Castle

[Sparkles]

"You will soon enough" the king let out a husky laugh, one of few since he'd become ill.

It did not take long for Lyola to sign up and once she had she set out upon a place to stay for the night. [where is william?]

Tarsha was then unfortunatly taken in by the small talk... dammit! By the time she'd opened her mouth she knew she couldn't take it bacl, "I have no idea actually" she gave the faintest smile and flipped over to look at the cover, it read, Dreamtime Happyness she quirked a brow, why did they even have tiltles like that? she blushed, why'd she chosen a book on marrage?!?!

[Cloud Strife]

A genuine chuckle sounded from Kaabel as he held out a hand to take the book. "May I?" He inquired while flashing a smile in her direction. "You say you've never read it? Mm...Well, what about this one?" He spoke while rising and walking to the shelf behind him, taking a book that he remembered from his own library. "Have you ever read this one?" Another attempt at small talk. So far so good. This book's title was in a sort of script-like writing reading The Letter. Kaabel was a fanatic over mystery/romances. Yes, though he was one hundred percent male, he enjoyed a typical romance from time to time. Who didn't? oO;

Shikir lifted his eyes to glance upon the King. "I am afraid not, Sir. I've no time for such trifle personal matters."

[cherokeestorm]

Anquie had been lazing in the garden all day as the Prince had asked her not to accompany him today. She took this as a chance to relax. Since starting work as a maid at the castle only a few weeks ago she had not yet found a time to relax and let her sore feet breath. Her feet were so white, whiter then her already pale complexion, and this made her laugh. It wasn't that she disliked the work it was that she was so unused to taking orders and bidding to the every command of someone else other than herself. Though she disliked her circumstances Anquie put up with it.

Anquie closed the book she had been reading and took one last look around the garden, it was just beautiful, green and full of coloured flowers. She grabbed her shoes and book, walking on the soft grass until she reached the path way. On her way back inside she tried to ignore the list of things to do running through her head and instead concentrated on preserving the feeling that the day in the garden had given her.

When she reached the Princes room Anique could still smell the aroma of the flowers. Slowly she moved around the room tiding up the discarded clothing. When she came to the un made bed Anquie took a handful of the lavender she had collected and crushed in her hands, sprinkling the springs over the bottom sheet. She then proceeded to make the bed. Next was the bath. It had been filled like she had asked and the fireplace was ablaze, she could see in among the flames a bundle of large rocks.

She moved to the window and looked out at the kingdom, there wasn't quite a sight, the setting sun and the ant like people rushing around to complete there last minute jobs before sundown. She took a deep breath before moving back to the fire place. She retrieved one rock at a time and placed them in the bath. Once she was done the water was hot. Anquie placed the drying cloth near the chair at the bath room window, then a new set of clothes at the bed. She then proceeded to the door, waiting for the Prince to arrive.

[Tifa Lockhart]

It didn't take long for the prince to arrive. He opened the door and walked in, turning to close it gently. He smelt lavender.. which meant Anquie had been about.
"You in A?" He called, using his nickname for his maid.
He'd had a rough day, and when he noticed the bath he sighed and smiled. She always seemed to know what he needed. His room was tidy, smelling fresh and new clothes were laid out on the bed ready for nighttime activities.

[cherokeestorm]

"Yes...here" Anique stood up slowly from the chair she had moved to, she liked to watched the sun go down. She moved over to Stephan taking in his complexion

"You look like you had a bad day, what happened?" She nodded to the bath "Its ready for you, nice and hot, if you want to talk I'll sit over there while you bathe." She pointed to a chair that was situated so the bathroom was completely out of view.

[Sparkles]

The king nodded sympathetically and groaned quietly as he moved his shoulders, "as you wish Shikir" he said quietly, closing his eyes as an indication that it was time for his rest and time for Shikir to get going, in a nice way.

Tarsha watched Kaabel, tapping her foot underneath the desk, nervous for some reason. "yes" she said as she rubbed her fingers on the desktop, feeling the bumps and gouges in the wood under her fingerprints.

[Cloud Strife]

Another nod followed as Kaabel continued to sit there, thumbing through the book he'd grasped before shutting it abruptly. "Alright. It just became very awkward, hm? Let's see...what shall we talk about? I mean...pick a topic. Ask me a question. Anything. I just cannot stand silence and awkward conversation. Makes me nervous..and I am sure it is the same with you." He emit with a soft chuckle. Kaabel despised awkward situations and so..he did something about it!

Shikir, meanwhile, bowed once before flashing him a small smile. "Sleep well, Your Majesty." Soon after that, he left with a sigh. Now, he supposed it was time to seek out his dear, estranged sibling.

[Tifa Lockhart]

LIthren sat on a window seat near on of the castles large panelled windows. She stared out over the kingdom at sunset, it was beautiful.

The prince sighed as he went into the bathroom and began to undress.
"My day? Lets see... first i was in the library, doing nothing in particular... then i went to visit father and he told me my sister was to marry some foreign prince. I didn't like the idea... i tried to leave.. got caught... came back here." He winced as he put his foot in the hot water.
"Went to the pub when i shouldn't have... had someone try to kill me... met the prince my sister is to marry... all in all, my day was just great!" He said sarcastically. But deep down his greatest concern was his fathers dwindling health,he didn't think he'd be able to keep the kingdom afloat... even with his sister helping.

[Sparkles]

Tarsha smiled properly now, alright so he was trying... that was okay but they weren't excactly getting anywhere. "Fair enough" she put the book she was reading to the side and thought for a moment, "Um... how long did it take to get from the edge of Lartonia to here?" she guessed a long time considering the kingdom was VERY vaste! the reason why the only other kingdom they competed with was Lartonia as they had about 3/4 of she amount of land also.

[cherokeestorm]

Anquie listened intently as the Prince explained his day. "Doesn't sound to appealing, I can see why you are not in a great mood." She looked out the window, it was dark now and the first bright star, sitting where the sun had set, shone brightly, its tail seeming to touch the land its self. "So how do you plan to improve this mood you are in?"

[Tifa Lockhart]

The prince shrugged as he washed himself.
"I don't know A. I think the only thing that could cheer me up is dad getting out of bed and coming to duel with me... and that isnt going to happen." he sighed.

[Sparkles]

The king watched the door for a few minutes, what had he done? He'd sold his daughter, nearly got his son killed- now Stehan was acting different, for better or worst he wasn't sure.
As he thought of this, he suddenly got a feeling of being very weak. His toes went numb and he winced; it was like incredible cold, then his feet; what was happening? After that his legs gave way and his muscle strength deteriorated over a few minutes.
At this moment the king became increasingly worried and moved his arm for the small liquids; maybe if he drank then the rest would go away. His hand grasped around the small glass bottle but as he braught it too his lips his hand fell to his bed.
A small smash sounded: nothing major. He tried to yell for help but all that came out was a wrasp of air that hurt his throat. The king's eyes widened, full of fear for the first time in his life. Not proper fear for himself but for his kingdom, his friends, his children, how would they react if something happened? He felt excrusiatingly weak and tried once more. This time sound came out. "Shikir" she king yelled, although febally. He felt horrible and yet suddenly the cold was gone. Though he was not going to take any chances, he wanted to speak with his children, now. He would make them listen if he had to. They were going to here him out now for he feared they would not again.

[Cloud Strife]

Kaabel grinned a bit, happy to finally recieve a smile and a response that could be deemed as conversational from the woman before him. "Mm...well, let's see. It took me about....I don't know, about a day or so to get here on horse. I stopped on the outskirts for a little while...just to get acclimated with the area around. You know? It wasn't that bad of a ride." He smiled once more before shrugging.

Shikir had only just started to walk down the hallway when he heard the strangled plea from the King's room. He froze, his elven ears twitching, and off he went. He flew down the hallway from which he came and entered the room. "Your Majesty? What is wrong? I heard your cry. Are you harmed?" He spoke urgently, eyes wide with worry. >_<

[Sparkles]

Tarsha nodded, "Is it hotter in Lartonia?" she questioned, knowing soon that it would start to snow in Keshia like it did each year. She didn't know too much about places ouside of Keshia, she loved it too much to leave.

The king bit down on his tongue to stable himself before looking at Shikir with sadened eyes. "I'd like to speak with my children" he said softly, giving up with the act that he was fine, knowing, finally... that he was not.

[Cloud Strife]

Kaabel nodded a bit. "A slight bit hotter, yes. However, it usually snows around this time of year." He emit with a slight shrug. "What about Keshia? What is it like?"

Shikir looked at the King with saddened eyes as well, knowing what the great man wished to do. "Of course, Your Majesty. I'll fetch them immediately..." With that, he placed a proper and respectful kiss to the back of his Lord's hand, and exited the room quickly; heading down the hallway and to the Prince's room. A small knock would soon follow as he approached.