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Post by Ademar on Sept 8, 2007 14:35:44 GMT -5
No one had expected the attack on England. No one even knew who this was, the crest of the many fallen and battle hardened knights where of no kingdom Ademar had even seen before. These men rode with black colors, sharpened swords and horses that seemed as eager to kill as their riders. for a year this war raged, men of England defending their kingdom under the rule of Prince Ademar. Crowned prince because his mother and father had long since passed on. He was a strong and loved leader. Everyone in his kingdom looked up to Ademar, his knights would sacrifice their lives for him without a second thought. Ademar had planned out this one last battle, to end it once and for all. The women of the kingdom were fearful for the men tho. This battle would see the end of many brave men, but could also see the end to the war. Ademar gave every man in his guild the choice of whether or not they wanted to fight this battle. It didn't even take a second for every man in his fighting force to simultaneously shout. "we will fight for England! we will die for England!" Ademar raised his sword high in the air. "Let us bring them hell!! Today, let us show these demons the true way, to Live life by the sword!!" His men yelled and cheered for his encouragement, and that morning before the sun even rose, Ademar mounted his horse in front of his army and they rode hard out of the kingdom. The young valiant prince would bring peace to his kingdom once again, no matter what the cost. the two armies met in the middle of an open clearing of dirt and rock. Both sides itching to fight, ready to end this. and suddenly the first arrow was fired from the evil side of this tension filled flat. Soaring through the air the arrow landed in the midst of Ademar's men and it was a close shot. Ademar raised his word and shouted and the two armies ran towards each other. For three days and three nights the battle raged, but it did not end the way Ademar had hoped. The black knight army retreated, but he knew they would be back. On the fourth morning the men re-entered the Kingdom inside London and were cheering and yet Ademar had been injured. They took him to his room where the healers began treating his wounds. they spent hours treating him until he was stable once more. Ademar had no love, he was to involved in his work to think of it. The wounded young prince lay in his bed staring at the ceiling so exhausted and sore as some times a young servant girl would come to him and ask if he needed anything or a healer would come and check on him. All he could think about was that army returning again.
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Post by Aurora on Sept 8, 2007 17:47:41 GMT -5
Aurora was a very hard worker of the castle. She was loved by all there. She did have some tomboy qualities to her work, but it only made her loved all the better. She was sweet and oh so kind. Always working though, it was as if she never stopped. She was a stable hand at the castle ruled so well by the crowned prince, Ademar. She herself knew nothing of war or what it was like, but she was excellent at the spar. She trained horses for a living. She thought that they were the most amazing animals to be n this land. She sometimes, if she saw a knight doing something that could be improved, helped them.
It was early morning now and it had only been overnight since the wounded prince had been brought in. She herself had never seen him in person, so she wouldn't really be able to tell you what he looked like. She was up in her riding outfit which consisted of riding breeches a white short sleve blouse that buttoned in the front and a riding pin at the neck of it. On top she didn't wear a jacket. It was hot already but she had her black leather riding gloves and was placing them on her hands as she walked with a riding crop in her other hand. Her long golden brown hair was tied back in a pony tail by a gold ribbon to match her outfit. She also knee length black riding boots. One thing about her, was that she knew all the knight's by name, and they knew her. "Morning Lady Aurora!" Called one to her happily. "Morning Sir Lothar!" She said back with a warm smile and a small wave of her now gloved hand. "Practicing so soon?" She asked him seeing as he was one of the few already up before the sun as she. "Yes, I need to get this right. The arrow doesn't seem to like hitting it's target" This made her chuckle lightly and she ran over to where he was at the shooting range before his officer caught her there. "here, show me how you hold the bow" He looked to her a little confused and took up the bow. "Ok, well here is your mistake. Use your cheek as a lever, and your elbow must be straight and aim just a little higher than the red circle, and I promise you it shall make it's mark"
The knight trusted her and so took up an arrow and put it where it went. He straightened his posture and did everything she had intructed him to do. He pulled back and the next thing he knew he had made it perfectly to the center and Aurora praised him. "Nicely done Lothar!!" She placed a friendly hand on his shoulder. "Keep that up and you shall see that you shall get far, your officer shall be proud. Now, as for me I must be off here before I get scolded by him" With a light chuckled she was off. Aurora was now heading down the golden dirt path towards the stable where she would be working on the prince's horse. He was so horribly spooked from the events of the day before that he would let no one go near him.
The courtyard was a beautiful place. The grass was the greenest it could ever be seen and the roads were either a pure golden dirt road or they were made of the most precise cobblestone. The rest was just a foundtain in the middle of it and a marble stable for the royal horses. She took care of over 500 horses all on her own. Which was why she was up so early and went to bed so late. Because she rode, she had an amazing figure to go with her flawless complection and beautiful smile. Such white pearly teeth and pink lips that were always moist. She was the only stable hand of the castle, and because she had the respect of so many they helped her out when they could and she would always appreciate it. She exited the servants quarters where she slept and made Lothar more confident in himself and soon she was unlatching the gate to the pasture where Ademar's horse was running wild, bucking and kicking and running as if he was comepletly a horse from the wild. Adonel was his name and this was not the first time she had worked on this beautiful animal. Of the 500, he truely was her favorite, but she did not dare ride him more than she had to.
Two knights by the names of Sir Percival and Sir Theudovald saw that she was approching the horse and they went to the stables and grabbed two lead ropes. They looked like they were going to kill the animal when in reality they were only latching the clips to the halter of the horse. Succeeding after a while and pulling him down so that he would stop rearing. Aurora stopped though placing the crop at the gate and leaving it there so as not to startle the animal. She went and cautiously placed her hand on his muzzle. At the moment Adonel was unpredictable. She tried to calm him, speaking to him in french. "Adonel, être calme. Vous êtes bien et dans la bonne compagnie. Je vous promets." She waited for him to calm, the reson she had this job was clear, for he did calm. She gave him a warm smile, but her gaze went to the knights. "Thank you both gentleman, you've been wonderful help." Sir Percival nodded his head and he walked away, but Sir Theudovauld looked to her. "Be careful My Lady, he has seen much and he is stil unpredictable" Aurora nodded "thank you for the concern My lord, I shall be careful I can assure you.."
With that he nodded and bowed before he left. Her green eyes looking back to the bay horse who's coat gleamed in the sunlight of the morning that was breaking over the horizon. She decided that before she got on Adonel that she was going to lunge him. Aurora took the two lead lines off and she put on the lunge line and she made the horse go in a circle at many paces arouns her until he would be tired enough not to be jumpy when she got on him. After about an hour or so she stopped and walked to him placing a gently hand on his neck and stroking him gently. "Le bon garçon, Adonel. Je ne peux pas m'imaginer que vous avez vu, mais je le plains. J'espère seulement que vous pouvez trouver le repos ici dans votre maison et avec votre maître renommé." She felt bad for the animal, but she led him back to the stables where she saddled him in her saddle. It was lighter than that of the prince's and he would need to start off as if no one had ever riden him before. She brushed him off and tacked him up and she led him outside.
Aurora walked the horse to the open grassy area just before the Prince's window, she didn't know where his room was so she was not worried, but she got on a log and mounted the horse and he seemed jumpy and moved around as she quickly took up the reins. Pulling him back gently as her hand tried to sooth him. "Adonel facile et facile. Vous êtes tranquille, je ne vous blesserai pas." he calmed once more and she started riding. He was doing well and was smooth. Of course most of the knights were impressed for not even they had been able to get the horse to settle down for thirty seconds and already the Lady was riding him. "Bon Adonel de garçon ! Je suis fier de vous!" She smiled petting and praising him for a moment. She rode him a round a little more and then the sun was getting hot so she dismounted and headed to the horses' water near the wall of the castle just under the window of the royal room. Had she known that she was dissturbing the Prince she would not have done what she was doing with his horse.
((French: Adonel, be still. You're alright and in good company. I promise you.------Good boy, Adonel. I cannot imagine what you have seen, but I am sorry for it. I only hope that you can find rest here in your home and with your well known master.------Easy, easy Adonel. You're in good hands, I'm not going to hurt you.-------Good boy Adonel! I'm proud of you!))
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Post by Ademar on Sept 8, 2007 19:14:41 GMT -5
Ademar was getting restless in the bed as he lay there all night long. His wounds pained him and he hated being so still. morning broke over the hills of his fair kingdom, illuminating his room so lightly at first as it slowly crept up his window. The shadows on his bed left as the sun pierced the darkness of his room. He was so terribly sore and he was instructed to stay as still as he could. But Ademar was simply to stubborn to listen to that mess. He slowly sat up in the bed and let his legs hang over the side of it as they rubbed gently over the red silk across his bed. he grunted in a low tone form pain as he sat up but he didn't care, he had things to do, and he couldn't be confined to the blasted bed any longer.
His bare feet touched the cold of the cobble stone floors lightly as he slid more towards the edge of the bed. Only in his loose black leggings he had no shirt on as he stood up, but he was so bandaged across his torso and chest that it didn't matter. He stood up gently and walked to the window that the light had crept in, each step was painful as he felt his sore tense muscles ripple with every step. he walked to the window and looked out over the open field that Adonel was in, he had this field placed here for that specific purpose. He loved his horse like a best friend. He saw his poor steed running and bucking frantically, his heart felt for the poor thing, he knew he must still be terribly frightened.
Ademar held his hands behind his back and watch his friend run around the entire pin until soon the stable hand and two knights came out. He looked to her curiously. He had seen her before but only for a few moments at a time. he watched as the two men got his horse to stay down for a moment and she walked up to him nd began speaking to him words Ademar could not hear. But Adonel calmed for her and the two men left. He was truly amazed, the young prince did not expect her to be capable of such a feat. Sure enough this girl was quite capable for her position in his castle.
Ademar stood in the window watching her as she calmed him more but he could not stand forever. The sore man turned around and walked slowly and painfully into his kitchen. The royal room was like a suite, its own kitchen and of course a bath house, sitting room and then his living chambers. Ademar walked into the kitchen as the sun began to warm up his floors slowly and easily. He found it nearly to painful to prepare himself anything exquisite for breakfast so he simply cracked open a few eggs and began cooking them over a small fire in the kitchen. Scrambled, the way he liked them, still slightly runny. he smiled at the smell of his breakfast and placed the eggs upon a silver plate and placed the hot pan into a tub of warm water. Steam rose from the water as the hot steel entered the water. Ademar grabbed a silver fork form one of his many drawers and placed it ont he plate gently. He grabbed it in his left hand and walked to his door a little faster as his muscles were slowly starting to listen to his commands easier.
UNlocking the massive door he opened it slowly, yet it took much of his strength that he had left. These doors were truly amazing, massive 20 feet tall solid wood with steel barricades. Gold en-crested decorations all around the outside edges of the door. His crest in silver and gold upon the face of both doors. Halves of the crest on each door, forming the whole image of the crossing swords and a steed when they were closed. A knight standing at the door as his guard quickly grabbed up the fresh pitcher of cold milk and handed it to the prince. "Good morning My Lord, I pray you feel more alive this morning" Said James, one of his greatest friends and personal guards. The prince smiled and nodded taking the pitcher in his free right hand and nodded to his friend. "aah!, good morning James, I feel splendid this morning" His voice was strong and full of life, happy and let one know he knew what he spoke of. For Ademar was not known as a fool by any means, he never once opened his mouth unless he knew what he was talking about. James smiled and laughed lightly, "alright my Lord, just sit down and don't strain yourself." Ademar smiled and nodded and with hat he turned and began walking back into his room as James shut and locked the Prince's door.
Walking slowly to his room he sat down on a small table next to a window beside the one he had stood at earlier. Placing his breakfast down on the table he opened the curtains and sat down right beside the window. He began eating the eggs politely even if he was by himself, its just who he was as a person. Something outside the window caught his eye tho, and he turned his head to see what it was. There int he pin was the young girl as she mounted Adonel carefully, continuing to sooth him and calm him. Ademar smiled seeing as she had successfully tamed him again and began riding him lightly around the field. He was impressed with her thoroughly as he nodded to himself. "She truly has a talent that few posses" He went back to his food and ate it slowly until he was finished but he heard hoof beats coming closer and closer. He looked out the window and saw her bring Adonel for a drink under the window, and Ademar got his first up close look at the girl.
His eyes widened for a moment as he saw her, sweating lightly as she walked up under his window and pet the horse as he drank the cool water. He smiled as he saw how stunningly beautiful she was, although the prince never ha interest in the love of a good woman before, it didn't mean he didn't know what a beauty was. She truly was something special as he looked to her, such beauty, grace and talent. He decided to thank her for helping her poor horse and he stood from his seat and took is dishes tot he same tub of water. Placing them in the wooden basin he then went to the door and opened it and spoke to James. "James, I have a message I wish sent" The faithful knight turned and nodded. "but of course my Lord, what is it?" Ademar smiled and responded softly. "The stable girl, she has just taken care of my horse so splendidly, please send her the message of my thanks, and tell her she is invited to dine with me this evening to show my gratitude, that is all" James nodded and called for a scribe immediately as Ademar went back into his room.
He walked slowly into his bath house and drew the hottest water he could, placing some soothing oils into the water that would help his muscles to relax. Shedding his clothes from his extremely toned body he sank oh so slowly into the soothing yet steaming hot water and began to relax as a deep breath escaped his soft lips.
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Post by Aurora on Sept 9, 2007 0:38:33 GMT -5
Aurora's gentle hand caressed the neck of the horse as he drank. She was sweating just a little bit as it ran down her chest with the slightest of sparkles. She knew that the horse had done very well, and she would push him no more than he needed to be pushed. She sighed gently as now he was playing with the water. She and Adonel had become good friends, have been for as long as she worked here. He was her favorite color and had this wonderful personality, but then again, she loved all horses. in Adonel's playing he splashed her lightly and then nodded his head up and down mockingly and it made her chuckle "Hey!" Aurora couldn't help but smile. He trusted her, she only hoped he would behave as such with his master. His master...She thought for a moment. The thought of this not being her horse came to mind and she sighed lightly. "come Adonel, I wish not get into trouble." She had much work to do today and she had stalled enough. She pulled the reigns over Adonel's head and held them in her hands, walking now towards the white marble stalls. The one reason why she decided to work here. The stalls. They were the most beautiful and most organized she had ever seen. Beautiful, smooth pilars decorated the space between each stall and there was a long cool hallway in the middle of the building. Enough housing for over 500 horses. She passed knights as they were checking on the condition of their horses. They of course were alwayd beaten by her since she feed and groomed them all before they were even dressed in the morning. Adonel was her last horse of the day, but there were new horses that needed to be trained and a mare that was about ready to give birth. She checked on Dutchess seeing she was well and eating made her smiled. Her soft hand opening the stall door to her comfortable living quarters. She went in and stroked her gently. Thoughts of her wanting her own horse flooded her for a moment as she thought of what a powerful animal would be born anytime. It was Adonel's son, the first born of this stable, and obviously royalty seeing as Adonel's master was a prince. Most knight's knew that she longed for her own horse, but she had no money, what little she had she needed to use to live. She had one good gown and her riding outfit. That was it. She of course was not complaing though. She lived simple and she liked it like that. Sir Stephen, one of her friends, passed by. "My Lady Aurora!" He smiled warmly to her as always and she smiled right back to him. "My Lord Stephen, how fare you?" He had a handsome build, blond brown hair and amazing green blue eyes. She hadn't thought of love at all, but she still thought him handsome. He had a deep voice and yet it fit him well. "I'm quiet alright My Lady, how are you and Dutchess?" Aurora glanced over to the mare as she walked aimlessly around the stall. "I'm alright, busy as usual, but nothing I don't enjoy. As for Dutchess, she's due any day now. I'm eager to see what a grand foal she will have." She smiled warmly. "Indeed.." He answered politely. "Well, My lady, I'm sorry for the short conversation this day, but I am needed." Aurora nodded completely understanding. "Yes yes, of course My Lord, I dare not keep you any longer." With that he bowed lightly to her and ran off at a jog towards the armory , where he would be fitten for his knight's armor and uniform. She was proud of him for he had gone up a rank. Aurora said her goodbyes to the horse and congradulated her as she gave her a whole apple to munch on. She reached out for the stall door and unlached it as it opened without a squeek. She loved everything about this place. As she was exiting though, a messenger of some kind came running towards her with a message. "My Lady?" He of course did not know her name, niether did the Prince, but that didn't bother her. "yes?" She answered back politely. His medium voice spoke out again. "I have a letter for you. If you wish the Prince asks that you give him an answer when you can or you may tell me and I would be glad to deliver it to him." He gave her a reassuring smile that whatever was in the letter he would handle with care. "The prince?" She asked curiously as she now took the letter gently from his hands. Thanking him of course, she saw the royal wax seal with the coat of arms on it. "I..wonder what I did.." She spoke to herself for a moment as she opened it and read it. The letter was neatly written, and very well put out. It read: A word of Thank you for tending to Adonel. You do superb work and I am in debted to you for calming my friend. An invitation to dine with me this evening is yours should you choose to accept it. Many thank you's from the humble Prince. ~Ademar She thought it amazing that for once her work was seen. She wondered if he knew that she was the only stablehand that he had in his guild. She did everything though; swords, bows, jousting, and of course riding. She herself believed that if she was given a chance to train the knights that she would be able to. The letter moved her though and a smile formed over her lips. She dared not refuse it. "Send word to the Prince that I do accept his offer." She handed him back the letter and sense of pride came over her though as she gave it to him. Dinner with the Prince, that could be exciting. "Very well My lady, I'm sure he will be pleased." Unfortunately for him, he did not get her name, but it was alright. She watched as he jogged back out of the long hallway of the stable. She kept this place well, not a mess in sight or a spot of dirt. Everything was always in it's place. She looked around once more for a moment, making sure that she had not forgotten anything. She hung up her black riding helmet, which she didn't usualy wear, but it did come in handy with the most spirited horses that she had to train. She watched as the messenger ran out of the hallway until his footsteps dissappeared. She felt so much bigger than usual. Dinner with the Prince himself. I wonder what he's like? She herself walked out of the long and sparkling hallway of marble. Aurora was walking out and on her way down the golden dirt road of the courtyard near the fountain when she saw Sir Lothar about to show his captain that he had indeed improved. She saw his nerves and his arm was shaky, so Aurora ran quickly up to the tower, only a few stone steps and she made it to just behind the target and she was at the window where he would clearly be able to see her. She smiled warmly to him and made sure to keep out of sight of his officer. She pretended like she herself was holding a bow and she reminded him with body language about using his cheek as a lever, and keeping his elbow straight and to aim a little higher than the target. Sir Lothar seemed to calm his nerves as he saw that she was looking out for him, and being sneaky at that. But he nodded and with her advice, took the shot. The arrow pierced the wind as the sound of a light whistle wizzed through the air. And then the thump of the shot, signifying that it had indeed at least hit the target. Aurora crossed her fingers and closed her eyes before she hard Lord Trustin's voice ring out. "Nicely done Lothar!" Aurora quickly opened her eyes and she smiled to him, giving him a small wave before she dissappeared. Lothar smiled at her as well, but made sure that Lord Trustin did not see her. She ran out of the tower and opened the wooden door. She had her gloves and riding crop in her hand as usual. Casually, she walked down the path as if she had done nothing. For some reason Lord Trustin did not like her, he thought her to be 'in the way' and a 'distraction to the knight's'. She knew that all too well and she did her best to stay out of his way. He was strict though, and so she did as much as she could for the knight's under his control to succeed. Aurora walked down the path and opened the heavy door to the tower of the servants quarters to where she slept. The door though was old and used, and so it was very heavy, especially to her small frame and after a hard day's work. She pushed at it and then ended up pushing it open with her back and with all her strength the door opened. And she let out a sigh from the pushing. She closed it with ease though and then walked down the dark hallway to her room where she drew herself a warm bath. Her room was very small, all that there was inside was a normal bed (nothing special), a bookcase,a small wardrobe, a small table to eat on, and a bathhouse. She had also a mirror that was long and behind the door. Any noise that would go on in her room would most definately not be heard anywhere else in the castle. Aurora bathed lightly, the water in small beads running off her skin as she washed herself thouroughly and she dressed in her only other gown once finished. It was nothing special either. Blue with a silver trim and she was lucky to have a matching cloak to go with it. She went before the mirror and she did her hair nicely. It was long and so she did it half up and half down and curled the ends of it lightly as she placed the rest of it over her shoulder. She let the curls go after about a half hour and they cascaded over her shoulded like a spring waterfall. She looked stunning. The first time really she had ever dressed up. She felt a little nervous. Still she had time though, so spraying herself with a little light, clean smelling perfume of garden flowers, she slipped on her simple black slip on shoes and took the cloak from her hook and walked out the door. She made her way to the tavern where she wished to asked some of the knights that where on night duty to do her a favor. The tavern was merely outside the castle walls and the guards knowingly let her through. They, themselves did not recognize her beautiful form under the gown. She smiled to them and that's when they realized it was her. "You look lovely, Lady Aurora!" They called to her. She blushed lightly and smiled. "thank you My Lords...I appreciate the compliment." She walked through the small opening they had made for her. Once she had gone through they closed it with a loud squeek of the gates and kept watch over her until she reached the tavern. Being the only female working outdoors she was known well and was the only one who stood out in a tavern full of loyal knights. When she walked in and they noticed that she was a woman they looked over a little confused as they realized it was her. They were all stunned at how she looked and it slightly got quiet before she smiled and jokingly teased. "Well, what do you think?" She smiled knowing that they would only be polite about it, they knew better, none of them married though, and without lovers at that. Sir Stephen was the first to speak out though. "My Lady Aurora! Is that you?? Truely an Angel amoug these humble knights! Come sit, I shall get you a drink." He had always been kind to her, but she smiled warmly as the rest agreed with what he said. " You know I don't drink." He gave his low chuckle which she loved to hear. "Which is why I've already ordered you a warm cider freshly made, you could use a rest My Lady, you do more than all of us put together. Please, join us, you're more than welcome here." The knight's agreed. "HERE HERE!" They chanted lightly. "alright alright, but I cannot stay long." She said smiling before she went and sat down before Sir Stephen in the booth. "Thank you My lord, the drink was much appreciated." He smiled back to her. "'twas no problem at all My Lady" They talked for a while before she got up. Thanking him once more for the drink. She asked him for a favor. "My Lord, I know you are on duty this night" (she made it a point to know all their sceduals for the horses of course to know when they were to be needed) "I was hoping you could do me a favor?" She was of course asking kindly. "Of course My Lady, what is it you ask of me?" She smiled seeing as he agreed before she even asked him what the favor was. "Dutchess above all horses needs to be checked on. I would of course stay up myself and do it, but I've a meeting with the prince." He understood and without further delay urged her to go. "Go on go on, worry not she is in good hands, now run along, you're going to be late." He chuckled his low laught again and she smiled, thanking him once more she walked out of the tavern placing her hood over herself once more. The guards let her in again, and she walked to the main doors where the servants opened it for her. She had never been in here before so she was fascinated by all the tapestries and armaments that were decorating the stone walls. She took off her hood once inside, but as she was about to go into the hall where they would have announced her to the prince, Sir Stephen came running to her out of breath and in a hurry. "My Lady!!!" He yelled. She of course turned around quickly at the echo from the halls and saw him running towards her. "My lady! Dutchess is in need! She is giving birth!" Aurora's eyes widened and she looked from the knight to the double doors before her. The dinner could wait. She decided and without another word she ran towards the knight and out the doubel doors and to the stables in her only dress. She had never reacted so quickly, she was excited but woried all at the same time. She was running and holding the front of her dress as she ran to the middle stall where she was being kept and saw that she was panicing and unable to deliver the foal. She asked some of the knigt's standing there to give her room and to get her out of the stall. "Please...bring me rags and a warm towel" She asked quickly, nicely but hurridly. They ran off and did as they were told, coming back moments later with what they were asked to. Aurora took hold of the towels and used it to calm Dutchess. She did what she could, calming the animal helping her with what she could until finally, the foal emerged. Aurora of course smiled and pat the horse. The knight's only wactching for they had no idea what to do. She pet the horse soothingly, congradulating her and going over to the foal, she cleaned him up with the other warm towel that had been brought in. She cleaned the bay horse, he was a strong boy, and he looked just like his father, and had his mothers eyes. Amazing creature. "he's beautiful" She said outloud as the knight's watched happily. "another horse fit for royalty. Of course the first born in the stables ever. She herself had seen this entire thing through. She thought of what had happened though, her good gown had been ruined, he only gown at that, it had been stained, which only made her look down at herself and sigh lightly. Aurora cleaned up her hands and left the mother and child for the nifht as the knight's congradulated her and they went off back to the tavern. It was almost one in the morning now. Her dinner with the Prince unexpectedly canceled, she felt horrible for she didn't even have the chance to tell him that she would not be able to make it. What a horrible first impression. She made sure everything was as it was before and so walked quietly back to her quarters. She wouldn't blame the prince if he didn't want to speak to her again. She bit her lip as she tried to open the door once more. The same issue with the door, but it gave way and she went inside and down the long hall to her room where she bathed once more and got some well deserved sleep. She didn't even send the Prince an appology. She was too tired, and now she woul dhave to be up twice as early to make sure the foal ate so that it would grow up to be as his father. Strong and a good warhorse. One day....I'll have one of my own. That was her last thought before sleep took her.
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Post by Ademar on Sept 9, 2007 2:23:30 GMT -5
Ademar lay in the hot bath relaxing his sore muscles as best as he could. He desperatly needed to get his taut toned muscles to sooth and relax, for even walking was hurting him. He closed his eyes, but he began seeing the very thing he wished he could forget. Every time he closed his saphire blue eyes he saw that last battle with the strabge army that seemd to have no kingdom to call their own. he had been beaten and bruised and even stabbed on this bloody day. His sword gripped firmly in his riht hand as he slaughtered many of these black knights on the battlefield himself. Some knights that fought that day would say that Ademar was the whole reason the entire army reatreated in fear of England and its Prince. He soaked in the bath for an hour before his water grew cold. he let out a small sigh as he slowly stood in the marble tub as the water dripped off of his flawless body and into the tub. Grabbing a towl he stepped out and began to dry himself.
Looking to himself in the mirror as he wrapped the white and gold trimmed towel around his waist, he didnt know what he saw. Did he see a strong prince...or a foolhearty warrior? He wished at this moment like he had manyt imes before that he knew his father before he died. He wished he knew what his father would have done in this time of war. Ademar didnt know if his actions were justified by the means of a righteos decision made as a leader, or a if they were arogant attempts to be the valiant warrior that he knew resided in his soul. Sighing deeply for a moment he ran a war torn yet soft hand through his brown hair, slicking it backwards atop his head.
He tried to let it all go, even for just a moment. After drying himself he dropped the towel into the floor of the bath house and walked naked into his room. The sun danced over his skin for a moment as he walked to his wadrobe. He looked to the massive dark wooden doors of his wadrobe and opend them simulatiously. Swinging open freely the wadrobe was filled with jewlry and cloaks and leggings and outfits and crowns galore. Everything the Prince could ever wear for anny occasion. He got dressed in a simple outfit of wine red and golden trim. The cloak to match and his dark leather boots. Ademar wore his hair simply placed back upon his head as he always had. His dark brown hair came down almost to his shoulders.
After closing the chesnut wardrobe and finding that he looked decent as always he walked slowly over the stone floors as his boots made the old familiar sound over them. He found his way over to his small armament closet, almost like his wardrobe, but reserved for his weapons and armor. He opend the oak doors of the old cabinate and saw his battle torn armor. Some of the cuts and scrapes along the gold silver and steel still fresh with the smell of battle. His hand reached out and gently grabbed the scabbard of his sword, But as his grip clentched around the sword a sudden flashback of the battle hit him. He saw himself being stabbed, but the flash of memmory was gone as soon as it came, leaving behind the beginings of a headache.
He shut the cabinate and strapped the sword to his left side, closing his eyes as he fastened the belt in front of him. Taking a deep breath he opened his eyes and turned around and began walking to the door. Leaving his room James follwoed his every move as was his job. The personal guard of the Prince high Rpyal escort, famed to be the second best fighter in the land, next to the prince himself. James and the prince exchanged lihght conversation on the way to the throne room this morning. The men were friends, have been since either of them could hold a sword. as they reached the throne room the guards at the doors opend them fo r the prince and his guard, and wihtout missing a beat they continued walking in and talking. Ademar's cloak floating lightly behind him as he walked. Once he was finally at his throne Ademar sat down andbegan speaking with Captains and judges, clerks and noblemen. Most of his business was about the war and the affect on the entire country.
All day he sat on the marble and gold throne as he ruled his kingdom fairly. But the day grew on and he became hungry, and ws infact excited about his plans, for he had been informed of the ladies acceptance of his invitation. He wanted to thank her properly, give her a fine dinner of wich he would help prepair himslf.
Walking swiftly to the kitchen he took off his cloak andhung it up gently just beside the door and also hanging his sword there as well. Ademar rolled up his sleeves and with a smile on his face greated the cooks he knew well, who had tought him everything he knew. He began helping them with the special dinner. They cooked up only the finest meats and vegetables his kingdom had to offer. Ademar spent hours in the kitchen perfecting this dinner untill he was satisfied with it. He went into the small wash room and freshed up and then fixed his attire as the dinner was brought out to the small table and set up so beautifully.
The young prince sat down in his tall cushiony chair at the end of the small table with a smile on his face as he lit a small candle on the table. He sat and began waiting patiently, but hours passed and the girl never came. Not even so much as a reason or a message. He was not angry, only a little concerned. He sent for a scribe and told him to go to her in the morning and make sure she was alright. Ademar did not even know his Adonel was a father, this sort of information had not reached the young prince.
Ademar sighed deeply, he didnt even get to eat as he had been waiting on her arrival, but he grabbed a piece of meat and began walking back to his chambers. Eating it quickly before he got home Ademar wondered what it was that had happend. He said a quick silent prayer for her as he entered his massive room and the doors shut. The prince was exhausted from his work by this hour and he got undressed letting his garments flow gracefully tot he floor. He placed his sword back into its place and then walked back to his bed. Only in his leggings the now sore prince cralwed into the massive silk ridden bed and clsoed his eyes drifitng to sleep shortly there after.
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Post by Aurora on Sept 9, 2007 15:36:46 GMT -5
Aurora had slept well that night, but her hazle green hues opened at two in the morning. She had now almost triple the work to do, so she was exausted, or would be in a week or so. She looked at the ceiling for a moment, there was no window in her room, but she knew that it was early and that the sun would not rise for another few hours. Without another thought, Aurora streched her arms and yawned in the bed gently and then pushed the covers off herself. She slipped on her light slippers and made her own bed as she always had. Placing the two pillows on the bed once finished she didn't make anything to eat today. She went straight to the wardrobe where her stablehand uniform was. Her white blouse and riding breeches, along with her riding knee high boots and her crop with gloves.
Aurora quickly brushed her silky golden hair and put it up in a ribbon as always. She pulled off her nightgown and hung it up in the wardrobe. She put on her corset under and then her white blouse and her riding breeches and then pulled on the black leather boots. Her hands reached out and took the gloves and riding crop, leaving the room always neat and picked up. Aurora opened the door and walked down the long dark hallway that followed getting to the annoying door she pushed it open and walked out onto the dirt road of the courtyard.
It felt odd to her to be out and about when there was absolutely no one there. She walked in the dark over to the stables where she went to Dutchess' stall. Seeing the foal already walking wabbly like and it made her chuckle, but at the same time a yawn escaped her lips. She watched them for a moment and then she looked down the hallway that seemed to streach forever now that she looked at it. She shook it off though and got to work. Throwing a flake of hay in each stall and making sure the water was full and clean. Grooming each and every horse, their coats were always gleaming and were clean. Dirt never seemed to find the coats of these animals.
Aurora worked hard, and then as the sun started to come up, others came and were getting set up to start the training of the day. Aurora already was glistening in light sweat as she cleaned out the stalls, put in new hay, and took off the blankets that covered each of the horses. She stoped for a moment, leaning against the wheelburrow that was full of manure and wiped her forhead with the back of her hand lightly. She was still clean herself, just a little sweaty. Her eyes looked around and then sighed once more as she got back to work. It was late afternoon when she finished with the chores of the day.
Aurora walked to the tack room where the hundreds of saddles, bridles, and girths where placed and she found a special hook that she had made for the foal only months before his arrival. Since, he in turn was born to the Prince's horse, she had the most amazing halter made for him. It was black leather with a small gold plate on the strap where, when his name was chosen, it would go. She smiled as she took it up into her hand along with the matching lead rope and made her way once more to Dutchess' stall. The small foal still trying to get used to walking. "You'll get it in time little one..." she chuckled lightly as she went to him placing her hand out to him palm first so that he could smell her, and know that she was not there to harm him. He nudged her gently, and then the smallest of whinnies came from him. Adorable was the only word to describe that. She unlatched the buckle on the halter and she gently slipped it over his muzzle and gently over the top of his ears and buckling it gently on the other side of his small head. She looked at him and smiled. "You look incredibly handsom little one..." She placed the lead rope on the latch and then led him out of the stall to let his mother get some rest.
Aurora led the beautiful baby boy around the courtyard, all the knight's thinking he was the most adorable, but they saw his future potential as well. He was a strong foal. She led the little one to one of the areans where she let the lead rope off the halter and he started to run and jump around. Sometimes following Aurora as she ran away from him. To be honest she was enjoying the playful foal. She was laughing lightly and most of the knights that knew her turned their heads to see what she was laughing at and then smiled, continued what they were doing once seeing that she was merely making a strong foal stronger. She was out of breath now as she collapsed on the green grass chuckling. The foal coming up to her and using his nose to push her slightly as if wondering if she was alright. It made her smile and she pet him. Getting up she dusted herself off and latched the lead rope on him once more before taking him back to the stall. Placing him back with his mother she wondered what they would name him. She made sure the stall door was secure as she exited it.
She wiped her hands clean on a rag that she had and then placed it in a landry basket that was at the end of the hall. She placed everything where it had to go and then went to the well were she started to freshen up and clean off. She was rinsing her face and making herself look presentable again. Her shirt still pressed and neat and she was only slightly dirty from the foal on her pants. She was slightly started though for Sir Lothar came to her and spoke in the quiet that surrounded her. His voice deep and that of a well developed man. "I...must thank you My lady Aurora. I would not be where I am now were it not for your advice yesterday."
She turned to see that he was there and took in a light breath. "you startled me..." She chuckled. Warmness came over her though, he was here talking to her eventhough he could get in trouble for it. She smiled warmly. "It was not a problem at all, I can assure you." She did notice though that he was wearing a new uniform. It was dark blue with a silver trim and a gold emblem on his right breast. "Wow...I see you've been doing well in the last few hours." He chuckled and nodded. "I merely came to thank you, but I must be off for more training." She smiled and nodded towards him. "I wish you well Sir Lothar" He bowed to her and with that he walked off.
She had rinsed herself and dried off and so fixed her hair slightly. She took up her riding gloves and the crop so that she did look like she had been working all day as she had been. Her black leather boots she cleaned down with a rag and then strightened out her blouse. The horses would be alright for a moment, but she needed to go appologize to the Prince for not going the night before to a banquet that she was sure would have been amazing. She finished herself and then made her way down the coblestone path that lead to the main double doors of the castle. Two guards where there, she did know them. "Sir Alucard, do you know if the Prince has anything that would occupy him at the moment?" He smiled lightly to her and shook his head. "You've caught him at a good time My Lady, he does have issues to attend to later this night, but at the moment he is free, especially if it will not take long." Aurora listened to him intently. "I understand, and yes, I can assure you that it shall be quick." She smiled lightly as he opened the door for her to enter.
She found herself going down the long hallway she got halfway through the night before. The tapestries moved lightly with the slight breeze of the outside that was coming through the slits called windows. Another set of guards stood at the second set of double doors and they opened the doors for her as they saw her approaching. She nodded to them, thanking them for opening the doors. The most beautiful room stood before her now as her leather boots made the light tapping sound on the stone floors. She was stepping aon an amazing red rug that went from the doors to the throne of the Prince. It had a gold trim and some slight simple pattern on it. There were some nobles when she walked in, but she somewhat ignored them. Tapertries were everywhere, and the decorations all matched well. Everyone was so well dressed that she felt somewhat outcasted. The trumpeter anounced her and she went before the Prince and bowed.
She had not looked at him the entire time that she had come in, but once she looked up rising from her bow she saw that he was indeed very handsome. He had a strong yet soft face, and the most amazing colored eyes. Not to mention an amazing body, but she pushed that out of her mind. "Your Majesty..." She said gently. She was a little nervous she only hoped that it would not be able to be visible through her voice. "I, I am Aurora, stablehand to your kingdom. I've come to offer you my appologies for abandoning you the night before. I intended to come, but something came up and it was of great importance. I do bring you good news though. Your well brought up stallion, Adonel, is a father as of last night." She hoped that something of this news would please him. She herself was proud. "Dutchess, your mother's horse, has given birth to a healthy bay foal. He is a boy and looks strong and promising like his father." She smiled warmly to him. "If you wish to see the foal, merely let me know and it shall be arranged as soon as you ask it of me."
Aurora let her weight shift from one leg to the other. Her hands resting at her sides as she waited for his reaction. She didn't even know if he would care or not. She hoped he would, for the foal was indeed his, and son to his very own horse. His eyes looked kind though, but she wish not overstay her welcome. "if that is all you ask of me My Lord I shall depart from your sight immediately. I know that you are preoccupied with much." She figited lightly and waited for him to dismiss her. The nobles all had their eyes on her, she felt their stares as if they were looking right through her, but she was unmoved. From what she had said she didn't think that she had done anything wrong and she hadn't. She bowed once more, trying to be as respectful as she could muster within herself to be.
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Post by Ademar on Sept 9, 2007 17:15:12 GMT -5
Prince Ademar did not dream a slight bit more than simply the darkness of his closed eyes. Only the sound of his deep breathing, and the crackling of his fireplace could be heard in the dark room. The sun had risen on this another day in England. The young man's body was still stiff from the battle outside his country, but he was slowly healing more and more. His massive deep red curtains were drawn closed this morning, so the sun made no intrusion on his sleep as it slipped into the bright blue morning sky. Ademar's awakening this morning was one he had always prefered over the sun. The sound of his knights working and training buisily outside his castle drifted slowly into his sleeping ears. Slowly yet surely Ademar woke to the sounds of swords clashing, horses running and the captains strong voice ordering men about the yard for training and other various tasks around the castle.
Sitting up slowly in the bed as the silk sheets fell gracefully from his naked torso, Ademar rubbed his head for a moment and let his sleepy eyes adjust to the darkness of his room. The fire Illuminating his room in a soft gentle glow as it died down slowly. The only paintig Ademar had of his parents hung silently over the fireplace. The light danced over the canvas of the massive painting with beauty as the Prince looked to its majesty. He looked so much like his handsome father, one of the only kings known to have married for love, instead of politics and alliances.
Ademar tossed the red silk the rest of the way off his toned body and slowly slid tot he edge of the comfortable bed and stood to his feet on the stone floors. "blasted cold floors" -He said to himself smiling as he smiled and began walking towards his bath house. The Prince shed his leggings and began drawing himself a bath, he did not have a cmaber maid to do these sort of things for him. he prefered doing them himself, he hated when people used royalty as an excuse to be lazy. He looked to himself in the mirror, the toned body was healing well as he took off the bandages, the bruises had faded, and his stab wound was almost closed. He left the bandages off and reached to his shelf for a moment and grabbed a small vial of oil. Ademar took the cork stopper out of the vial with an amusing popping sound and he set the cork aside. Taking the vial gently in his left hand he poured a generous amount of the thick brown substance onto his right hand andthen set the vial aside. He took a deep breatha nd rubbed the thick il onto his now exposed stab wound and it began to sting him tremendously. But he took it in stride as the oils would help it heal this last little bit.
After he finished with the oil he bathed swiftly and then dressed himself appropriatly in a deep forest green outfit with a chesnut trim and his crest placed in a dark gold over the chest. Once again placing his sword at his side the young Prince made his way to the throne room with his bodyguard. "you know james, you work to hard standing outside a door all morning, giveyourself a rest" Said Ademar jokingly and he and James shared a laugh."I know My Lord, and your throne seems so uncomfortable, take it easy on yourself every once in a while" They both laughed as they entered the throne room.
Ademar went and sat in his throne as his sword beside him dangle to the floor. he sighed deeply as he began to speak to his noblemen about the affairs of the kingdoms around England how the kings of the kingdoms inside england fair during this the period of uncertainty after their battle.
For many hours Ademar toiled on and on about England and these black knights, but he decided to let it all go for a little bit, even if the knights were to return, his men were more than ready. Every knight in every kingdom spread across england was ready to battle for Ademar. He sat back down in his throne and took a deep breath as suddenly the trumpets blew and the stable girl walked slowly down the long corridor of is throne room and stood before him in her uniform. She bow respectively and then looked up to him with a slight smile on her young face.
"I, I am Aurora, stablehand to your kingdom. I've come to offer you my appologies for abandoning you the night before. I intended to come, but something came up and it was of great importance. I do bring you good news though. Your well brought up stallion, Adonel, is a father as of last night." Ademar stod to his feet and bow back to her politely and then looked into her eyes. "do not fret Lady Aurora, your absence, while unexpected, is understandable if you had sudden work about you" -his eyes widend tho as she spoke of Adonel being a father and it made him smile bog causing his eyes to light up with excitement. "Adonel?...a father? how delightful!" Said ademar in his soft yet strong voice as he looked to the young one infront of him.
"Dutchess, your mother's horse, has given birth to a healthy bay foal. He is a boy and looks strong and promising like his father." She smiled warmly to him. "If you wish to see the foal, merely let me know and it shall be arranged as soon as you ask it of me." He smiled as he heard of whom the other was, Dutches was indeed a beautifull horse, but Ademar did not know she and Adonel had shared a moment of passion. He smiled slightly bigger and was about to speak when she pipped in again. "if that is all you ask of me My Lord I shall depart from your sight immediately. I know that you are preoccupied with much."
Ademar chuckled lightly at this polite young woman before him, she indeed was beautifull even more so now that he saw her clearly, but she was obviously nervous and uneasy. He wished to show her he was merely a man standing before her and not a god of some sort who would strike her down in a moments notice. "Lady Aurora please, I would not be so rude as to throw one of my hardest working people out of my throne room" He chuckled lihgtly. "you need not be so figity, but I would indeed love to see the newborn. As of right now I've nothing more to do, if you would like to take me to him, I would be most greatfull"
Ademar smiled looking politely right into her eyes with his deep sapphire blue hues as he stood proud and tall infront of her, his sword dangeling form his side lightly. "I wish to see him soon, for tonight a duke and his neice, the princess are to be arriving for a few days and I must see to it that they are well atended to, so please my lady, would you take me to the young one?" Ademar was polite and as curteous to her as anyone could be. It was who he was in general, loving, kindhearted and strong.
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Post by Aurora on Sept 9, 2007 22:25:13 GMT -5
Aurora was indeed uneasy about being in this particular room. She had worked here for years and yet had never seen any further than this of the castle. The stares was what was making her feel so uncomfortable. The clergy and noblemen looked at her as though she were some poor begger off the street, which in a way she was, but she had no problem with how she lived her daily life. The Prince seemed kind in his tone and his smile was pearly white as he spoke to her and now stood. His soft and calming tone spoke up to her now as he answered one of her comments. Indeed his reaction to the good news of a new foal was surprising and the fact that he was not angry about her missing out on the dinner that she had been invited to, for his response was an easy one. "do not fret Lady Aurora, your absence, while unexpected, is understandable if you had sudden work about you" His eyes widend though as she spoke of Adonel being a father and it made him smile big causing his eyes to light up with excitement. "Adonel?...a father? how delightful!" Said Ademar in his soft yet strong voice. She looked at him somewhat interested now seeing as he was excited over a foal and he made it clearly visible.
Not only that but at her offer of him wishing to see the foal he answered with something that surprised her even further. "Lady Aurora please, I would not be so rude as to throw one of my hardest working people out of my throne room" He chuckled lihgtly. "you need not be so figity, but I would indeed love to see the newborn. As of right now I've nothing more to do, if you would like to take me to him, I would be most greatful" Aurora nodded letting him know that he was more than welcome to do as he pleased.
This made her look back up to him, for she was about to depart from the room. Her green eyes met his gaze of saphire blue in response. A small bow she made before him once more. "As you wish it your highness." She stood there waiting for him to follow as he spoke up. "I wish to see him soon, for tonight a duke and his neice, the princess are to be arriving for a few days and I must see to it that they are well atended to, so please my lady, would you take me to the young one?" Ademar was polite and as curteous to her as anyone could be. "Yes My Prince. It can be arranged right away. They've just been put in their stall to rest."
Aurora saw as the Prince dismissed the clergy and nobles for a moment and he went down the three steps before his throne. She waited for a moment or so before she turned and made her way to the stables. Some of the knights had seen the two of them come out from the large oaken double doors of the main castle and they were somewhat worried for her. They thought she had done something wrong, something big for that matter for the Prince himself was attending to the matter. The two of them walked down the cobblestone road of the courtyard, it was odd having four guards following their every move. She thought of that no more though. The time was late afternoon, about five or six if she was not mistaken. The sun was still out slightly, but it was starting to get dark. Torchest lit up the outside of the stables that only made the white marble glitter further. The glitter illuminating the outside more that you would think they had electricity.
The stall doors were this dark wood that had a gloss to it and the latches to open the doors were this black rod iron. They were beautifully made. She led the prince to the middle stall where Dutchess was away drinking water and the foal was fast asleep in a soft pile of hay in the corner of the stall. The little bay creature lay there with his legs folded neatly under him. His gentle head with his new halter upon it resting in the hay before him. Her was such a dear. There was a little commotion in the stable though, the sounds of the whinnying horses echoed in the stables, and she honestly had become so used to it that she didn't notice. She backed off lightly about a foot to the side of him and one foot from the stall door. These were in fact his horses after all. She was only to take care of them as best as she could.
Aurora was watching the prince look at the new foal. She wondered what he would name it. "you know, he does need a name My Prince." She said simply, she was quiet the rest of the time. A knight though took advantage of the fact that his officer, Lord Trustin, was looking for the captain of the guard, James, and he found Aurora in the one place he knew she would be. He was running towards her with a bow in his right hand and an arrow in his left. "My Lady Aurora!" He was smiling as he ran to her, not knowing of course that the prince himself was there. "I've heard that you were the one to teach Sir Lothar how to shoot so wonderfully, I was hoping you could help me as well?" As he was coming towards her though and explaining to her what his problem was she shook her head slightly and her eyes widened trying to get him to say nothing more than he already had. The poor knight didn't think he was doing any harm. Aurora took a little step to the side though and so the Prince and his guards were now visible and she saw his eyes widen as well. His deep gentle voice seeming to catch himself as he had started a new sentence. "He made it to archery of the wall and I....oh....My Prince Adeamar. I did not know you were here, my appologies, I shall leave you to your business with the lady." He bowed as he had been shown to.
The poor knight turned quickly on his heels bidding goodbye to Aurora and his footsteps of light armor clinged until he was out of sight. Aurora was looking down now, she knew that most likely a scolding was to be folllowed seeing as she was interacting with the knight's when she wasn't supposed to. The Prince would surely tell Lord Trustin and she was more afraid of him than anything. Lord Trustin was the biggest strongest man she had ever seen, she dare not challenge him and she knew that the knight's felt the same way. The torches flickered lightly as a small night breeze blew through the hall of the stable.
The knights were of course still outside hard at work as always, for the clinging of the swords and the sounds of splintering wood could be heard from the jousting. The gontlet was also being run, trying to give the knight's more endureance so the creek of the wheels turning and the crank turning was lingering in the night are as well. She knew a lot, too much for a stable girl. A woman was not supposed to know how to fight, shoot, or know how to even weild a sword, much less be giving advice to knight's of the kingdom of Prince Ademar. This kingdom was famed for the last family, they were wonderful to the citizens and so very generous in everything they did. Ademar of course living up to his parents, for he too was being seen as a spitting image of his father without a wife. He was of course also known for being athletic, and very active around the castle.
Aurora was waiting there, her hands had been at her sides, but as her little secret had been let out she placed them behind her back. Now, she was hoping that the Prince had either not heard it, or that he was leaving soon, even hearing that he was to busy to attend to that would made her happy. She shook it out of her head, she didn't think that she would be punished for helping out a nervous friend. She took in a slightly deep breath and let it out slowly as she waited on any word from him. She hoped that she had done well and that he did like what he saw before him. The stalls were in impecable condition and they even sparkled they were so clean and well kept. The horses all seemed fit and hapy, and so very active even in the stalls. His horse was in a special stall of course right in front of Dutchess. He too was very fit and well kept. She did her best with him as well as the other horses to keep them in line and afraid of as little as possible. She would make them bomb proof, literally. Noises didn't disturb any of these horses for she knew that the safety of the knight's depended on that.
Aurora was waiting, nervously now waiting for a response of some kind.
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Post by Ademar on Sept 11, 2007 23:50:18 GMT -5
Ademar smiled brightly as she agreed to take him to the stables. As a young prince, Ademar loved to spend almost all of his time in the stables. The grand marble halls of the horses amazed him everytime he entered through the beautifull doors. But since He has become of age to run this kingdom on his own, Ademar does not find entire days to himself anymore. He had a friendly simle about him as he walked down the stairs infront of him quickly and then walked up to her. "Let us go now and see him then" -he smiled and they began walking towards the stables.
Ademar sensed some stairs from some of the men as they walked together, Aurora, the Prince and his personal guards. Although he didnt blame them, not only wwas it awkward a sight, but also it would be the first time most of them had seen him since the battle.
They walked down the path until she opened the door for him, he nodded his head to her politely. "why thank you my lady" -he said kindly and he walked in and waited for her as he looked around. The stables were truly an amazing and wonderful sight to behold. One of a kind they were, no other like them in the world. Aurora walked in and led them to the horse's stall and he looked in seing the little one sleeping gently in the middle of the stall and it made him smile. "He looks so much like Adonel" -he said softly, but she responded with. "you know, he does need a name my prince" Ademar chuckled lightly as she was stil so formal about him and he looked over to her. "please, Lady Aurora, you need only call me by Ademar, your formalities, although very kind indeed, are not needed" He smiled down ot her and then looked back into the stall. the halter placed upon the foal was magnificently made and beautifull.
Suddenly the sound of quickend footsteps of a knight came intot he halls of the stables and Ademar looked up for a moment still hunched over the stall door slightly as a familiar knight came running in. "My Lady Aurora! I've heard that you were the one to teach Sir Lothar how to shoot so wonderfully, I was hoping you could help me as well?" Ademar's eyes widened for a moment, not in anger but in surprise. Truly there was more to this girl than meets the eye. -he stood now and looked over tot he man in armor and it was apparent he had just cought sigh of the prince. "He made it to archery of the wall and I....oh....My Prince Adeamar. I did not know you were here, my appologies, I shall leave you to your business with the lady."
The younge prince was pondering what was happening, but he saw no harm in the girl shooting a bow to a target. She had turned around to him, appartnly ready for a scolding of some sort, but he only smiled. "you shoot a bow my lady?...well now, tis unusual for a lady to have such a skill. I propose a competition then, between you and....well me" He chuckled lightly. Ademar would never punish anyone for something so simple. "Just for the sport of it? It would be most fun, somethingI have had little time for recently"
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Post by Aurora on Sept 17, 2007 0:20:49 GMT -5
Aurora had her eyes adverted downward as the Prince turned to look at her now. His response though, was a shocking one. "you shoot a bow my lady?...well now, tis unusual for a lady to have such a skill. I propose a competition then, between you and....well me" He chuckled lightly. "Just for the sport of it? It would be most fun, somethingI have had little time for recently" Her eyes went a little wide for a moment.
That could not be what he really said, there was no possible way. She seemed to stare at him for a moment until she realized that he had proposed a tournament. That was surely unpredictable, she didn't think she would match up to the prince, but she had already not gone to dinner, so she dared not refuse this either. Her hazel green eyes looked up to him. Surely, that was her punishment, to embarass her in front of all the knight's that enjoyed her company. They would not seek her help anymore, and at least one person would be happy about all of that; Lord Trustin.
Aurora seemed a little dissappointed, if only she would have listened to Lord Trustin in the first place she would not be in this situation now. Her soft voice spoke up though. "As you wish it My Lor..I mean..Ademar." She was slightly nervous and felt awkward calling him by his first name. She never thought that they would be on such a friendly basis so soon. She noticed that the stables were clean and she relaxed a little, at least her first impression was not all ruined. Maybe a little more ruined than she would have liked, but not completely. Aurora nodded. "Merely name the time and place and I shall be there."
The more Aurora thought about it thought the more nervous she grew. She had no way to practice. She knew for a fact that Lord Trusting would not allow her the practice nor the equipment she needed. Now she had to figure out how to do this. She would go through her savings and see what she had for a bow, although, at the moment she wanted to go to her room and scream into a pillow. She had so very little and suddenly life got so very complicated. She waited for the Prince's response patiently. Aurora showed no sign that she had been thinking to herself though.
Aurora nodded once he spoke to her, and he dismissed her. She was nervous and went to the end of the stables and kicked a bail of hay before she sat on it. She wasn't doing so well. Just because her riding uniform was nice didn't mean that she had much money, or any other clothes other than a simple dress and her nightgown for that matter. She had tried to wash the dress from the night before, but the stains were still there in light pink. She would not wear it again unless it was around her room.
At this moment though, she was frustrated. She had no bow, no arrows, no where to practice, hardley any money, and in her mind her reputaion rested on this. She made sure no one was around to see her. She would be horribly embarassed if anyone found out about how she lived. She was always happy, smiling, so willing to help and here she was in a hole and she couldn't get out of it. She had good friends here, but she dared not ask them for anything in fear of Lord Tarcil who watched her like a hawk when she was anywhere near the knight's.
Aurora sat there on the slightly itchy hay, her hair going over her shoulder lightly as she placed her face in her hands lightly. She was trying to think possitive; trying to tell herself that things would get better. This place was all she could have ever wanted and she would not leave it so easily. If she had to become a servant girl that fed the prisoners food she would do it, but she would not leave the protection of the castle that Ademar ran. Anywhere else, she would have been forced to bed a man by now by some old king and she would have had no say in the matter. Here, there was a small sense of freedom, and the fact that she knew all of them only made her feel safer. Not even the Prince knew every single one of their names, and they knew and adored her. Some with small crushes and others who just enjoyed her company. That wouldn't help her now though. A small sigh escaped her lips as she sat there. She took in a deep breath and let it out slowly.
Aurora stood up after about ten minutes or so, she was a little lazy now and so just dusted herself off and took a small walk around the courtyard to pull herself together. She saw Lord Trustin look at her as if wondering what she was doing, but that didn't bother her, she wasn't doing anything that would possibly anger him. She enjoyed the walk though, the night was beautiful, there wasn't a cloud in the sky and the stars were pleantiful and bright. Almost all of the horses were out in the pasture, running as if they were in the wild. They, of course, could do so for there was the room there for sure. Aurora leaned against the white fence lightly and just watched the beautiful creatures enjoying their freedom. There was the coolest of breezes that past her now and the air felt so clean in it. She did appreciate it though, for it was getting a little warm in her riding jacket and gloves.
One of the young horses came up to her and nudged her cheek lightly. She chuckled lightly as she felt it for he was so very cute, but somehow the horse knew she carried carrots in her pocket. She chuckled and figured out what he wanted and so she took it out and broke it in half. Since he was slightly smaller than the rest she didn't want him to choke on it. She was happy though, it was as if they were speaking, yet they weren't, it was too hard to explain and she didn't think that she wanted to try to explain it to anyone.
Aurora had taken a small bite of the carrot that was in her hand and she chuckled lightly, the horse chewing on it's treat, but before she could take another bite from the one in her hand the horse came and ate it. "Hey!" Aurora exclaimed chuckling lightly. She did let him have it though, it was all his for the taking and she was not about to fight a horse over a carrot, although it was good to her while it lasted. The taste of the carrot still lingered in her mouth though. It tasted pretty good. She shurgged though. "Oh well, I should have known better than to eat a carrot in front of you."
Aurora was of course teasting the horse. He wanted more, but she didn't have anymore on her. "Sorry boy, I promise I'll have one for you tomorrow. If I last that long here that is.." She finished that with a small sigh, she couldn't help it.
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Post by Ademar on Sept 17, 2007 12:12:59 GMT -5
Ademar watched curiously as the girl walked away down the halls. She seemed so in-easy around him, and he didn't want that. All he wanted was for a friendly competition, just to have a little fun for himself, and to show her he was only wanting to be kind. He did realize tho that the young woman might feel sense of pride being laid on such a tournament. He did not intend for his offer to be one to bring her any sort of burden. He looked back to the new foal who had woken up and walked up to the stall door eyeing Ademar with the same eyes that Adonel had. He smiled and rubbed his nose for a minute. The prince though looked down the halls and saw her sitting on a bail of hay, looking so utterly distressed.
He looked to his personal guards for a moment one of them being their ring-leader, James. "James, take your men and wait for me inside the castle, I wish for a little while to think on my own" James went wide eyed for a moment as he stood at attention looking straight ahead. "But..My Lord, especially after the battle...and..and" Ademar laughed for a moment. "James, you know as well as I do, that the marksmen in the towers, are more than enough for the moment, now go on." The leader of his personal guard nodded. "yes my lord, as you wish."
James knew of course that Ademar was right. The bowmen in his guard towers were the mos expert marksmen that ever lived. 5 men to a single tower, and many many towers about the entire wall that surrounded his extremely massive kingdom. There archers could split a grape from such a distance, normal man couldn't even see it. Two of Ademar's archers in the towers, could easily protect him better than 4 men surrounding him with swords and shields.
He watched as the four knights walked out of the stables. Passing the young Aurora. She had her head in her hands but she still looked the opposite way as they passed. She must have thought Ademar was walking past her with his men. She soon got up off the hay and walked out of the marble stables. The Prince looked over to the foal once more as it was still staring at him bug-eyed. He smiled and rubbed his little head lightly for a moment and then left the stall, walking slowly down the long halls of the stable. He was thinking deeply about his kingdom, and the people inside of it. Wondering if everyone was as happy as he wanted them to be. He slaved as hard as he knew how everyday just to bring peace, wealth and happiness to every single person in his kingdom. He did love them all so dearly, as his father had.
He walked out side and was met with the most enjoyable cool breeze. His hair sway gently in the wafting of the fresh clean air and it made him smile. He began walking the white fence beside the pastures. Watching the many horses run free in the massive field. Some though were just grazing. He walked the fence line as his hand gently grazed over the top of the wooden fence as he walked. Ademar looked up tho, and the sight made him smile grandly. Aurora was with one of the horses as it stole what seemed to be a carrot from her hand. He chuckle dto himself lightly. She was so free spirited and alive. This young woman was truly amazing to see, she cared so much for everyone like he did, especially the horses under her care.
He walked up and leaned against the fence beside her. She would just now be aware of his presence as he looked over to her and spoke, with no one else around, just the two of them. "Hello again Lady Aurora" he smiled gently, trying to show he was only a friend beside her, and nothing more. "I do hope my offer of a tournament has not upset you. You are most welcome to deny it if tis what you want. Though all I hope for is a friendly sport" Ademar looked behind them and saw lord Trustin staring at them for a moment in disgust, but then straightened up and walked off clearing his throat when Ademar saw him. "I can see how the Captain might not like the stable-hand being around the knights...keeping you from much practice at all....but I do have an idea"
He looked up to the top of the nearest tower and whistled. A head poked out from over the barrier and Ademar held up one finger, then pointed to the ground before him. The man nodded and ran down the stairs of the tower and within seconds emerged from the bottom of the giant stone pillar and ran to where Ademar stood. He placed his hand to his chest in a fist and bowed deeply- "Yes My Lord, what is it that I may do for you" Ademar looked back to Aurora and then to the guard. "Sir William, I have a special assignment for you. Tomorrow night in my private range, come pre-paired to teach, and bring with you and extra bow and sliver of arrows for your student" He nodded a yes sir and then went back to his post as Ademar dismissed him, turning back to Aurora.
"Sir William is one of my finest archers, he taught me what I know in a mere day. I will let you and he use my private training room in the castle. It has with it a private archery range inside. The bow and sliver full or arrows he brings for you to use is yours. Practise with him every night you wish, then surely i will stand no chance in our little game. This way Lord Trustan had no knowledge of your training, nor could he saw a word of it if he did. Perhaps a week is a suitable period of time for training, then we may have our tournament." Ademar hoped she would now feel a little better about it all, giving her a bow and arrows for nothing, not to mention training form the best archer in the world for free. Most would-be archers would kill for such treatment.
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Post by Aurora on Sept 23, 2007 21:32:47 GMT -5
"Hello again Lady Aurora" Aurora heard from behind her. She was not startled though seeing as his fotsteps could be heard softly on the ground beneath him. She looked up from the fence where she was leaning up against. Her eyes looking out to the herd of running horses and then to his kind handsome face. "Hello My Lord.." She spoke softly in response. "I do hope my offer of a tournament has not upset you. You are most welcome to deny it if tis what you want. Though all I hope for is a friendly sport" She listened to him intently for a moment. Her eyes looked up to meet his for a second. "My lord...I..find nothing wrong with your offer whatsoever, I only worry that Lord trustin will not approve of this. Surely, I thought that you would be angry that a knight would be asking a stable hand how to shoot a bow when that is completely out of her range of work. I abide by Lord Trustin's wishes though, I wish not get my friends into trouble for it would risk what they love to do." She waited for his reponse for a moment until he surprised her yet again with his answer. "I can see how the Captain might not like the stable-hand being around the knights...keeping you from much practice at all....but I do have an idea" He looked up to the top of the nearest tower and whistled. A head poked out from over the barrier and Ademar held up one finger, then pointed to the ground before him. The man nodded and ran down the stairs of the tower and within seconds emerged from the bottom of the giant stone pillar and ran to where Ademar stood. He placed his hand to his chest in a fist and bowed deeply "Yes My Lord, what is it that I may do for you" Ademar looked back to Aurora and then to the guard. "Sir William, I have a special assignment for you. Tomorrow night in my private range, come pre-paired to teach, and bring with you and extra bow and sliver of arrows for your student" He nodded a yes sir and then went back to his post as Ademar dismissed him, turning back to Aurora. Her eyes widened lightly as she was looking to him and she looked away. She was trying to figure out what she would say to such a gesture. "My Lord, surely your gesture is grand, but if anything I would only accept the place in which I would be able to practice. The trainer and the bow and arrows are of no use, for then it would not be your technique aganst mine, it would be your own technique against yourself." She smiled lightly though. "And as for your offer of the tournament, I do accept it, I dare not oppse you once more, you've been nothing but full of gernerosity towards me and I have only refused everything and embarassed myself while I was at it." Aurora looked out to the clear night sky that was decorated in the most beautiful sparkles now, there horses hoofbeats loud and very enthusiastic still. "Sir William is one of my finest archers, he taught me what I know in a mere day. I will let you and he use my private training room in the castle. It has with it a private archery range inside. The bow and sliver full or arrows he brings for you to use is yours. Practise with him every night you wish, then surely i will stand no chance in our little game. This way Lord Trustan had no knowledge of your training, nor could he saw a word of it if he did. Perhaps a week is a suitable period of time for training, then we may have our tournament." She chuckled again lightly. "No no My Lord..please, just the place to practice and it will be alright." The swords of the knight's could still be heard as the clashing was echoing through the halls of the castle. She looked down for a moment, thinking about how she would arrange her schedual for this next week. She would have to take care of hundreds of horses and still have time to get her practice in. Although, Aurora said nothing, she didn't want the prince to think that she couldn't handle it on her own. She felt special being the only stable hand around and she didn't want to get that taken away from her. Anxiously thoughm Aurora waited for a response. Each one he gave her surprised her somehow or another. What she didn't know though was that the knight who had interupped her and the Prince earlier in the stables had been looking at them. Already he had made up him mind that he would take away her job and that it was the reason for the two of them to be talking in person out by the fence. He was going to tal to him in person in the morning so that he could go and appologize to Lady Aurora for getting her into trouble. He of course, didn't know that she was not in that kind of danger at all. He wrote the Prince a letter of appologies and was hoping that he would get a response soon. It was somewhat late a night, but he was still hoping that somehow he would get it. It read: My Prince Ademar, Aurora has done nothing wrong, if anything it is my fault for being so bold in asking her for help. I shoud have asked Lord Trustin. I only hope that you did not rid her from your presence. She is a hard worker and loved by all her. She knows us all here at the guild by name, something that not even the captain can do, yet he holds some ill towards her and even then she still respects him. Please reconsider should you have jumped to conclusions and ridden yourself of the most amazing stable hand you've ever seen. My name is Sir Beowulf, I am a dear friend to her and we would hate to see her go. I speak for all of us when I say this. Many Thanks. ~Sir Beowulf He gave it to his messenger and off went his messenger to give the letter to the Prince. Slipping it under his massive doors. The knight of course felt somewhat better and found a good night's rest. Aurora on the other had shifted her weight from her left leg to her right one as she leaned against the fence listiening to his response. She let him finish and she yawned quietly for a moment. She looked to him. "Thank you for your kindness again My Lord...but, if you shall excuse me, I tire and I will be up early to tend to the foal. Should you decide on a name, merely send me word and I shall engrave it onto the halter that he wears." She bowed gracefully before him and then bid him goodnight before she walked away. Aurora walked only a few feet away to the stubborn door and she pushed it open after about ten minutes. She hated this door especially at night, but she was not comlaining. She walked down the long hallway that was only illuminated by the torches that were on the stone walls. She unlocked the door to her room and walked in, somewhat throwing her things on the chair by the door. She ran a warm bath as she placed her clothes in a washing tub so that they would be clean for the next day. As soon as the bath was ready though she sunk in and closed her eyes in great comort. Unfortunately, it couldn't last long. So she got out and dressed in a nice nightgown and a robe and brushed her hair in the small vanity with an old brush. It used to be her mother's. Once finished, she tied back her hair and pushed in the chair. Aurora stepped over to the washing basin and washed her clothes, haning it near the small fireplace afterwards so that it would dry. Exausted now, she crawled into bed and pulled the sheets over her. Her eyes grew heavy in an instant as sleep pulled her into the darkness and silence of the night. Not a sound could be heard, everyone was asleep and only the crickets sang breaking the silence. It was a comforting night and she enjoyed it more than anything. For some reason this night seemed like it lasted forever.
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Post by Ademar on Sept 26, 2007 20:40:19 GMT -5
"My Lord, surely your gesture is grand, but if anything I would only accept the place in which I would be able to practice. The trainer and the bow and arrows are of no use, for then it would not be your technique against mine, it would be your own technique against yourself." She smiled lightly though. "And as for your offer of the tournament, I do accept it, I dare not oppose you once more, you've been nothing but full of generosity towards me and I have only refused everything and embarrassed myself while I was at it."
Ademar smiled at her words and even chuckled lightly as He too leaned up against the fence. "Truly what you speak is correct, being my technique against myself....however you may still use the archer's range under the castle whenever you wish, and this is from here on, not only for our tournament, but also for whenever you find a spare moment and wish to fire a few arrows" He smiled looking over to her
"Sir William is one of my finest archers, he taught me what I know in a mere day. I will let you and he use my private training room in the castle. It has with it a private archery range inside. The bow and sliver full or arrows he brings for you to use is yours. Practise with him every night you wish, then surely i will stand no chance in our little game. This way Lord Trustan had no knowledge of your training, nor could he saw a word of it if he did. Perhaps a week is a suitable period of time for training, then we may have our tournament." She chuckled again lightly. "No no My Lord..please, just the place to practice and it will be alright."
"Keep the bow and Arrows as a gift, from me, please. You take good care of all of these horses, including my own, and his new foal. I would very much like you to keep them as a special thank you from me personally, the bow and sliver will be waiting for you in the range as promised"
"I am glad to hear you accept my challenge my lady" He really was, the young Prince had not had a lot of time to himself lately, what with he war and all. Even though on the inside he was still concerned about the black knights all day and night since the last battle ended, he tried so hard not to show it on the outside.
"Thank you for your kindness again My Lord...but, if you shall excuse me, I tire and I will be up early to tend to the foal. Should you decide on a name, merely send me word and I shall engrave it onto the halter that he wears." She bowed gracefully before him and then bid him goodnight before she walked away.
Ademar nodded and bowed back to her politely. "Good night my lady, your truly welcome, I bid you a good night and I pray to see you again soon My Lady" With that she walked away and so did he. Walking back onto the cobblestone path of the courtyard but something caught his eye. Aurora was trying to force open this massive tower door and she barely nudged it open on her own. "Surly she doesn't live back there" Ademar thought to himself. He would look into it personally tomorrow. But an idea fluttered into his mind and he smiled as his feet made quickened steps on the moon lit stones towards the caste entrance.
James met the Prince at the door and followed him in silence to the main chambers of the castle. Ademar stopped before the door and turned to his guard and friend. "Good night James, and thank you again, for being at my side always" James nodded "but of course, tis my duty Lord Ademar, to protect you and die for you" Ademar shook his head tho as he placed his right hand on his friends wide shoulder. "No James, you told me once you would be at my side and protect me even if we were but commoners. Your not just my personal guard, but my best friend as well" The young guard smiled and nodded. "Aye...that I would...good night friend, may your dreams bring you far away form the troubles that haunt your day" Ademar smiled and nodded a thank you as he opened the door and walked in.
The prince's eyes caught the envelope ont he floor as he walked in and he bent over picking it up off the cold stone floor. The wax seal on the parchment's envelope was of the guild. He raised an eyebrow as he opened it and began reading the letter as he walked into his room and towards the bath house.
My Prince Ademar, Aurora has done nothing wrong, if anything it is my fault for being so bold in asking her for help. I should have asked Lord Trustin. I only hope that you did not rid her from your presence. She is a hard worker and loved by all her. She knows us all here at the guild by name, something that not even the captain can do, yet he holds some ill towards her and even then she still respects him. Please reconsider should you have jumped to conclusions and ridden yourself of the most amazing stable hand you've ever seen. My name is Sir Beowulf, I am a dear friend to her and we would hate to see her go. I speak for all of us when I say this. Many Thanks. ~Sir Beowulf
Ademar smiled as he set the letter aside. "I would never rid this kingdom of such people as lady Aurora, she is from what I have seen one of my most determined workers" He said to himself as he drew a hot bath. Getting undressed and sinking into the hot water the Prince let out a sigh of relief as his still semi-sore, ripped body relaxed in the hot water. He closed his eyes as he relaxed for a moment, but the thoughts of the black knights came back to him and he opened his eyes, sighing deeply.
After he washed himself clean he got out of the water and placed a light robe around him and dried off in the bath house. Ademar walked over the dark stones to his room and let the now wet robe drop to the floor as the night air rushed over his naked body. The young man put on a simple pair of loose, light brown legings and crawled into his massive bed. Closing his eyes the last thought in his mind was of Adonel being a father as he drifted off to sleep. Just the idea of it made him smile so bog as he slept.
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Post by Aurora on Oct 8, 2007 0:25:21 GMT -5
Aurora's sleepless night would end soon. She had learned much about the Prince in a mere conversation of a few moments. He was so kind, compassionate, truly he had left her speechless. Again, she woke way before the sun, her eyes openeing sleepily as she slipped on her slippers and streached. She stood up and dragged herself over to the wash basin where the cool water to her face woke her. The foal would be hungry by now and the rest of the horses needed just as much attention as he did. Once she washed her face she looked into the mirror and noted that she was exausted. She wouldn't admit it though, she loved her job, besides, she would be hyper as ever once she was dressed and outside. Taking a towel from the golden hook that was near the mirror, she dried her face and walked over to the wardrobe where her riding attire was.
Slolwy, yet surely, she dressed and was standing before the mirror once more. Now instead, she was brushing her hair as it fluffed lightly. The ribbon she took from it's place on the vanity and placed it behind her neck and made a neat ponytail. She took hold of her crop and gloves at the door and made her way out. Once more she pushed through the door and came out. Pulling it shut behind her. The morning was silent except for some of the neighing of the horses in the stalls. She could feel the cool wind of the morning and the crickets were still chirping lightly.
Aurora made her way to the stall where the foal was trying to get his little head over the stall door. He was hungry, and his mother was in too much pain herself to feed him and Aurora understood. She went to the tack room where she prepared the young foal a bottle of warm milk. Soon after preparing it she brought it to him. She unlocked the stall and went inside with him, pushing him back slightly, for he could smell it, and this made her smile. "You need a name little one..." Aurora spoke happily as she lowered the bottle to him. He poked it with his muzzle once and then it squirt him slightly as he pulled back, but soon enough he figured it out and placed his lips around the bottle and sucked. It pleased him to know that milk came from it for he sucked harder.
She knew from the moment that the foal was born that she would enjoy him and so far she had been right. He was such a dearand yet he was not like a normal foal. He was too sweet. Other foals would be running around playing and kicking, rearing most likely, but not him. He was so calm and willing. Someday he would make a fine horse for the prince and she knew that well. Just as quickly as Aurora had made the foal a bottle he finished it and she left the stall and rinsed out the bottle so that it could be used the next day. She came back in a minute or two and got the lead rope and took him and his mother outside to graze in a pasture alone. She would let the others out to join them later. She needed to do that in a certain procedure, for she didn't know how the other horses would react to a new foal.
She watched them for a moment as now the morning became more active as usual. The knight's now starting their normal training and she went back to feeding all the horses and riding them one at a time. The last horse of the day though was not being very cooperative. He was being figity and jumpy. She tried her best to reassure him, but it helped little. They went around the arena once or twice before a squirrle crossed the horse's path and he reared. Aurora leaned forward and resisted falling off the first time. She could handle it well, but the horse jumped aside and that to her was unexpected. Never had a horse done that to her. She fell off the left side of the horse, she had fallen many times and gotten up right after, but this time she had hit her head on a rock. Her body lay on the ground unconcious for a moment, about half an hour passed and she opened her eyes. Blood was in a light trail down the side of her left eye, and she strained her eyes to focus.
Aurora stood off and dusted herself off. Sir Beowulf had seen her on the ground and gone through the white fencing and at this time was running towards her, but was slightly relieved as he saw her get up. "Lady Aurora!!" His armor clanked lightly as he ran to her. She looked up and saw his blurry figure running towards her and the horse she had been riding running around the arena still. He appraoched her though and she fell into his arms. Her head was pounding. Of course he caught her. "My Lady!" He said in surprise. "Send help to the stablehands' room!! Immediately!!" His squire nodded and was seen running off through the main entrance of the castle.
Beowulf took Aurora into his arms and easily with a kick of the door opened it and then made his way to her room. Gently he lay her on the bed and waited for help. Not soon after the healer of the castle came in. "What happened??" Asked the healer. Beowulf answered. "She fell from a horse and has hit her head, I know little else..." The healer merely nodded and started tending to her in front of the knight. About an hour passed before Aurora woke up in her room and saw the healer and Beowulf standing over her. "Wh..where am I?" She asked. "You're in your room, My Lady, you're alright now, just rest." The knight was more than kind to her. "Where's the foal??" She asked quickly as she tried to sit up, yet the healer pushed her back down. "The foal will be alright for a few more hours, you need to stay here." He said to her.
"Thank you Beowul, I owe you much.." Aurora spoke to him as the healer had completeled his job. "You're more than welcome My Lady. It was my pleasure. Worry not about the foal, he will be alright in pasture for a bit." She nodded and said his goodbye and left her there to rest. He then made his way to the hall where the prince was. His steps were heavy as they echoed lightly in the hall. "My Lord.." He said as he bowed before him. "The stablehand will be unable to work this night so the mother and her foal will be out in pasture. Someone will need to keep watch over the two to make sure they do not get hurt." He waited for a moment and saw the shock in the Prince's face. "She fell My Lord, one of the horses spooked and she had injured herself against a rock." The good knight waited respectively for the Prince's resonse, should he have any orders for him, if not he would be dismissed.
Aurora was now in bed and this felt odd to her. She couldn't rememer the last time she had been able to rest during the day. Yet she found rest for she desperately wanted to get rid of the headache she knew had. She had about three or four stitches on the side of her forhead. Nothing serious, but she needed to take it easy. She was pretty lucky to even have her memory at the moment.
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Post by Ademar on Oct 8, 2007 19:00:41 GMT -5
The morning sun peered through the large crystal clear windows of Ademar's chambers. The warm rays of light kissing his cheeks lightly as the darkness of the room began to drift away, as the sun's light took its place. Slowly the young prince smiled turning over in place in bed, slowly opening his eyes. As his sapphire hues gazed upon the empty place in bed beside him, he seemed confused for just a moment. Why is she not here? was his first thought, but as the sleepiness left his mind he realized the truth. "because she doesn't exist" He whispered to himself softly. Ademar had the same dream again, the same one He had been having for over a month now. He would dream of the most beautiful, wonderful, talented, amazing woman in the whole world, as his loving wife, laying next to him as he slumbered peacefully. Every night for a month this dream would make him smile, it always felt so real, his loving wife laying next to him, and then, kissing him softly to awaken him from his sleepy state. Ademar only then would realize as he woke up, it was just a dream, that this wife didn't exist, he was alone. With his parents death, Ademar was left alone, for he had no other family at all. He sighed as he looked to the empty bedside, wishing he did have a lovely woman to share his life with. But in his current situation, Ademar had no time to even think of such a thing, what with the invasions and all.
Tossing the covers off his half naked body as usual the young prince slid his legs off the bed and stood up as he stretch his arms far up into the air as he yawned drastically. The only thing different between this morning, and the recent few past, is that Ademar's body was feeling 100% better. He smiled as his next thought entered his mind. If Adonel if a father, I suppose that makes me uncle Ademar. This made him laugh lightly for a moment. Walking to his wardrobe he opened the large oaken doors of his royal closet, and he looked to the outfit he would be wearing to the grand hall this day. "ah yes....the Hall....were ill be sitting....and talking....then sitting some more and debating something new." Ademar needed to get out, he needed to get some exercise. He looked over his shoulder at his suit of armor displayed gloriously in the corner of his room. A smirk played across his lips and he slammed shut the wardrobe doors and ran over to his armor and waisted little more time. Placing his armor on himself as quickly as He could; Cuirass, grieves, gauntlets, boots and helmet.
The sound of metal clanking together came softly through the large doors of the Prince's room and James had no idea what he was doing. Knocking on the door lightly James spoke up through the door. "My Lord?!....is everything alright??" Ademar heard the voice of his friend and guard coming into his room and he smiled as he yelled back to him. "Would you still like that rematch Lord James?" Ademar was speaking of a month ago, he and James had sparred in the way of swords, arena style as many of the knights and servants gathered around to watch. The prince had come out on stop and won the day, yet James would not be so easily outclassed, and declared a re-match for the two of them one day in their near future. "well...yes of course my lord, but, what has that to do with this morning?" After placing his sword on his hip and gathering up his shield Ademar walked to the doors and unlocked them pulling them open, both doors with both hands. James looked to his prince as he was now ready for combat. "I keep telling you to call me Ademar, James, for that, I believe I shall make my blade strike your armor twice as hard!"
James couldn't help but laugh as he placed his hand to his shoulder. "you mean, IF you can strike my armor" They laughed and the guards followed the prince out of the halls and into the courtyard of the guild. By now word had began spreading through the guild and castle of Ademar's and James' rematch. Many servants and knights gathered around the two of them as they headed into the battle arena. Simply a small square fenced off from the rest of the training grounds for matters such as this. James took a corner and readied his sword, Ademar took the opposite corner and readied his sword. The small crowed that had gathered was cheering them both on as someone rang the bell they had set up outside the battle square.
Ademar and James both immediately lunged towards each other in a heated battle of friends and Allys. Ademar needed this, he needed to be away form it all for a moment. He needed the small distraction from it all. The prince and the Personal guard people were calling it, round 2! Both men were excited for this match and both were already putting up a grand fight. James lunged his sword straight out at Ademar who sidestepped the attack and brought his sword down towards James' back, but was blocked by his shield. For a full 10 minutes these two extremely athletic men battled, until Finally Ademar loosened the sword from his friend's grip, sending it into the dirt ground beneath them and he placed the tip of his royal blade to his neck. "Ademar wins again!!!" Shouted the crowed, they all cheered but Ademar put away his sword and shook hands with his best friend. "Great show, you fight well James" "As do you Ademar, maybe next time ill get you"
The prince immediately ran back to his room and took of his armor, placing it on its stand piece by piece. After which he ran naked into his bath house and jumped into a warm bath, quickly scrubbing himself clean of the sweat and smell of battle. Getting dressed in his finest as he always did, he ran his hands through his thick shoulder length hair and made his way swiftly to the Hall. He knew he was needed, even if he chose to distract himself from it for the morning. Ademar went about his usual routine, Debating his kingdom and doing the boring things he had to do every single day.
Suddenly one of the knights came into the hall as Ademar stood there with a duke debating something of rather....no importance. "My Lord.." He said as he bowed before him. "The stable hand will be unable to work this night so the mother and her foal will be out in pasture. Someone will need to keep watch over the two to make sure they do not get hurt." He waited for a moment and saw the shock in the Prince's face. "She fell My Lord, one of the horses spooked and she had injured herself against a rock."
Ademar went wide eyed as he heard the news. "Thank you sir knight, please, I ask of you to take me to her immediately" The knight nodded and said follow me. The prince followed the knight outside and towards the tower room where Aurora lived. He himself had never been inside this particular tower. The Knight however was being called back into the training grounds by the captain. "My lord, her chambers are right in this tower, I must bid you farewell tho, my captain calls me" He bowed respectfully tot he prince and Ademar dismissed him. Ademar walked up to the massive doors and he grabbed hold of the handle and tried pulling the door open, but it barely moved. He raised an eyebrow and pulled harder with one hand, the door simply refused to go anywhere. He grabbed hold of the rod iron handle with both hands and gave a fierce pull and slowly but surely the door opened. "No wonder she was struggling with this blasted thing." Ademar said quietly to himself as he walked into the long dark hallway of the tower.
Torches lit the way through the middle of the empty hollow tower until he reached another door, it was closed and seemed to be the only room here. Obviously it was her chambers, but he looked around wondering why in the blazes she was living in this place. He knocked lightly at the smaller door with no answer, so he lightly opened it and walked into Aurora's chambers. He looked over to the bed to discover that the injured stable hand was sleeping peacefully. His eyes widened for a moment but he decided to wait and speak to her when she awoke, half using it as an excuse to get away from the Great Hall for a little while.
Ademar looked around the tiny room and was in shock, seeing how small the chambers were. He stood there in one spot for a moment before he went to the wash basin and lightly touched the edge of it, it moved a little under his touch. The basin was old and wobbly, he was surprised it was still standing. He walked over to the wardrobe and looked to Aurora, who was still asleep. He lightly opened the doors and saw there was literally nothing inside it, only the one dress that now had stains all over it, form what he wasnt sure, but she truly had nothing. I wish I had known...this girl is one of my hardest workers in the entire castle, yet she lives like a prisoner. I shall most definitely have to do something about this.
The prince closed the wardrobe and sat down in the wooden chair she had placed in the corner of her room, waiting patiently for her to awaken so that he may speak with her, and see that she is alright.
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