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better not say it i met her at church but she could be satan.

[faevalena]

of-pinned-wings‌:

Pulling a rather sour face as he spoke, not because it was he who spoke, but rather the subject matter. “I don’t think anyone would, least of all you.” Pulling on the sheets, she kept the clean ones well clear until the potentially ruined ones were on the floor. It was his next statement that caught her off-guard, not many in the castle shared his opinion. “Well, that makes you a rarity.” There was a certain gentleness creeping into her voice, something decidedly less hostile than their first encounter. 

Holding one of the pillowcases between her teeth she tossed one half of the sheet across the bed to him. “Nyx” she mumbled through the fabric in her mouth, her wings moving ever so slightly behind her, disturbed by the air moving from under the sheet.

alexandre’s eyes follow the movement of her wings for a moment.  the fae, alexandre has always thought, have a quality more enchanting than that of even the sirens.  it makes sense that he’s seen a handful around the castle already -- treated like pretty decorations.  the half-elf takes the side of the sheets closest to him, pulling it taught across the corners of the bed.  “ nice to meet you, nyx.  i’m alexandre  i don’t spend much time in the castle -- i imagine why we haven’t met before. ”

[faevalena]

a-royalblog‌:

     “ i had respect before all of this. this isn’t my first kingdom and i didn’t use subjugation then. i only use it now because i don’t trust any of you, nor did i trust any of you not to try something after i won. i know from experience that all you creatures can be…spiteful.” usually if anyone talked to stephen like this he would have their tongue, but avalena seemed interesting so he was going to let her keep hers. “hmm, i think i’ll get it eventually but i like your feistiness .”

    “ controlling the losers of any war is difficult, ” avalena concedes.  the counters clean and food put away, avalena hops up to sit on the counter.  the king certainly hasn’t asked for her opinion or insight, but avalena’s never learned to hold her tongue.  “ the issue you’ve created, of course, is that there’s at least a dozen people in this castle who, given the slightest slip-up in security, would love nothing more than to slip a knife between your ribs.  and that day will come, eventually. ”  if it weren’t so abhorrent, the situation may actually be an interesting quandry to puzzle out.  “ questions of efficacy aside, i get the sense you enjoy it, no?  it can’t be a purely political maneuver -- rumor has it you’ve fucked a good many of your captives. ”

[faevalena]

of-pinned-wings‌:

“Gods forbid I bother you more than once.” She muttered under her breath as she neared the side of the bed. “Appearances can be deceiving, can they not? You weren’t expected back and I’m sure some selfish master helped themselves to an empty bed for a few minutes of entertainment.” Her words were scathing, but only in the sense of general distaste of the masters just helping themselves.

There was a mild surprise to her, sure there were other Masters that could boast they knew how to change a bed, but to find one that was willing to actually do so was a rarity. “Perhaps Sir should relax with a bath, and I will be done before you are.”

     alexandre arches a brow at the suggestion and continues with the linens instead, stripping off the old bedding.  “ are you saying you want to touch the sheets potentially covered with a stranger’s sweat and cum ?? ”  he makes a face at the thought and tosses the dirty sheets as quickly as possible.  “ i can relax with a bath later.  i don’t get off on making someone else do housework for me.  what’s your name ?? ”

[faevalena]

dantryrobbins‌:

Dantry’s distinctly aware of the man staring, but it’s something he’s gotten used to.  Hell, there’s a part of him that finds it kind of flattering, not that he’d admit to that.  “Good.”  Was all he said, finishing tugging on his shirt before he turned his attention to the master.  “Which horse is it?  I can grab them for you if you want.”

   “ sure, that’d be great. ”  alexandre peers around the stables curiously -- he hasn’t spent much time down here.  he gets his fill of animals through his work.  “ the black arabian one is mine.  her name is reverie.  she tends to cause trouble, though.  if she’s giving you a hard time, i don’t mind getting her myself. ”

[faevalena]

fxck-thx-king‌:

Odiane

“Something for headaches - something that works for fae.” Her wings shifted at her back, as if it hadn’t been obvious beforehand that she was one. “Honeysuckle, perhaps?” She’d always been a fan of the sweeter taste. They had honey in the kitchen - plenty of it. But no honeysuckle.

“What do you think?” She raised a brow. “What does everyone pay everyone else with around here? A fuck for some honeysuckle - those are my other means.” She wasn’t a delicately spoken woman - not in business transactions.

   “ hardly a valuable commodity here. ”  it’s not necessarily the fae’s fault, but the tenor of this conversation is annoying him more with each passing moment.  “ you can’t pay with something i could ask for regardless of what i provide for you.  or with something i could walk down the hall and get from anyone else here.  i fuck often enough not to need to accept it as a bartering chip.  try again.  what else can you offer? ”

[faevalena]

rose--and-thorns‌:

She waved a dismissive hand, his tone earlier really not having bothered her all that much.  The slaves could be snappy enough that she’d gotten used to the occasional attitude here and there.  Besides, Rose knew how she could be after a long couple of days.  “It’s alright.  If I got offended every time someone had a tone with me, I’d be in a perpetually bad mood myself.”  She reassured him with a quick grin.  “Somewhere to hide out for a bit, to be honest.”

   alexandre does actually laugh at that, flashing a grin back at her.  “ it’s certainly a tense place, isn’t it ??  someone’s always pissed off. ”  for good reason, but he doesn’t say that out loud, lest he be found out.  “ i can provide a hideout, yeah.  as long as you don’t mind the company -- i’m already hiding out in here. ”

[faevalena]

fxck-thx-king‌:

Odiane

“I have other means.” She returned, completely shameless over her use of certain feminine wiles to get what she wanted from people. The statement came with a shrug.

“You don’t come across anything useful out there? Nothing?” She frowned, biting her lower lip. She needed something for headaches and none of the usual kitchen shit worked.

   the annoyance alexandre feels is mounting.  he rubs his temples for a moment.  “ alright, so -- first of all.  i come across a lot of useful things.  you’ll have to be a lot more specific than that.  tell me what it is you’re looking for specifically.  i’m not going to go through every one of my finds on the off chance you might deem it useful. ”  gods above, the conversation is skewing towards pointless now.  “ paint me a picture. what other means do you think you have to pay me for my trouble ?? ”

[faevalena]

a-royalblog‌:

      “it’s because i don’t trust you lot that you have all these limitations.” he continues eating the food that she provided, liking the taste of the bread. “no, i don’t expect a thank you. i know all of you hold some type of contempt in your heart for me. the only thing i expect from any of you is respect and to do as you are told, because i hold the crown and because i won the war. anything else you feel is irrelevant to me.”

   “ i feel sorry for you, i think, ” avalena muses.  “ a sad life, if subjugation seems the only viable way to get the respect you crave. ”  she hums a little tune as she wipes off the counter.  “ i can do what i’m told, that’s easy.  but respect, your majesty -- if you want that from me, you’ll grow old waiting for it. ”

[pixielightco]

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[faevalena]

of-pinned-wings‌:

Most of the masters didn’t care when slaves came and went in regards to doing duties like cleaning and replacing linens, this did not seem to be the case today. She’d walked through the open door, normally a fair sign that you weren’t interrupting something, arms full of fresh sheets and towels Nyx stopped in her tracks, her wings lifting off her back ever so slightly at the abbrassiveness. 

Her eyes narrowed at his attempt at an apology, “I don’t need anything.” Her tone just as rough as his, “I was bringing you fresh linens … but it seems i’ve caught you at a bad time.” It was in no way shape or form an apology, they were indeed a rarity from the fae woman. Watching him curiously she wondered what had spoilt his mood so much. “Do you want me to come back?” She was perfectly content in leaving the linens at the door at letting him try to put them away. 

    “ the linens look pretty fresh to me, ” alexandre says brusquely.  his eyes flicker from her expression to the wings at her back.  he feels guilty, immediately, for his outburst.  she’s doing a job.  not even a job -- a forced obligation.  “ no, don’t go.  you’d just bother me twice then. ”  he gets up off the edge of his bed and starts to pull the linens off.  “ just give me a hand and we’ll make quicker work of it. ”

[faevalena]

fxck-thx-king‌:

Odiane

It’s pity, she thinks, that mixes oddly with jealousy in her heart. He gets to leave, gets to metaphorically spread his wings where she can’t even physically spread hers. She’s indoors all day, caring for Lady Rose. Princess Rose. What the fuck ever - she didn’t care about the woman’s false title.

“I was wondering what herbs you found.” She asks the man. He’s a ranger and so he must have found something. “I was willing to buy if you have what I needed.”

   “ i’m a ranger -- not a fucking forager. ”  his days involve slightly higher stakes than rummaging around for rosemary or lavender.  alexandre looks the fae over for a moment before shrugging.  “ maybe go ask someone in the kitchen  besides, i can’t imagine you have money to buy shit from me, regardless. ” 

[faevalena]

dantryrobbins‌:

It had been a long day at the stable, letting the horses out to properly stretch their legs while the stablehands cleaned up inside.  Dantry had cleaned up a couple of the horses as well before it was apparently decided that he was done and had to be sent back down to the cells.  The half-elf began to pull his shirt back on just as he heard someone approaching and huffed quietly.  “I’m hurrying, be patient.”  He muttered without looking up.

@faevalena​

   if alexandre’s gaze lingers a little longer than necessary, then it’s because he’s only human.  or, at least, he’s partially human, and that’s the part he’ll blame it on.  “ i’m not impatient, ” alexandre says defensively.  “ i’m just here to check on my horse. you can take your time. ”

[faevalena]

rose--and-thorns‌:

Even now, Rose finds herself getting easily lost within the castle, which was probably why people tried to insist she take someone with her who knew the layout well.  Once again, however, the princess had given her ‘guard’ the slip and stumbled into a room that she had thought been one thing but instead turned out to be the bedroom of someone she doesn’t immediately recognize.  The princess offered a kind of sheepish smile, though she did her best to not stare.  He was, after all, very attractive.  “Oh.  Uhm.  Nothing, I…might have gotten the wrong room, I’m sorry.”

   alexandre adjusts his tone when it dawns on him that his company, uninvited or not, is the princess.  when he speaks next, it’s with a smile to match hers.  “ don’t apologize, princess -- it’s more than alright. ”  he shrugs off his jacket next, leaving it over the back of the room’s sole chair.  “ it’s been a long week; it’s made me snappier than usual. ”  he sits back down on the edge of his bed and raises an eyebrow.  “ well, is there somewhere i can help you find, or are you just looking to hide out for a while? ”  

[sand-snake-kate]

[faevalena]

   “ what do you want ?? ” the man demands, looking up from his boots but continues to unlace them with a single-minded purpose.  it’s alexandre’s first time indoors in about two weeks, and he plans to enjoy it just as soon as he can unpack.  he’s glad to sleep in a bed, but he forgets, with distance, how fucking anxious everyone in this kingdom makes him.  the threat that someone will discover his heritage casts a pall on the aesthetically lovely place.  “ i didn’t -- fuck, i wasn’t trying to snap.  i’m just tired.  what do you need ?? ” he asks, a touch more gentle this time. 

[faevalena]

a-royalblog‌:

“well i hope that you are correct in your prediction, because all of this is a pain in the ass.” katalina says, but she has to agree. she also have seen kingdoms rise and fall at the hands of different kings, though known were ever as cruel as the one with the crown now. “so, you speak so as if you’ve been here for awhile. what are you avalena?”

   “ i’m fae, if that’s what you mean.  i haven’t been here long, only about a month or so.  i suppose the days just feel a lot longer.”  avalena gets restless in a place like this.  she craves wind and the sun and wide open spaces.  like all creatures, she’s meant to be free.  “ how long have you been here ?? ”

[faevalena]

fxck-thx-king‌:

Nynam

“Burns happen whilst cooking.” He told her with a small shrug. Perhaps not the same as dragon burns, but burns at the very least.

“Please don’t.” He wasn’t ready to speak on his son yet. He missed him terribly still, and he desperately wanted to not think about it. He was much too emotional when he thought of his sons to accept any condolences or well wishes. “Not now. Not till all this is over and we can put him to true rest with his other siblings.” With all the other children he had lost.

    “ your right, nynam.  i owe you an apology; i shouldn’t have brought it up. ”  avalena stands, pats the man’s cheek gently, and smiles.  her faux pas has brought an uncharacteristic amount of anxiety with it, perhaps egged on by the circumstances, so she paces the room.  “ obviously, in the meantime -- i know i can’t do much, but. well, if there’s anything i can do to help you...please feel free to ask me.  i’ll do what i can to help you. ”