Mayon
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Post by Mayon on Aug 24, 2006 23:13:06 GMT -5
As the started walk Mayon began to talk.
“If that man took Shea and is planning on having you find him then you would think that that riddle would be sort of easy. I mean Darian could it be something to do with a long ago memory or anything like that. We really need to think here. But if that man took Shea then god knows what could happen. I agree with you on searching the well known places though.”
Mayon continued to walk with Darian. There must be someway they could at least contact Shea to know she is all right. But is there any way to do that. Mayon couldn’t think of anything right then he was too distracted with anger by this kidnapper. Mayon felt a tear go down his cheek and wiped it away. it was only one tear but he still felt the pain. The horrible pain that he wished he would never have to feel again.
Mayon looked into store windows as they walked. If they got out of this Mayon would buy Shea all she wanted just to make her smile. He wanted to see her smile again. He had to save her. It was top priority to Mayon and nothing could stop him. He was sure Darian was thinking the same thing. Darian had suggested they go check out a garage to get some vehicles. That would be a very good idea. Mayon then had an idea.
“You know Darian I didn’t actually see Shea get rid of that badge. So if that kidnapper didn’t take it I may be able to change the frequency and contact her without the kidnapper knowing. You remember what I said right. I could set it so that we could communicate telepathically it. But it is only a suggestion.”
OOC: Short Again ;D
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Darian Dumonte
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Post by Darian Dumonte on Aug 24, 2006 23:55:42 GMT -5
"Ah you are quite the clever one nothing less that I would expect from you Ms. Donnovan. It is true indeed that your involvement in this was a surprise to me at first but, at the same time it now gives me a chance to do a triple entente so to speak. I brought Darian here to administer a test on his abilities to see how much he had grown since I had last trained him. It's been nearly two years since I last trained Darian and he has had time to grow considerably since then. Contacts tell me that even Lord Sirius has taken an interest in Darian's development something that has greatly surprised me. The fact that you were here changed the plan slightly. So in a manner this is a triple test."
He stepped out of the shadows revealing a regal man in his early-eighties but, could easily look like someone in his late-fifties. He was truly in good health and he exuding regal manner and wit the way his eye studied and never seemed to miss a beat. True to Darian's calling he had a pair of flintlock revolvers one for either side as he gave her a small and warm smile for a moment and motioned to a table where drinks were.
"Do help yourself to any refreshments."
He said with a small smile as he turned his attention to the gentle snowfall for a brief moment and then continued.
"The second reason would be to test Darian's devotion to you as the words I heard him say to you can not be taken lightly. If he is truly in love with you then such a thing he would go to any means to ensure your safety. The third reason of course is to perhaps make you realize your potential."
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Shea
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Post by Shea on Aug 25, 2006 22:34:10 GMT -5
The man came out of the shadows created by the window and she smiled. Darian.. it looked just like him only much older. A look into the future if you will. She stood and curtsied to the man her black dress lifted only slightly as she did so. She was much more relaxed now as she felt no ill will towards him.
She stood and moved gracefully to the table a walk of practice and a dancers grace. She sat down on the edge of her seat and placed both legs off to the side as the proper noble women sat. Somehow it was nice to just be herself at school and not have to worry about so much formality even if a lot of it was natural. Her grace as a dancer came in very handy when she needed to be regal and graceful.
"So, you decided to nearly kill your grandson in grief to test him?" she asked a bit coldly as she poured herself some tea and began to sip the wonderful warm fluid. "Rather harsh don't you think. I can understand wanting to test him but you could have done that without the fake death. And kidnapping me.. well that's a sure fire way to get a confrontation out of him I can tell you that much as he is rather protective. But I still do not understand what potential of mine you are trying to unlock."
She watched the man for a few minutes as she spun one of her earings in her ear. It was a nervous habit and only Darian knew what it meant. No it didn't mean she was casting a spell it meant she was either thinking or nervous.
"What exactly are you trying to get me to do? I mean how does me stepping up into my title.. which I would do anyway make me anything more than what I am now? What exactly is so wrong with wanting to fit in with the normal students at the academy? Not to be set on a pedestal because my family could probably buy out the academy and then some. Is it so wrong to want to be normal? To want people to like me first as Shea than the Baroness Donnovan?" she asked looking to the man.
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Darian Dumonte
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Post by Darian Dumonte on Aug 26, 2006 13:24:21 GMT -5
"No luck with that a kidnapper who is obviously with magical talent would already figure that out. You and I both know that to be fact so there is no sense in trying to simplify things. We have to make do with what we have and then continue onwards. That's the only way we can handle all this without either of us making too much of a ruckus or having a panic attack over all of this," Darian replied as he walked with Mayon to a private garage where a gaurd stopped them.
"Ah Master Darian, going out for a spin I see. Might I recommend your Jagaur? It's been quite awhile since you've last driven it and it doesn't get nearly enough exercise," the gaurd said in a respectful and slightly cheerful tone.
"The Jagaur will be fine Marcus," Darian said softly.
"Very good sir," he handed Darian a remote and Darian walked with Mayon to a sleek black chrome painted Jagaur with gold trim. There was a definante sleekness to it as Darian unlocked the car with one button the second button causing the doors to open. Not traditionally but, the 'suicide' door model as the black interior was revealed. Darian obviously had neat tastes as the interior had supple black leather and the interior also had dark blue as well to make it more relaxed. Dark blue lights lit the interior as Darian tapped a key on a pad to close the doors. Putting on his seatbelt he paused for a moment as he gently moved his fingers around. To think he'd be driving this wild cat again and he wasn't doing it with Shea.
Bastard will pay.
Tapping a button a panel opened between the seats and two ice cold bottles of soda shot up. Darian caught them in mid-air and popped the tops off in a dexterous movement the tops falling into a small container where others were. He handed Mayon one of the bottles and took a sip of his drink as he tapped a several buttons on a keypad. The car engine roared to life as Darian leaned back.
"Damn it," he said softly. "Damn it to hell."
He sipped his drink again and drove the car out of the garage and into traffic and he proved to be a very good driver as he drove through traffic thinking. There were only so many locations in Paris and the card suggested somewhere famous or a place Darian would know.
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Mayon
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Post by Mayon on Sept 4, 2006 17:18:49 GMT -5
"No luck with that a kidnapper who is obviously with magical talent would already figure that out. You and I both know that to be fact so there is no sense in trying to simplify things. We have to make do with what we have and then continue onwards. That's the only way we can handle all this without either of us making too much of a ruckus or having a panic attack over all of this,"
“That does make sense.”
Mayon said as they continued to walk to the garage. As they arrived and entered the Jaguar Mayon felt a bit more displeased. Such flashy cars didn’t matter to Mayon. As long as Mayon had a nice reliable car and a motorcycle- Ah a sport bike would be awesome. Mayon loved sport bikes. The sleek shine and speed. They are amazing. Mayon watched the scene pass by as they traveled. He took a sip of his drink and turned to Darian.
“We don’t actually know where that man took Shea. I know that note can only specify a certain number of places but what if it takes a while. He could also move from place to place. I am not saying he is going to, as I don’t know the mind of this man. Is he itching for a fight? Could he be after money? Money seems doubtful as he could easily steal money from anywhere with that skill. But why did he have to take Shea? I know it is pissing you off and it is doing the same to me but we still can’t really figure out where he is by the looks of it.”
OOC: The reason it is so short is for three reasons.
1. Didn’t have much to work on. 2. Tired. 3. Pissed off.
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Darian Dumonte
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Post by Darian Dumonte on Sept 4, 2006 18:43:17 GMT -5
"You're aware of the politics of the situation with nobility lady Donnovan, as long as I'm alive and in the sufferingly good health that I have I must attend political and social gatherings. My son is more then capable of handling the family affairs and has been so I am merely 'dying' so to speak to free up my time. The second reason would be that nothing would attract Darian faster then my death even though I knew it would be painful. Your appearance in this entire matter was unknown to me until Orchid reported it himself, after observing the bond between you two I adjusted the test to kidnap you over his twin. To test the bond between you two and see how serious Darian is about this whole relationship with you. Darian reacts differently if he believes the situation real his true potential is easier to test then a false one."
The elder Dumonte replied as he gracefully moved till he stood beside her and took a sip of his wine for a moment. He was a man of stature and importance one of the pinnacle players in France for a number of years and truth be told he tired of politics. He studied Shea calmly as he looked her over not in a way that was pervish but, as if assessing her potential assessing what she could become if it was all proper and assured. There was only so much that could be done he had to show her what he truly meant. What was meant in this whole ordeal. She was young like Darian not yet recognizing the sheer importance of maintaining the image of a title. While it was true that they didn't have to maintain it all the time they still needed to be used to it so they could prepare and be ready.
"Darian was trained to fight Shea, he will not come at me with the intent to kill or critically injure if he knows it's me. This holds back his ability in combat," Jean said as he turned his gaze to the outside for a brief moment. "I have to know whether or not he will be able to defend what he believes in. Like you for instance."
"As for you," he said calmly as he turned his gaze to her.
"I am not asking you to maintain your title and appearance all the time I am merely wanting you to realize the impact that your title has, it's an important aspect of your life now. It has been when you became their daughter. Whether you like them or not both you and Darian have the responsibility of your titles," Jean paused in his speaking to finish his wine and set the glass on a table. "However, while I can understand and respect wanting to be seen as normal you shouldn't hide who you are from your friends either. If they are truly friends they will accept who you are in good stride. Yet also it would be showing another side of you to Darian. If you two truly mean the words that you two exchanged then why not reveal more and more too each other rather then hold it back."
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Shea
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Post by Shea on Sept 4, 2006 19:22:57 GMT -5
This man was getting on her nerves. She knew that he meant a lot to Darian. That wasn't the issue. It was more the way he went about it and the way he kidnapped her and was now forcing her title back down her throat. He was noble he knew what it would be like if people knew what and who she was. The media following her and Darian around finding out about the magic school. Finding out many things that were to remain hidden.
She stood when he finished his latest speel sitting her tea cup down. She outta fry him. But no, that would indeed expose magic and until he attacked her she wouldn't do that. No, she had to play nice even though she desperatly wanted out of here and wanted to go find Darian and Mayon whom she assumed would be worried about her.
"Darian will fight. When he finds a cause he fights with everything he has. One of his faults is his singlemindedness towards fighting. Almost blindly really. Another is the use of his guns in blatant view of the public. That irritates me to no end." she stated as she walked to the window and looked outside as the snow fluttered to the ground.
"As for me, if you want me to accept my title you don't have to worry. I have. I may not go about flaunting it but I don't deny it's existance either. You have to realize that on the way to a funeral of his most loved grandfather is not the time to tell the man you love you are noble. You then proceeded to kidnap me so that disabled any thoughts of telling him at a later time. So really, you can drop that subject right now." she stated as she turned to face him.
She pulled her hair down placing the bobby pins that had held it up on the window sill gracefully. She shook out her hair with her fingers letting the black locks fall back down around her shoulders mingling with the black color of her dress.
"So what is it you are asking of me? I've accepted my title. What else would you have of me? A fancy dress, a tiara, a sash.. what? Darian better get here soon or he's going to get it." she sighed as she crossed back to the bed and sat down again.
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Darian Dumonte
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Post by Darian Dumonte on Sept 5, 2006 17:08:05 GMT -5
"No, the card designates only a certain number of spots in Paris that could possibly fufill the meaning I belief. Even if he is magical let's assume that he's in Paris for simplicity's sake and work our way from there. The note that he left behind designates only maybe a dozen spots in Paris or less as we exclude the well known tourist attractions. Inanimacy means that it's not living so that excludes parks..."
He frowned for a moment. Just where had he heard those words before. He had heard them from someone before when touring a site in Pairs but, it was eluding him at the moment and it slightly annoyed him to the tenth degree. There was only so much that could be done however, as Darian knew they would have to patiently search all of this out that was the only way to handle it all. In the end that was the only way they could pull this off without going nuts from madness or something else that was no doubt dangerous. For once Darian wasn't being tested on his skill to draw a gun. He frowned softly as he looked around for a moment.
"Yet..." Darian said softly as he looked around.
The Jagaur made a sharp turn under Darian's calm and collected driving abilities. He was thinking for once he wasn't being tested...tested...why did he choose that word? It was odd and it made him frown as he stopped at a red light and gazed at the roof of the car for a moment.
"I can't help but, feel I should know the answer to this."
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Mayon
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Post by Mayon on Sept 8, 2006 21:28:51 GMT -5
“Maybe you do know the answer. It could be found somewhere inside the vault that is known as your mind, Darian. What you have to know is the combination into that vault so that you can unlock your inner most feelings and find lost memories which could get us through this and help us find Shea as we may not have a lot of time. We have no idea what is happening to Shea. She could b-...She could be tortured and harassed or she could be treated fairly. We have no idea who this man is yet...”
Mayon looked up as he closed his eyes and listened to the engine as the car continued to travel through the streets. The sound being loud and ferocious yet it was soothing in ways as Mayon was very stressed and tired. Opening his eyes he continued to look at the ceiling as he let out a big sigh. Why was she taken and what was happening to her? Also, who was this man? So many unanswered questions.
Mayon strapped on his white gloves and looked as the insignia or circle appeared on his hand. It was just another unanswered question that hopefully some day he would figure it out. To survive an explosion and to be scared with such a mark didn’t make much sense as of yet. Also, Having Shea being kidnapped didn’t make much sense at all.
”Sense the fury that dwells deep inside a person to see their inner most soul.” This was a quote Mayon knew. He had lived by it. To be able to see into ones sole is to know everything that is needed to be known about that person. Mayon ran his fingers across the window. Glass was just another material in life. One that could be molded. Using the particles and knowing what it is made of is just another way of using science, of using alchemy.
Mayon thought a lot about crap like this when he was in deep anguish. It helped him relax and think clearly. Alchemy is just another form of science. Of course it is. How else can you describe it? Alchemists do not think of it as magic mostly. It is pure science put into the form of what looks like magic. To be able to mold materials is the same as making jewelry or building a house. It meant everything to Mayon. It was his life. It is what kept him alive. It is what he needed to even think about being alive. Mayon didn’t have much. But Mayon had alchemy and that was good enough for now.
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Darian Dumonte
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Post by Darian Dumonte on Sept 13, 2006 19:51:31 GMT -5
“Ms. Donnovan you underestimate or over speculate what I truly wish to test Darian on. I am not here to test his combat potential for I know what he will become down the road for the same magic that flows through him flows through me as well. Darian is to be tested on something else not the ability to fight for what he believes in,” he took a pause and sipped his tea turning to face and meeting her gaze with his own. Like Darian he had proud looking eyes that never seemed to miss a single beat as he stepped in front of her. His eyes never left hers as he raised her hand and kissed the back of it. “I am testing to see if Darian has the level-head to know when not to fight. I am testing his ability to use abilities outside of his powerful magic. I know his combat potential and I know he may in fact become a more powerful magic-user them myself. Darian showed powerful gifts at an early age his twin being a light-magic user. The Dumonte family has never had two siblings in the same generation show powerful magic gifts. While we know their potential we’re testing them outside of their magical talents.”
He stepped away and turned his attention to the snow that was gently fluttering down to the ground. He sipped his tea again sensing the fuming that was coming from this young woman. They made a good match that much was certain their personalities both fiery and willing to state what they believed in. More importantly is willing to do what is necessary to defend what they believe in. That was something that was greatly important in a successful relationship when both sides had power. The relationship must be connected on a deeper and more intimate level that most people would never encounter in their lifetimes. An establishment of trust and understanding. There was what he was testing to see if that showed between those two. That was perhaps the ultimate purpose in this whole thing. To test the trust and strength of the bond between them to see if it was willing to go beyond just normal relationship and then fall apart. He wasn’t looking for something that would fall apart in a couple years he wanted to see if these two could endure the tests of time.
“If you wish to wear a tiara, sash, or even a fancy dress when you see Darian again which will be soon enough when he solves the riddle then I can arrange it. I have no intention of making him fight this time I am testing other aspects of him. To see if he can set aside his drive to battle for someone else. Someone for instance like you, if he can truly do that then he can back up the words that he said to you earlier. Wouldn’t you agree?” he asked as he turned his attention back to her his gaze holding her eyes.
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Shea
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Post by Shea on Sept 20, 2006 4:38:23 GMT -5
Shea stood up again. She had definatly had it with this man he was trying her very last nerve and she was about to just catch his pants on fire to see him dance. She didn't lose her cool often and in fact Darian had never seen her do so. Yet, right now she was so close it wasn't even funny. "I'll go prepare then." she said without saying another word she moved to two double doors. She had figured since waking that this was wear the changing rooms and bathrooms were. And she had guessed right at his last phrase. Everything had been provided for her including different dresses she could pick from and she even had a servant ready to help her zip up and with her hair should she desire it. She looked around at the dresses and smiled. They were beautiful and yet they weren't too gaudy which was something she hated. She picked out a dress and took it into the changing room. The dress she picked was a pure white color with beading and a full skirt. Slipping out of her not needed funeral dress she hung it up carefully so she could get it later. She carefully unzipped the gown and slipped into it. The maid came over and zipped up the back. It was a perfect fit and a smile crossed Shea's face. She moved to sit at the vanity. Her make up was fine but she wanted something done with her hair. Taking it down from the curled bun her hair fell in huge curls around her shoulders. Using those to her advantage she pinned her hair up nicely. Pulling it back away from her face but letting the curls hang splendidly off and around her shoulders. She kept her normal jewelry on for the most part but took off the emerald bracelet Mayon had given her as it didn't match for the moment. Later it would return to it's rightful place. For her finishing touch there were several tiara's laid out. She chose the one of pure diamonds and platinum. She placed it on her head where it sat. The tiara was made to look like a vine going through her hair. Roses opened to diamonds in the center and the leaves were pure diamond as well. Shea sparkled as she stood up and slipped into her white high heeled shoes that matched her dress. It had taken her at least an hour to get ready. Carefully she opened the door back to the other room and entered. "I hope this is to your liking." she said softly as she entered with all the grace a Baroness should have.
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Darian Dumonte
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Post by Darian Dumonte on Sept 20, 2006 6:20:19 GMT -5
((BGM: Sooner or Later - Breaking Benjamin))
First Words, Last Words. Beginning of the End.
For an hour Darian had driven with Mayon as he paced around Paris like a cat on the prowl letting his engine do the talking for the moment he was annoyed and pissed because something had been nagging him. That little note that had been left behind was bugging him tremendously at the moment and the more he thought about it the more he wanted to shove it so far up the ass of the culprit. It was annoying because deep down Darian should know this answer that much was certain yet what the hell was it? He paused at a stoplight for a moment as he considered the words but, then something else occurred to him for a moment. Something else was bugging him about the card that he had gotten.
Darian pulled it out again and studied but, something was nagging him as he gazed ad it a part of him was trying to shriek the answer at him yet at the same time he didn’t know what the hell it was. This was irritating him to a point as he wanted to find Shea and save her not be delayed by some riddle that wanted to set his teeth on edge. He knew he was being stubborn and it was making him impatient to the point…
He paused for a moment.
To the point his grandfather would give him a lecture on looking another way. He processed that little thought for a moment and blinked a few times. The more he thought about it the more he felt he knew the answer as he pulled over in a parallel parking maneuver for the moment. His fingers felt something different on the card as if something was…
As if something was hidden inside of it almost.
He exited the car and pulled something out of his pocket. He snapped open a lighter and watched the cardboard part of the card burn away. He saw the crest of the Dumonte family yet at the same time it wasn’t he knew this crest instinctively. It was his grandfather’s crest and the one that he would eventually assume. He knew exactly where Shea was now. Getting back in the car he got it back to roaring life and drove to a nearby spot where they parked and he exited the car slamming the door closed. He gazed at the mansion his eyes narrowed as he waited for Mayon before heading to the gate which was partially open.
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Post by Mayon on Sept 23, 2006 22:57:17 GMT -5
What the heck was going on exactly? Mayon watched as Darian burned the card to show an insignia. Then as Darian walked up to the mansion, Mayon walked out of the car as well and came up to Darian. He looked at the mansion, then at Darian. What made him think that Shea was here? It just didn’t make sense to Mayon but it obviously did to Darian so that was good enough. Mayon just wanted to save Shea and get back to the academy. These past few days have been pretty hectic. “So what the hell are we going to do exactly? Chances are when we find that man and if we have to fight him I am guessing we will lose. Even if we use all of our power combined it just doesn’t seem like we will be able to defeat him. But hopefully we can avoid conflict altogether and get Shea back safely.” Mayon walked around a bit. He was still in deep thought. He took his white gloves off and put them in his pockets. The insignia on his hand couldn’t be seen right now and he were glad about that. He stuck his hands in his pocket and waited for what Darian was planning on doing next. “Whatever it is, it better be good” OOC: I am working hard on something else right now so no one come down on me for the crappy post
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Darian Dumonte
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Post by Darian Dumonte on Sept 24, 2006 3:13:22 GMT -5
First Words, Last Words. Beginning of the End
Jean turned to face her and almost gave a smile at her words but, surpressed it for now as he wanted to study the womant that was in front of him for the moment. There was no doubt in his mind that this was the Baroness and that she was a perfect match for Darian not only by the way they dressed and acted but, also by their irritation levels. Jean almost gave a chuckle at that for a moment but, again he was studying Shea who was standing in front of him asking for his opinion. She looked regal and stunning as she stood in the gown his gaze holding hers for a moment as he chose not to say anyhting. How were you supposed to say something when a woman just literally transforms right in front of you? Yes she would be perfect for Darian who had just now arrived he already hearing the car doors slam.
This is turning out better then I planned.
Kill multiple birds with one ploy.
"Lady Donnovan your beauty astounds me as it no doubt will for Darian who has just arrived and is ready to go 'trigger-happy' I believe the impact of your image will make him think twice," he said in a pleasent and even respectful tone for Shea as he bowed at her and gave a small smile.
"This moment is what it all leads up to."
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Shea
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Post by Shea on Oct 1, 2006 0:56:16 GMT -5
The old man seemed impressed. He seemed to look her over for several moments before he spoke. She still wasn't sure how this was going to do anything for Darian but she had to admit she was intrigued to see just how it all went together. She gracefully crossed the room and looked down out of the window.
Shea looked down and saw Darian and Mayon getting out of the black Jag. She smiled. Her heart leapt at the sight of her beloved. He had come to save her and he looked livid. She chuckled inwardly. It was just like Darian. She could read him like a book. She looked at the room and ended up chosing her position carefully.
It was the chair with the back to the door. She looked nothing like herself from behind and dressed up like this. Facing the fire she poured herself more tea and sat it in her left hand on the arm rest. So yes, she would look royal and regal from behind but it would be hidden who she was. She smiled softly thinking of the shocked look that would be on Darian's face when he saw her like this.
"Lets' see what Darian is made of then, shall we?" she asked his grandfather. "And I must admit, I am glad you are alive, for the news of your death devestated him in a way I have never seen before."
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