alejandrofporvo:
The King of Porvo was not just arriving to the Grand Castellum. He was quite unimpressed when the carriage stopped in front of what had been a long-abandoned and dreary place. Alejandro and his caravan that followed was full of flashy colors and well, of course, he brought minstrels to play music to pass the time before they arrived. “No wonder Illyria was so intent on invading, this is indeed a sad state of affairs compared to our own home.” He said half to himself and to anyone who happened to be passing. Of course, the kingdom of Porvo was among the last to show up because the king did not wait on anyone else, they waited for him. “Get the rooms settled,” He ordered not looking at any one specifically just expecting it to be done. “And I’ll have a look about.”
it was not clear yet , at least to corrine , if the man before her knew if anyone was around to talk to or if he was simply talking just talk . she had wandered very far from her ladies , indeed , and had since regretted her curiosity . the grand castellum was one of history , to be sure , but was not one of beauty in her own eyes . she would much rather be home , though she understands quite well the importance of being here . she decides to ignore the man for a moment , thinking she can walk briskly by and back to her group , but he speaks again - and acts as though she will do his bidding ? corrine can’t help but allow a bitter , cold laugh to escape her lips . “ you know not to whom you speak , ser , ” she says , hands clasping neatly in front of her corseted front . “ and further , it seems as though a look about will do one no good , for there is nothing to look at here . ”
