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omg ok!! i was wondering bc aleigh and i wanna get everyone in on it so we can have like a big uniting thing so we can all be super cute and family-like and our charries can be super backstabby and political
i feel like rattling the english line of succession could be a great temporary stage for lots of the foreign courts to go at it
im so excited for the mess that will follow
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hello everyone i have an important poll question!
are any of you aware of the current battle for the line of succession in the english court? With the new crown prince Henry, thought to be the wedlock-y son of Clara and William?
#if not im gonna post a thing#bc this plot is like rlly important and i think no one knows or s/t?? so i just#idk im dumb#no one cares theye
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Daniel sighed. He just wanted to get to work, not play games today. "I'm already fucking one royal," Daniel said, testily, though his gait slowed to a stop, "the last thing I need is to fuck another and get beheaded if I get caught. I am not my mother, I don't whore about for people who pay the highest cost regardless of my own feelings."
"Do you enjoy being a tease?" Isolde shot back, still looking away from him.
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"Surprisingly enough, you still want to fuck me." Daniel said, loftily, before he shrugged, turned, and left.
"For 1 minute, can you just be quiet, love and enjoy the fresh air. All that bickering do you ever just stop? Save it for someone who cares," Isolde said, looking up at the blue sky, watching the clouds move.
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"The last time the whole court came together, my mistress took three heads and my master seven tongues. Be careful what you wish for, petulant little queen, because the results are never as optimistic as you might wish." Daniel said. He was on his way to the stables -- he would have ignored her, but he had been seen and couldn't get away with pretending he didn't hear.
"What would be great to do soon, will be a hosted ball. That would be very fun," The Queen said as she played with a flower’s pedal in her hand. "Or, something to bring the whole court together."
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"Forgiven." Daniel said. He felt like he was being rather generous, in actuality; he cleared his throat and glanced her over once more. "Have you met my mistress, queen Clara of England? Perhaps she can help you learn."
Sarita took a breath and attempted to calm herself so she could at the very least try to speak properly. ” F-Forgive me, I am far from my homeland and I do know what is up and what is down. I am Princess Sarita, it is n-nice to meet you.”
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Daniel sighed carefully, offering a hand to help her up. "Don't worry 'bout it," he said, reluctantly, helping her stand and brushing himself off. "I'll just get some more." A lie, but it wouldn't do to have another foreign noblewoman complaining to everyone because she can't handle being disagreed with. He sighed again, running a hand through his hair. "Are you hurt?"

If it wasn’t clear already, the lady of Castile had been quite absent ever since she arrived in England. Busy with everything but her surroundings. And when she was like that, suddenly she was always in the wrong place at the wrong time. Other people would perhaps get more carefull, and Joanna tried her best to avoid running into someone once more after the accident with the Dauphin of France. But unfortunately, it didn’t seem to help.
The halls seemed so empty, like everyone was gone. She should have known it was too quiet. She had her eyes focussed on her goal, the door at the end of the hall, as someone suddenly bumped into her from the left. It was so sudden that she got out balanced and landed on the floor. Seeing food rolling past her as curse words echoed through the hall. She mentally hated herself for making the same mistake once again. Wondering how she could be such a dumb goose. She tried to get on her feet again, as she heard the young man’s words. Her eyes flashed from the food on the floor to the young man standing not far away from her. Suddenly it was like she didn’t know the words anymore as she tried to apologize. “I… I didn’t…”
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ok i have made a compromise: im gonna do some of my replies on daniel cos hes the only character i have muse for right now
after i go get me a damn doughnut
but its rlly dark out so if i die just know that the official cause of death for my characters is scripted ok read below:
daniel gets beheadded i want to see a full big-ass turn out Y'ALL BETTER CRY
william dies of poison i'm not saying who did it u can pick
sebastian dies by accident he drowns on his spit or trips down the stairs or s/t idk hes dumb
good
brb
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Daniel didn't mean to run straight into someone, but he did. His food went rolling across the floor and he swore: he didn't know if he could beggar more bread, grapes and old meat off of mistress cook, -- he let out a rather colorful swear in the direction of the person who had knocked into him without looking. When he finally did, he sighed quietly.
"That was my supper." Daniel said, tone wavering.
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queenisolde answered your question:[[MOR] i know i owe people replies but my...
got one for william :) made a starter for him yesterday
aye i gotchu i gotchu
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"-- Milady, milady, calm down." Daniel spoke soothingly. He dared not touch a noblewoman, save offending her, but he took a placating step back. His voice was soft, gentle. "Don't worry, you don't cause offense, or trouble. M'name's Daniel, I work with the horses my queen, and my king, ride."
"No you weren’t… you don’t need to.." Sarita didn’t really know to say. He didn’t need to bow to her this wasn’t even her kingdom. "You weren’t in the way. I s-shouldn’t have been so careless. I’m sorry if I have caused you any trouble."
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"There ain't need for that." Danny said, awkwardly, attempting a laugh. He had no idea how to handle Clara sticking up for him where he could see -- it made him feel as if he was using her or something equally shameful. "I kissed him. Right as we met again. 'Tis my fault if he feels a discomfort."
”Anyone that can forget you does not deserve to be in my castle,” she said seriously. She would not stand for someone treating her friend unkindly, and she would not allow him to sleep in her beds and eat her food. ”Either he will treat you with the respect and kindness you deserve, or I will throw him out myself.”
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i know i owe people replies but my activity page isnt working
so basically if i didnt reply either message me to reply or to start a new chat!!
or reply to this post w/ whatever u want
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Daniel bit back the retort, you aren't king, it isn't your throne, -- and instead stepped closer, only by feet. "First time in months an' you wanna try'n make me bend over that?" Danny made a show of eying the throne, and then him. "Nae, I'd ride you -- save that'd make my knees ache for months. Make a real offer."
Edward smiled widely at Daniel. He held up a hand and crooked his index finger towards himself a few times to signal he wanted Daniel to come closer. ”Or I could lock the doors and here and take you on my throne,” he said, eyebrows raised.
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Daniel felt himself hit someone, and then the ground. Good lord. He was minding his own damn business for the first time in his life, and look what happened. Daniel sighed, standing up and brushing himself off. When he got a good look at the woman, he blinked, hard. He had never seen such exotic clothing, never seen such beautifully tinted skin, or such finery.
He hurried into a bow. Clearly this woman was of noble descent if she could afford all of the jewelry he saw. "Ain't no problem," He said, quickly, "I'm just a servant," -- a lie, but good enough. "I ain't meant'a be in the way."
"Please you don’t understand, I need to go home! There’s been a mistake!" Sarita cried out. She banged on the doors of carriage and was ignored once more.Twice, she had gotten sick on the journey but they would not send her back. She tried to pay someone for passage back,but was returned and taken back.Sarita was her father’s surprise gift to Europe, a guest of French Court, but that wasn’t entirely true in her father’s eyes. Whatever empire in this strange world could forge a strong alliance with the princess, got the princess. Whatever land got Sarita, got the Empire.She was nothing but a human contract with no family to protect her,or friends to guide her.Sarita was completely alone in a new world and that sent her into a panic. As soon as the carriage stopped at her new lodgings in the dark of night,Sarita bolted.
Sarita could hear guards yelling her name but she kept running through the castle like a child away from their mother. She wasn’t exactly sure where she was running too as she slammed into someone,hitting the floor. Not daring to look up out of fear and embarrassment, Sarita pushed herself from her position sprawled on the floor and bowed to whomever was standing before her. Could she killed in this land for such a display? She did not know.
"I-I’m so sorry…I didn’t look where I was going." She said,her voice,shaking with fear.
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hello everyone! im gonna reply to my long things and then my short things
but it will all be short
cos my head is all fucked up from having close to 3 hours of german straight today oops
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