmares onlt 'tis disturbing"

Emily nodded. She rubbed her eyes.

Jonathon smiled at her. he longed to take hee in his arms and kiss her but thought against it dont you could ruin a friendship he told himself but the longing was still there

((anyway I can come in?))

((Sure. just kinda...show up.))

Emily sighed, and turned back around and faced the forest.

Jonathon looked at her he reached out but thought better of it and dropped his hand to his side

Morgan walked to the top of the tower a book in hand

Jonathon turned to her nodded then turned back to Emily

Emily ran her fingers through her hair. The wind whipped her hair around her face again.

Jonathon moved the hair from her face absent mindly

Morgan walked far away from them and sat down, and began reading

Emily looked up into his eyes.

Jonathon looked down into her eyes

Emily looked away.

Jonathon flushed slightly and moved away

Emily looked out at the field. "I'm...going to try and get some sleep..." she said softly, then quickly left the tower.

Jonathon sighed

Joanthon walked to the study