bloody valor

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WHO WANTS TO BE KING?

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--- @karolinafhnvr // “Duchess--” he mused, a slight wave of concern on his features. whether it was genuine or not, most would never know. “-- is it safe to be here alone? where are your ladies?”

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--- @valdemarswdn // ezio ran his finger over the top of delicately carves battle props that lay atop a strategy table. he had spent most of his days in his own, fawning over plans of domination and power-- here, he simply watched, gaining knowledge and expressing himself as indifferent. he flicked one of the small wooden carved ships over with his index finger, giving a light chuckle to himself before correcting it’s position. “What do you think of these peace talks King Valdemar? What is your standing on the word and it’s meaning?”

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--- @arthurcfengland // “I do believe that you and I are in need of a little entertainment.” the king mused rather sinfully, voice lowered so that wayward ears may not hear. “tell me-- how does a king entertain himself here? you must show me.”

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--- @rosethistle​ // he sat just shy of the entrance to the great hall, hound at his side, hand firmly clasped around the collar of the great, black beast. in his free hand the king held onto a worn leather bound book, the pages tattered and lived in as his eyes scanned over them. it was not often that he received moments of peace these days, regardless, he took the moments where he could. a shadow crowed the musty pages where his eyes were exploring, causing him to look up from the book. “Ah, a shadow of beauty.” he mused as he rose to his feet, the hound copying his movements. “and here I was thinking a shadow could not possess such beauty.”

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--- @princessxannex​ // ezio looked down from astride his horse, he preferred to keep in the saddle rather than in court. proceedings were dull and bored him more than he cared to admit, but as the sun lay low on the horizon, he felt that returning his horse to the stable was the only option at the moment. he liked to take the time after each hunt to care for his horse himself, rather than palm it off to whoever was willing to take the reigns. ezio stood int he stable, brush in hand, talking absent mindedly to his steed when he felt someone approach. “I have been informed many times before that talking to animals as if they are human is a sign of insanity..” he trailed off, turning towards his visitor with a small smirk on his face. “but when these animals hold more soul than half of the court, i believe i am bound to, what say you princess? do you converse with your own hounds? perhaps the geese?”

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