princexrobbofthesouthernisl-blog

[princexrobbofthesouthernisl-blog]

"Well, I haven't attempted to kill you and take over your kingdom. At least, not yet..." "Only joking, of course. I already have far more royal responsibility and standing than I care for...or know what to do with, for that matter..." "Does that satisfy you, my lady?"

anopendoorishere:

"Yes that would be it he sucks by the way."

princexrobbofthesouthernisles:

[ He couldn’t help but let out a slight chuckle at this. Very unbecoming of a prince, to be sure, but he couldn’t help it. After all, she certainly wasn’t entirely wrong… ]

“Dully noted,…

[ He granted her a light nod coupled with a wry grin. ]

“I certainly hope not, my lady…”

"Well is he like that all the time what gives me a reason your any nicer."

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"Too big, to be sure." "Only kidding, of course. But I'm afraid if you're looking for a serious answer, I myself must confess ignorance in this regard. I lose track of the family members I regularly associate with enough as it is..."

princexrobbofthesouthernisles:

"It seems you’re correct. One great big happy family we are…"

"You may call me Robb, I suppose. And please, just Robb. ‘Uncle Robb’ has little ring to it…plus it makes me sound about twenty years too old, wouldn’t you say so?"

"Pleasure to meet you…Robb. I think I can agree with you there. If we’re throwing out titles, I’m your nephew. Prince Madden, but I don’t care about that silly title, besides, Madden is good.. How big is out family, anyways?"

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[ Walks down street with book in her hand, then bumps into you ] "I'm so sorry! I'm just reading. A reallyl good book.."

"That’s quite alright, my lady. Trust me, I certainly understand being under the sway of a good book…"

"That one you have there…what’s it called, if I might ask?"

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“I’ve been instructed to stay and escort you back to the Southern Isles myself, your majesty. We leave whenever you’re ready, and the festivities are to begin whenever we arrive.”

♕ ｑｕｅｅｎ~ “Hello. I’m Elsa, Queen of Arendelle. And you are?”

♚ ᴘʀɪɴᴄᴇss ~ “The name is...

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[ Robb grinned weakly, shaking his head and rolling his eyes, his voice dripping with cynicism. ]

“Failing to notice one of their sons, it would seem, is what got the kingdom into the mess with which we now find ourselves in. Now, we’ve got Hans chained in the dungeons swearing revenge on whoever and whatever crosses his mind, our trade arrangement with Arendelle, one of our primary trading partners, in jeopardy, and Mother and Father are still failing entirely to act, beyond throwing the occasional temper tantrum...”

“...and it’s a mystery to people why I choose to limit my involvement in politics...”

[ He then focused his attention back to Anders. ]

“But yes, staying out of the castle would probably be wise. I plan on taking to the woods for the evening, myself. It’s been a fair while since I’ve painted, at any rate...”

“Anders. Lovely day, isn’t it?” Robb inquired, trying his best to seem uncharacteristically friendly and conversive.

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                 The prince allowed a brow to quirk; slightly surprised at the pleasantries. “It is. Couldn’t ask for a better spring day.” Clearing his throat, he glanced away. “Got plans to enjoy it, Robb?”

[princexrobbofthesouthernisl-blog]

[ He couldn’t help but laugh at this in turn. ]

“That sounds quite agreeable to me. I doubt the rulers of Arendelle would take too kindly for having to entertain our company for an overextended period of time. You’ve heard the stories of them, haven’t you? Anna and Elsa...they say their beauty is unparalleled in all the lands...I suppose tales like that would make one think, wouldn’t you say?”

[ He then let out a small, airy chuckle at his older brother’s inquiry, despite there being little humor to be found in his answer. ]

“But really, brother mine, the only “work” I’ve been up to as of late is being groomed, pressed, and prepared by Mother and Father for a life I do not want, nor will I ever want...”

[ He sighed. ]

“There are days...there are many days where I’d like nothing more than to run off into the wildlands and leave this life of regality behind entirely. To be perfectly frank, nothing would please me more. And yet, here I stay. Nothing is stronger than family, after all, it would seem...”

[ He rubbed his eyes, chuckling sadly once more. ]

“I apologize, Hugo, I hardly mean to be so terribly negative. It seems what the others say of me are true...‘broods and sulks about the castle; that is, if he isn’t keeping to entirely to his quarters, the library, or the woods’...very perceptive, they are, I must admit...”

[ Robb couldn’t help but chuckle lightly at this. Hugo never seemed to lose hope hope that he might one day finally find his place amongst the Southern Isles elite, perhaps even serving as Secretary of State someday. ]

[ It was an admirable sense of optimism, to be sure, Robb thought. But mistaken, nonetheless. ]

“No, I’m afraid not, brother mine…no one has perfected that position quite like you have, I don’t intend on usurping you of it for the distant future.”

“No…the truth is…if you can keep this secret for me…I long to leave the castle walls. To go somewhere, anywhere…to have an adventure of sorts. I know it’s terribly childish, but it’s what I’ve dreamed of since I was a boy; visiting far off lands, meeting new and exciting people…getting out of Mother and Father’s watchful gaze, so to speak…not having to be so terribly prim and proper all the time…”

“I don’t know…this life seems to wear on you after awhile, I suppose…and perhaps I think that, maybe if I had just one chance to get away from it…to get to be ‘Robb Westergard’ instead of ‘Prince Robert of the Southern Islss’ just once for a change…I don’t know…it’s just been a dream of mine, I suppose…for almost as long as I can remember…”

“Foolish, I know…”

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[ With a light nod, he shook the princess’ hand firmly, a small yet lingering grin on his lips. ]

“The pleasure’s mine, my lady, to be sure. And thank you for your offer, but I’ve always found getting lost in the woods to be a rather comforting thing. Ironically enough, it’s in such circumstances when I’ve always found things to be the most clear. No, but I’m not exactly lost, in this case. Just sort of avoiding the talk of politics and treaties and alliances and trade routes and whatnot. Figured I would disappear into the woods for a couple of hours...but I must admit, I was not expecting to run into any princesses on the way...”

[ He looking musingly on as the arrow hit its target. ]

“Not bad…not bad at all. I myself haven’t practiced for nearly as long. Just something of a hobby I’ve worked on developing in recent years, I suppose. I doubt my parents would call it terribly practical,...

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[princexrobbofthesouthernisl-blog]

“If I told you, I doubt you would believe me...or think very highly of me, for that matter...so yes, ignoring it would probably be for the best...”

“Quick question; do you have anything for a hangover about the place? A rather serious one, I’m afraid...damn...”

[[ OPEN: ]]

"…oh…erm…hello…didn’t see you there…"

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[ As she shot back a dry retort, Robb’s eyebrows creased in instant concerns. His feelings for the queen aside, her stubborn pride was bordering on sheer idiocy. ]

“Well, /your highness/, do you forget that the Southern Isles is one of Arendelle’s primary trading partners? And vice versa? Sorry...‘was’? With all due respect, your grace, you blame my entire kingdom for the actions of one man. Who will be held accountable once he is returned to us, mind you, but regardless...I’m certain that we could figure out some sort of arrangement if you would so much as entertain the idea...”

[ He grumbled, struggling to keep his temper under control. ]

“...forgive me, that was out of line. I will, of course, respect and obey your wishes and requests, Queen Elsa. I simply wish for my brother to be returned, that’s all...leaving trading out of it for a moment...”

[ Her words reignited his focus. He was a prince of the Southern Isles (for better or for worse). And, like it or not, he had a duty to his kingdom and to his family. And right now, she stood directly in the way of that duty. ]

[ He knew his parents would throw...

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“...oh...erm...um...your majesty, this is...um...well, this is awkward...sorry...”

[ He got out of the cupboard and straightened himself out, blushing a crimson shade of red. ]

“Needless to say, it was an...interesting night. Erm...I’m really very sorry you had to see me like this, my lady...”

[[ OPEN: ]]

"…oh…erm…hello…didn’t see you there…"

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"Hello! I didn't know I had brothers. This is weird..." ((Hello! This /message/ is weird! I'm sorry! But thanks for the follow!))

“Hanna, please...is this sort of playing dumb your idea of getting revenge for the others ignoring you? If so, I assure you, that was hardly my doing...”“So, if you could spare me from your usual sort of wrath, that certainly wouldn’t be unappreciated...”

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[[ OPEN: ]]

"...oh...erm...hello...didn't see you there..."

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[ Headcanon: ]

In their early years, Robb, in an uncharacteristic act of kindness, taught Hans everything he knew about fencing and swordplay in general. Truth be told, he had never had anyone else to fight fairly with, and their sparrings proved to be an excellent outlet for both of them, even if it didn’t strengthen their bond, at least outwardly. However, Hans soon gave up this hobby, too focused on his schemes for power enough to compete with his other older brothers, and Robb was left without a sparring partner once more. Not that he cared, of course, as he would tell you without a second thought...