A Princess' Curse

In the land of Valmeir during the time of Kings and the mystic, reined six major kingdoms, four of them located in the North and two in the south. Since the great war played out nearly 19 years ago which was silenced by the Great Kingdom of Valmaria, Valmeir has remained in a time of seemingly lasting peace. Narlatine grows pretty weary of it's Valmerian brethren due to the fact it was placed last during the Great War since it had sided with the forces of many terrible beast armies as well as Barbarians from the North. Narlatine secretly wanted power against the other five nations and Narlatine saw it's chance for victory when the neighboring Kingdom of Porsquelem suffered a terrible outbreak of a unknown plague that had killed nearly the entire royal family, leaving only a young princess to take over the duties of rule. Since Porsquelem was known for it's technological advancements and using them to strengthen their already skilled army, the power hungry King of Narlatine knew it was all too easy to try and gain this power. Instead of just marching in and being beaten back by Porsquelem's army, the King knew he only needed to get one thing from the Kingdom, the Princess. The King had a plan to capture and marry the Princess Claurice to his oldest son Prince Valken in order to allow Narlatine a quick and easy takeover of Porsquelem.

When the Royal Council of Porsquelem heard of these plans, they asked the Porsque Guardsmen, well known for their skill in military tactics and battle to take the Princess and lock her up inside the Royal Palace itself, only to keep her there and protect her there till she reached the age of 17 when she was of legal age to be entrusted into marrying a Prince from one of the upper Northern Kingdoms. So Claurice for most of her young life was entrapped inside the large white stoned castle of her snow and ice bound homeland of Porsquelem. She watched quietly from behind the ice laden windows of the library wondering if she were to ever leave this luxurious prison she was entrapped in due to her royal heritage. But Claurice began to remember the beautiful stories told by her trusted guardian, Captain of the Guards Marcus Felitchus ,of how the world was like outside of the castle, of how warm, beautiful, wonderful, and vast it was. Of how beautiful and powerful the Elven people who lived in the vast uncharted woodlands were and how mighty the dragons and other beasts that were rumored to live on the secluded Valley of Beasts.

Claurice wanted to escape the cursed fate of princess she had been given and become free. Being able to feel warm sunshine on her face and to learn everything she could possibly wish to know about that world she could only learn about in the books that had once belonged to her deceased parents in the royal library. So she decided to try escaping the palace, disobeying her guardian's trust. Will Claurice ever be able to experience true freedom in the outside world, be captured by Narlatine, or endure the further displeasure of a sort of curse that she was given to since birth.

Map of Valmeir: See my awesome paint made maphttp://i531.photobucket.com/albums/dd356/Phisoxa/Valmeirmap.jpg
Kingdom Geographies and Histories.

Imperial Kingdom of Valmaria: Valmaria is the largest and most powerful of all six major kingdoms of Valmeir. Known as the Kingdom of stone, valmaria as well has the largest army force and most influencial of Kings has a grand Sliver-stoned which sits atop a large hill with all the smaller buildings and residences lying around it. The whole collection of man made structure is surrounded by tall and massive fortress walls that have been able to withstand outside raid for ages. The locals are pretty kindhearted as well as loyal to their King and their bravery is everlasting. Valmaira is a pretty grassy and a warm sunshiney environment, with endless blue skies. Here the Royal Family of Valmaria enjoy the wealth,the power, landscape, as well as the beauty of the Kingdom.

Kingdom of Fantista: Fantista is a Kingdom well known for it's artistic taste and laid back personality. The King of Fantista is rather laid-back, round, and luxurious king himself who is enjoys life to it's fullest as well as being one of the most humblest Kings of them all. He spends most of his time lying around and relaxing in his large and warm colored marble castle is also surrounded by the rather well crafted buildings and houses of the citizens who enjoy the beautiful evenings as well as the lantern light lit streets of the royal city. Fantista does have a royal guard but the King doesn't make them worry too much about official duties since the Kingdom of Fantista has a strong alliance with Valmaria and does not care too much about fighting and makes Valmaria do much of the important duties and trading them local made luxuries and goods to make them happy.

Kingdom of Marmalade: A midsized and ancient looking castle which resides within the mountainous landscape located in the middle of most kingdoms. the Kingdom of Marmalade is known for being a more distant and cultural people who favor being without outside contact from other nations and just focusing on their cultural and spiritual beliefs up in the Valmeir mountains. They are said to speak their own language yet nothing seems different about their appearances from outsiders. The King is less of a talker but he holds more interest in battling, if someone were to challenge him he would take it with the utmost honor and this trait has been passed down to his sons as well, who are very skilled with a sword as well as riding a horse, which is expected of most men in Marmalade.

Kingdom of Oceala: A small seaside Kingdom, revered for it's boats as well as it's picturesque city and white stoned castle which lies upon a white sanded dune as facing out towards the Carta lake. The king is kind, very intelligent, and adventurous. He takes pride in taking out his fleet of ships and exploring the oceans as well as the old ancient ruins located around Valmeir. He is known for being able to speak mermaid tongue which he uses to consult with the local merfolk who live within the lake. Oceala is well known for how many pirates come to freely dock upon it after sailing in from the Valmeir sea.

Kingdom of Porsquelem: A snowy and icy landscape where flowers rarely sprout outside in the cold, but Porsquelem is a rather technologically advanced kingdom, using it's intelligent people to create ways to live in the icy world. They live off their technology, being able to grow crops in the ice with use of greenhouses. But you see, not all is well in with the Porsque people. They have been living kingless for pretty long time due to a plague epidemic that had broken out and killed the royal family off, leaving only a princess to succeed. And as the princess is close to coming of age, they will only wait and hope for a new king to be named as they are in a uneasy quarrel with the neighboring nation of Narlatine.

Kingdom of Narlatine: A kingdom which makes it's mark upon a rocky and desolate landscape , covered in tall dark pine forests, it is also known as the dragon's jaw for it's shape. The massive black stone fortress sits in the middle of it with the city encircling it and all of that is protected by a fortress well almost as great as Valmaria's. The focus of Narlatine is mainly military and power due to it's power hungry king who is angry for being treated so lowly after the war was fought. He wishes for one more strike back at the other nations of Valmeir and plans to do so by gaining the intelligent and power of the nearby Kingdom of Porsquelem who don't seem to stand a chance against him without any royal family to direct them. The King has many sons and trains them to be extremely powerful and skilled for battle.


~Rules ~
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OC character forms and other info:
Note:You must make a OC character, all the parts needed for the plot have been filled by me and Riku1186, so I will control Princess Claurice as well as most of the kings of the nations while Riku controls the guardian of Claurice as well as Prince Valken. If you would like to control a king from any one of the kingdoms let me know because you might be able to have that part.

As for occupations/races/rankings/all that jazz etc for your characters: Your character can have only one.

Royalty:your character can be part of the royal family of any kingdom(besides Porsque of course) so that means you can be either a Prince or Princess, but only a prince or princess. I have allowed this option since most princesses as well as princes have been invited to come to the soon to come celebration of Claurice's birthday.

Royal Guardsmen(either man or woman): You can be a warrior or skilled knight entrusted to any Kingdom, even Porsque, you may escort or just plain travel along with your nation's prince or princess to keep them safe. But in the future your services might needed for other reasons but for now that is your focus.

Elves(either man or woman): your character can be part of the race of elves if they want, they are a very beautiful and charming people who live in the woodlands on the westside of Valmeir. They travel freely throughout the land and sometimes come to visit human kings or kingdoms just entrust the humans with gifts, knowledge, fortune telling, help in battle, as well as other things.

A Narlatine Spy(either man or woman): your character can also be a Narlatine spy, who has been instructed to enter the City of Porsque and watch their progress. The spies don't just watch and take in information. they are pretty skilled with a sword and if they see fit to use it, they will.

Name: What is your full name or title?
Age: how old are you?
Weapon: Sword, magic, bow and arrow what? Please personalize your weapon or magic style if you can.
Gender: Male or Female
Relations: Do you have relations?
Ranking/Occupation/Race: Are you human or elven? what is your place?
Bio/Personality: who are you
Appearance: give a description or link to picture(ONLY LINKS TO A PICTURE, do not go posting a picture that takes up half the page)


Name: Princess Claurice
Age: 16 going onto 17
Weapon:The young lady carries nothing but a dagger but she does know quite a bit of magic due to spending her time reading books within the library. But if she does have the chance, she will grab a nearby sword and wield it.
Gender Female
Relations: Royal Family of Porsquelem(related by blood), Porsque Captain of the Guards(mentor and guardian)
Ranking/Occupation/Race: Princess of Porsquelem/Human
Bio/Personality: The only remaining member of the Royal Family of Porsquelem, young Claurice has been fated to marry a prince chosen from one of the Northern Kingdoms when she comes to age at the age of 17 due to the fact her Kingdom desperatly needs a Royal family to lead them and Princess on her own wouldn't do them much good. Not only that, but the King of Narlatine wishes to steal her away and marry her to his son in order to take control of Porsquelem's resources to give him power. So young Claurice wait her days out within the royal castle under the protection of the Royal Guardsmen. But you see Claurice doesn't wish to endure this fate and would rather escape outside into the world and live a free happy life where she wouldn't have Kingly husband to bring her down. So Claurice escaped the Castle into the Outskirts of the Kingdom and then to the Misty Inbetweens, Only to have the Royal Guard come to fetch her home. Claurice is a rather well learned woman and prefers to be that way, she likes trying new things and being quite adventurous for a girl. Claurice is a rather kind and gentle girl, polite and understanding, but she is bold, brave, and stubborn as well and will not let others try to keep her in chains.
Appearance: http://files.myopera.com/brokenheartvn/albums/789661/girlcg32.jpg

Name: Prince Alex
Age:19
Weapon: Royally entrusted http://www.catholichomeandgarden.com/images/Costumes/Narnia sword.jpg
Gender: Male
Relations: King of Valmaria(is his 4th son), Valmaria Guardsmen( subordinates), his Stallion, Thunderbird(favored companion)
Ranking/Occupation/Race: Valmarian Royalty, 4th Prince in line to inherit the throne of Valmaria, Human.
Bio/Personality: The the 2nd to youngest son out of five sons of the King of Valmaria. Though its seems that he is never going to inherit his father's throne, he feels that the best chance he has is by marrying into a royal family outside his homeland. He is continuously jealous of his older brothers and uses his status as Prince in selfish ways to get what he wants. He may seem like a well mannered and noble young man on the outside but really he can be quite a handful with his teenage personality. The closest things to him are his accompanying knights and his palomino stallion, Thunderbird.
Appearance: http://i998.photobucket.com/albums/af107/Beta-Maxis/AnimeVampireBoyBlond.jpg

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Name: Sir Caspar
Age: 29
Weapon: He uses a wide variety of weapons but prefers a pike
Gender: Male
Relations: Narlatine Ancestors
Ranking/Occupation/Race: Porsquelem Guardsman/Human
Bio/Personality: He was born in Narlatine, but as he grew older he learned to despise the power hungriness of the nation and fled to the nearby kingdom of Porsquelem. He resides as a Porsquelem Guardsman now. He is a very righteous man who is willing to put himself in harm’s way to save anyone aside from himself; contrasting to his obviously Narlatine appearance.
Appearance: He bears the face of one who descends from Narlatine; yet he is clad in the armor of Porsquelem. His hair is a natural red black (dark auburn) , a rare trait, passed down from his lineage and he sports a decent amount of stubble around the outline of his face. His hair is cut low on the sides and in the back but its rather long in the front. His physique is medium muscles; yet he is stronger than what he looks.

 

ooc: Okay that's pretty legit for a form so I guess we can start rping a few minor things to at least get this thing up and running before Riku gets here and helps us get on the road.

A lone and shrouded figure walked amongst the dew ridden fields of grass which covered the seemingly ever rolling hills. It seemed the rain had began to cease and it was only sprinkling sparingly now against the emerald carpets of the earth. The misty and cold landscape seemed almost quiet and desert-like with nothing but the sounds of the cold breeze rushing over the hills and the cheerful churp of a marsh lark up flying amongst the few scattered oak trees. The figure stopped in a dip between two shallow hills and turned to look behind her to make sure she wasn't being watched. But the Mist was getting so thick now in the misty inbetweens it seemed that anything, man or creature could be only thirty feet away from her and she wouldn't notice. But the girl didn't care, she only wanted to be on foot as for long as she could.

The girl lifted the shroud off her head, revealing a pale skinned face and icy blue eyes. Her long black hair fell loosely about her shoulders as the wind caressed it about. She found a seat upon a small remains of what looked to be a marble building and she sat upon it catching her breath.

 

The guard captain had alerted the Guards Quarter of Castle Porsquelem of Princess Claurice's absence from the castle.
He appointed Sir Caspar, a trusted guardsmen to assemble the men needed to find Princess Claurice, while the guard captain would momentarily be with his group.
The Guards Quarter was raised into a ruckus as the news came of Princess Claurice's disappearance, aside from one man. Sir Caspar was calm, and with emotions such as worry. He knew it wasn't a big deal, after all..there seemed to be no clues of capture, nor any unknown martyrs roaming the castle. No; he was certain the princess most likely escaped from the castle, so he knew he did not need an army to find out where she was.
Sir Caspar assembled a group of six men, including himself. One group of three would go to the west of Porsquelem to check the Elven Woodlands. The other group of three; which included himself would check the Misty Inbetweens.
So; Sir Caspar and his two comrades headed out on stead to the Misty Inbetweens to search for the Princess.
The Misty Inbetweens were a mystifying sight to behold. The seemingly endless mist that shrouded the area made it hard not to get yourself lost in. Sir Caspar had to be very cautious not to be caught up in the mist and get lost; yet it was quite easy for him, since he had hidden here for quite awhile when he escaped from Narlatine.
A figure had appeared in the mist; it to be that of a lady sitting on what seemed to be some sort of rock. A closer look showed it to be Princess Claurice. He told his comrades to yield when he saw the silhouette of this woman. He sported a friendly smile and spoke "Milady, it is not smart to venture into the wilderness on your own; especially the Misty Inbetweens; one can find it quite easy to be lost".

 

Claurice stood up quickly seemingly startled by the voice, she stumbled a bit in a attempt to try to get out of sight but she was already spotted. She made a loud sigh and drew her cloak around her shoulders more tightly to shield her from the temperature.
" No I'm not going back, I don't care how much the City Council wants me to fulfill my duties, I'm not going to do this just because you people ask me. I'm tired of being held up within that Castle for nearly my entire life just because I have those beasts from Narlatine after me. I don't care what my guardian Sir Marcus says, I won't obey him even for this. If he truly cares for me then why is he letting this happen to me."
She said as she took the chance to make a run for a outcrop of Oak trees sitting upon the hill behind her.

 

Sir Caspar understood where she was coming from in a way...Princess Claurice had been held up in a castle for all her life, periled to the duties of royalty. She was in a situation similar to that of which he was in Narlatine; minus the royalty aspect. Yet, although he emphasized with her, he had been ordered by the Captain to bring Claurice back. Anyways; he knew first hand of how horrible Narlatine royalty was. He wanted her to not have the chance to deal with the swine there.
Sir Caspar whispered to one of his men. "Send word to the Captain of the current situation while I race after" and to the other "Venture around the forest by horse to the other side, just in case she gets that far", he dismounted his horse and was glad to have warn light armor. "As for me, I will follow her by foot through the forest".
Sir Caspar ran through the outcrop of trees following the princess. He spoke toward the princess "Milady, you might dislike the idea of marrying a man unknown to you; but it could be far worse if you ever got caught by the Narlatine royalty..I fear for your safety and have witnessed their cruelty many times before".

 

Claurice ran towards the otherside of the outcrop only to come to a halt when her escape was met by the other guards atop their horses. She stopped and turned back towards Sir Casper.
Claurice:" If only had a choice . . . fine then, but I wish for us to make camp. There is no way I'm going to ride on a horse for a day in the rain just to return home, it's about to rain and it's going to be heavy rain by the look of those dark gray clouds and maybe even lightning. That would be too dangerous. Plus theres all manner of beasts upon the trails of the Misty inbetweens during the rain, I almost got attacked by a few of them, from what I saw, one of them wore a symbol of Narlatine on their arm. So that means they must be enslaving monsters from the realm of beasts. . ."
She sat down upon a tree stump and thought to herself.

 

Name: Sir Rath
Age: 20
Weapon: His main weapon is broadswords, but he is skilled with many other swords aswell. He keeps a huge broadsword on his back and a kattana on the side. He can also use axes and lances but prefers swords
Gender: Male
Relations: Valmarian knights (comrades), his mother, father and brother (deceased), Royal family of Valamaria (people he dedicated his life to protect)
Ranking/Occupation/Race: Valmaria's Royal Guardsmen/ Human
Bio/Personality: At a very young age, Rath joined the Valmarian knights and quickly rose to the top of the rankings. He is well revered for his strength and skill with a blade and was a great asset to many battles that Valmaria was in. Ever since the death of his parents and brother, he has dedicated his whole life to fulfilling his duty as a knight. Being a royal knight he is very close to the king and the rest of the royal family. Rath is a very serious looking guy but once you get to know his he is actually a very kind person. who will do anything he can to help
Appearance: http://i634.photobucket.com/albums/uu70/Arctic_Wintere/Anime_Warrior.jpg

 

ooc: welcome to the rpg, now we need to forge a plan to try and get you further involved.

 

Name: Sir Marcus Felitches
Age: 37
Weapon: He uses his family sword Versia which can amplify his will into strenght. He carries smaller daggers in case of need and has studied magic, able to create barrier that he uses for defence and attack and can create barrier in the shape of weapons incase of need.
Gender: Male
Relations: Family deceased from the plague, considers the princess like an adopted daughter
Ranking/Occupation/Race: Captain of the guard
Bio/Personality: Marcus' family was killed in the plague, at first he was devestated and was ready to kill himself to get over his grief, but aventually his soldier's convinced him to continue serving the royal family and he dedicated his life to protecting the princess. When he was charged with guarding the princess he first though she was nothing but annoying but eventually he started to treat her like an adopted daughter while still looking after her and keeping her safe.
Appearance: http://images2.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20080707154859/fireemblem/images/b/bb/Ferd-Zelgius.jpg

Name: Prince Valken
Age: 19
Weapon: Valken is trained in all types of swords but lack experience of actual combat
Gender: Male
Relations: Narlatine Royal Family
Ranking/Occupation/Race: Prince of Narlatine
Bio/Personality: Valken is the oldest son of the king of Narlatine, though he dosen't share his views of taking over Porsquelem, infact he despise his own father and would rather go travel and see the world, but his father trying to marry him of to the princess of Porsquelem has stopped him and left him with a great hatred for his father.
Appearance: http://images3.wikia.nocookie.net/__cb20071103185656/fireemblem/images/2/25/Eliwood.jpg

 

ooc: Your in. bleh everyone's character forms are so beautiful ;x;. I can't wait to make this show even more interesting now that we got more awesome people to get this thing going when everybody gets back on oxo So I'm going rp as the Narlatine king so I can the prince going.

Claurice took all of the extra basic materials that the other scout members could offer her since they only had tent making materials for themselves and offered to give up their own to her, but she refused it, saying that they needed the sleep better then she did since they need to be alert on the trip back home. She began to assemble the large dull colored blanket and the rope to help her restrain over the lowest branch of the nearest oak tree and Claurice managed to fix herself a pretty modest looking tent. Indeed it wasn't as grand as the fine white wool cloth tents of the royal guards but the thick fabric would keep the rain as well as the rain out.
Claurice put a sheet over the strangely soft and dry grass and made a comfy bed and she slipped into her tent and closed the entrance up so she was comfortable , warm, and for some reason she enjoyed this privacy as she lit a candle in her small lantern and set it by the stump of the tree at the back of her tent and took out a book. She was about five minutes into reading when she heard a strange inhuman cry from outside in the misty hills.
" Lets just hope they can't smell me and they won't come and try to collect me."

Meanwhile . . . . at the Narlatine Palace.

The King of Narlatine sat comfortably upon his throne draped in his mink and fox fur drapes which protected him from the chilly winter night outside his castle. Since his kingdom was surrounded by massive wall of pine tree covered alps he had reason to cover himself so luxuriously. A young male servant scurried over to the side of his throne and bowed his lowly to the King and the King allowed permission for him to speak. The servant whispered into his ear quickly and the King nodded and waved the servant away from him as a wicked and satisfied smile appeared on his clean shaven face as he ran his fingers through his jet black shoulder length locks.
" It appears that the pets I had taken from the valley of the beasts are proving useful to me. They have caught the scent of something truly interesting, a human blue blooded woman wandering the misty inbetweens. The Princess is getting a little too tired of her being trapped within her icy homeland. This is great news being that you are about to make a trip to the Misty inbetweens to go visit your Mother's memorial since it is to be the anniversary of her death soon. Maybe you might get a chance to meet her, face to face, my son."

 

Riding towards the misty inbetweens were three knights on their own horses. Riding ahead of the other two knight was the knight known as Rath. Once off the knights behind Rath drew his sword and rode up towards Rath and slashed straight at him. Rath immediately drew the kattana at his side and blocked the attack. Both blades clashed against each other and the knight tried his best to over power Rath but failed as Rath pushed the knight off the horse. While Rath was occupied with the knight, the second knight tried to slash Rath from behind. Rath immediately turned around and slashed the second knight off his horse. Rath sighed and looked down at the two defeated knights. "thats enough training for horse back combat. The king has ordered me to train you two to become skilled knights and that is what I will do. We shall continue on to the misty inbetweens." Rath said. "the misty inbetweens? why there? and why so far from Valmaria?" the first knight asked as both knights got back on their horses. "the mist can provide valuable training experience. I can train you to use other senses beside the eyes" Rath said and looked ahead "lets not waist any time" Rath said as the three headed towards their destination

 

Valken looked up at his Father. "Wow, you say it like you want us to be happy before you force us togther and take over her kingdom. I never knew you had it in you father, I have a whole new view of you now" Valken said as he turned and left the room, heading to get ready for his trip.

 

The Narlatine King smiled greedily watching his son leave, he wasn't a bit changed or moved by the boy's remark, he only thought it something that boy was going to learn on his own, no matter how much he resisted. The man kept coming his fingers through his hair as he snapped his fingers, calling over the serving lady who was waiting in the far corner of the room. She poured the man a cup of warm rum to help with the cold pine forest weather that waited outside under the chilling face of the moon.

As time passed . . . the very break of dawn upon the misty inbetweens . . .
Young Claurice had survived through the night and for some reason she had a pretty good time sleeping during the cold foggy night of the rolling hills of emerald that surrounded camp. Even though it was so early outside Claurice felt strangely energetic and ready to move around. It was barely lit up outside it was so early, the lowly hanging dark gray clouds hovered over the hills and they glowed slightly with the small ounces of light the drowsy wake of the sun gave off. It was still raining, but it sprinkled lightly upon the earthy carpet making it wet and slightly damp, but still adequate to tread upon without getting soaked or muddy.

Claurice walked outside and noticed that the entire squad was still asleep inside their tents or they accidentally fell asleep while keeping watch. Claurice knew that Captain Marcus would reach the camp by dawn and that meant Claurice would have to leave now. So Claurice dressed herself warmly and drew her cloak around herself grabbing her messenger bag, which was the only thing she had brought along the trip originally and left her tent still in intact to lower the suspicion of the men to make it look like she hadn't left and she took off down the hill, heading in the eastern direction of the inbetweens. She managed to make it three miles away from camp and she came to a small creek where in the clouds the sun had managed to shine through and beam down at the greenery below. The morning was now much farther along and Claurice could see a field of flowers surrounding a water soaked white stoned monument that sat in the middle of it all. The sun made it seem to glow in the collection of color. Claurice hurried over and came to acknowledge the memorial. It was pretty large, a marble statue of a beautiful woman that she could see was probably some type of royalty. The statue held it's smooth stone arms in front of her which in her palms spouted a small waterfall of crystal clear water that glimmered in the morning sun, all around the statue lied a series of freshwater fountains which the water within flowed calmly in sync with the morning breeze.

 

Valken finished getting ready and hopped on his horse and left before his guard was ready. Valken pushed his horse faster and faster until the castle as out of sight. Hewasn't running away, he only wanted a few moments to himself.

Marcus rode threw the mist, he knew a camp was nearby, on acount of the run away princess. His sword ready at all times and looked for some indication of the camps location.

 

Claurice ran her hand over the soft and smooth marble sculptures. She had never been in a place so fascinating and beautiful. Also she never in her life experienced the warm spring breeze and the full potential of the suns rays, not being engulfed behind a wall of gray cloud and mist or the white snowy blizzards that blanketed her homeland. She sat down by the flowers that encircled the memorial and just took a moment to breath in the fresh air.

 

Marcus rod up on the memorial. He hopped of his horse. He came up and put a hand on the princcess shoulder. "Times up" she said as he readied a barrier to trap the princcess incase she ran "Time to go home."

 

Claurice stood up, unsure on what to do, she couldn't run or anything. A shrill look of fright on her face.
Claurice:" Can't you see Marcus, I don't want to go back, I know you think its best for me to obey you, but this time I can't."
She said backing away from him and she sat down on one of the ledges of the marble fountain.

 

"Ok run then. Run and live free. Though if any spies find you will be doomed. Even if spies don't get you you will be condemming your kingdom, the very kingdom your family lived for to slavery to another nation. So go and be a selfish princcess, but can you live with that?" he asked as he turned to leave.

 

" Wait, you don't get it, I wish for nothing more for Porsquelem to be better. But I don't want to be under the power of some snob of a prince whom the city council chooses for me to marry. I have been bound inside a castle for nearly my entire life and if I do marry, I don't think any prince would allow me to experience any freedom. "
She said following him, a irritated look on her face. She stopped a few feet from him and sat down in the flowery fields.
" I just don't know what to do anymore, honestly, once I marry, I won't be able to talk to you anymore."