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Post by God on Aug 22, 2013 8:37:34 GMT -7
"We were very modern," he explained. "The queen has always been the ruler, and her husband has always slept with her. You may have noticed the large room directly to the left of the staircase, over the throneroom. That was the princess's bedroom. Illyanna sleeps there when she visits, as she did when she was a child. You can have it tonight, if you wish."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 9:35:10 GMT -7
Jasmine smiled and nodded. "It would be very proper of us to have me sleep separate from you." Carefully she walked towards the door. Before she decended, she turned back towards him. "But I would hate to spend the night alone in a new place." Her eyes blinked innocently.
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Post by God on Aug 22, 2013 11:43:57 GMT -7
He smirked. "Far be it from me to refuse my lady her desire. I shall be sleeping here, though."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 12:28:51 GMT -7
Jasmine laughed as she took a step down the stairs. "I don't think you do sleep. Unless you hit your head really hard." Her body sashayed away to the Princess's bedroom to sleep.
Rajani sat in her room watching as more construction took place. She had helped the whole time before and was actually ordered to get some rest. The elder's talked and they wanted to have a celebration in a week. It still worried her about having a party when it was more necessary for their homes to be built. Carefully she picked up a mini messenger and whispered it to what she needed to say. She then opened a portal in her hand mirror to send the little guy into Micah's room at Icemelier.
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Post by God on Aug 22, 2013 13:57:26 GMT -7
Micah watched her go, then stripped down to heavenly pants. "Speak," he said as the messenger entered.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 14:16:44 GMT -7
The messenger gave a small bow before reciting the invitation. "The Imperial Kingdom of the Twilight wishes to extend an invitation to the Warriors of the Light in celebration of their victory over the Warlord Vailant Zantos. Her Royal Highness would be delighted and honored if you attend. The celebration shall be in a week's time. Sincerely, Rajani Midna, Queen of Shadows." The messenger then stopped. "If you wish I have a second personal message for your demon Milord. Along with the request to stay for a reply."
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Post by God on Aug 22, 2013 16:38:41 GMT -7
Micah shifted instantly, amber eyes flashing. "Do tell, peon."
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 18:42:03 GMT -7
The messenger gave a small yelp and bowed low. When it spoke, it came out in Rajani's voice. "My Darling Ragnar. I wanted to send this so many times ever since you left me the first time. Unfortunately each messenger was quickly killed before I could send it. But now, at the aspect of never seeing you again after the celebration I figured it's best that I send it to you now. I love you. I think that I've been in love with you ever since I first laid my impish eyes on you. I used my power to send memories to try to make you forget of our feelings as well as to forget my own. But I must admit that I can't deny them. Regardless if you do not reciprocate yourself or if duty prevent you to, I wanted you to know. Forever yours, Ani" The messenger finished and winced thinking it would be killed.
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Post by God on Aug 22, 2013 19:42:04 GMT -7
He nodded. "Very brave of you." He waved his hand in something akin to a jedi mind trick. "Remember for repeat. Perhaps I am beginning to reciprocate. Even if it is only the influence of my eternal companions, I no longer want simply to satisfy myself upon you. It has been proven time and again, that an intelligent parasite cannot avoid absorbing some of its host, and I believe that has happened. If ever you need me, call, and I will come. But I am still chained, and so must acquiesce first to my host, and his love is for another." He took a breath, then waved his hand again. "Remember for repeat." Walking to the window, he pointed back the way the messenger had come, back to the Hellmouth, where the portal would be reopened. "Deliver." He watched the messenger depart, then dropped through a hole in the floor to the nursery before descending the stairs to the princess chambers. He entered silently.
((We forgot something. Jasmine is British aristocracy. As such, she would be very familiar with the British royal family, and Prince Harry was just revealed to be a lycan.))
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Post by Deleted on Aug 22, 2013 19:58:42 GMT -7
((I figured it was another Prince Harry *drools* And who knows, maybe she heard rumors about it and chose not to react for descressional reasons. I mean do you really want people to admit that their prince is a werewolf? And you forgot to have them respond to the RSVP for the celebration))
The messenger nodded and left.
Jasmine laid in bed mostly asleep. The moonlight filtered in through the window illuminating her features. Beneath her, her red hair fanned out like a cape. Her chest rose and fell in an even rhythm and her lips parted as she drew in breath.
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Post by God on Aug 22, 2013 20:09:23 GMT -7
He had also promised they would be there, along with any team members who wished to go.
He walked silently across the thick carpet to gaze down on her, then bent to gently kiss her on the lips.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2013 5:16:15 GMT -7
Jasmine felt the kiss and she moved her head to the side. A smile played on her lips as her eyes began to open. "I thought you were sleeping in the master bedroom." She whispered softly and sleepily.
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Post by God on Aug 23, 2013 5:43:11 GMT -7
"I don't want to sleep alone in such an old place." He grinned as his suit disappeared to his waist. Washboard stomach, skulpted pecs, chiseled biceps.
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Post by Deleted on Aug 23, 2013 14:53:55 GMT -7
Jasmine gave a small laugh and moved over for him. When he was beside her, she snuggled against his body. Her own soft form fitting to his hard one as if it was meant to. Her head rested on his chest and soon she was back asleep.
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Post by God on Aug 23, 2013 16:18:58 GMT -7
He dozed lightly, though he never truly fell asleep."
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