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''Royality is not what it seems, it has it's dark history.''

[kingsimonobaje]

archdruiddragoslav:

“’Twas a joke, Simon, have you not rested? Your eyes are weary. A tired King is a bad king. You are overworking yourself and you are unfit to make any decisions right now,” the Druid rarely took an authoritative stance, so when he did, it was wise to listen. He stepped into the room, ambling over to the desk, pouring himself some tea and sitting. “Come sit and speak to me Simon,”

‘’ Uh last time I slept was maybe two days ago, I think I have some sleep disease or something. ‘’ He’d joked but he knew the other would take it seriously.  Simon let the other, more like he let himself in and just closed the door. ‘’ I have a lot of work to do, I don’t have time.’’ He’d expressed but he knew the more he pressed the more the other would push back so he gave up and sat down. ‘’ Talk to you about what?’’

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archdruiddragoslav:

The Druid was on his classical rounds when he decided to check on the King. While it wasn’t seldom he spoke to the King, it wasn’t as frequent that he arrived unannounced. The younger kings of the three kingdoms weren’t typically as stable, and hence needed a bit more guidance. His lips curled into a humor filled smile at seeing the young angered king. “I presume you won’t ask to have me executed?”

Simon stood there was a confused expression, he barely had any sleep and so much work was piling up he doesn’t know what to do.  In his heart, he really wants to burn all those papers but in his brain, he knew that it would backfire on him eventually.  ‘’ Executed, what are you talking about?’’

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adrian-blackwell:

“It was no trouble sir, I just wasn’t expecting anyone else to be up.” Adrian stood his ground but manage to bow his head as respect when he recognized the man before him. He hadn’t really had the chance to encounter a royal during his time away from Landmere- being treated as a commoner, he realized is different as acting as one. He may be a duke now but a king is still a king. “Did you want to use the equipments yourself?” He asked as he gestured towards them. “I am finished with my training Sir.”

‘’ I know it was late and figured everyone would be in their quarters by now.’’  Even though he’s a king, he didn’t think to barge in someone’s personal space was very polite. Though he did question why someone would be training this late in the night but different people did have different schedules so I guess that would explain it.  ‘’ I was going to but I can wait until you’re finished, there is no hurry. ‘’ He’d expressed ‘’ You looked like you were in the middle of a set.’’

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callistoxrealight

A soft chuckle escaped Callisto’s lips upon realizing who stood before him in his throne room. He took a mental note to talk with his Lord Chamberlain later for not properly informing him of a royal visitor. “The pleasure is mine, Your Grace,” Callisto replied, forcing a smile. At least in Landmere, people knew how to properly dress a King. Tyric’s incivility never ceases to amaze him. But for now, Callisto planned on being pleasant. “So what brings you to my domain? It’s been years since we last saw each other.” 

Simon knew the other dresses flashy more than the other kings in the kingdoms; Simon didn’t want that much attention to his clothing. He wasn’t into that at all, he liked to be basic and basic suited him.  The young king wore the Tyric royal armor and a black overcoat, and of course top it off was his golden crown sitting on his shaved head.  He knew the other judged his sense of style; he’d always done that for the longest. When he visited, he was always flashy even as a prince.  ‘’ Well I was in the area, just came back from a meeting and thought I would stop by and see my favorite diamond king.’’

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oskellweygrand:

Truthfully, Oskell wasn’t busy making armor - they were finished with it, given that he was delivering it, and after big orders, things slowed down enough at the forge that he could go a day without being there. Even still, though, he found himself nodding. “Call in yer servants, sir, so we can have that tea ya were talkin’ ‘bout,” he stated, grip still tight on the crate of breastplates in his arms.

Simon stepped out of his room and closed the door, he’d looked around and looked at one of the servants that walked by. ‘’ Could you please find two large servants that can pick this up for me please.’’ Simon ordered, he felt bad that he didn’t know their names ‘’ or a knights that are in the area, they should be able to pick this up as well.’’ The servants bowed quickly and rushed down the hallway.  The young king turned and thank you for accepting my innovation, ‘’ I don’t get to interact with many citizens of tyric. ‘’

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adrian-blackwell:

Adrian had been up at the all night- plague by nightmares , it’s not an easy fit to find sleep.He set to find place to train and found himself on the kingdom’s training ground. He sighed when he felt a presence.He dropped down and grabbed his shirt and offered a raised a brow at the figure - he couldn’t really see who was. He didn’t even realized that it’s almost dawn. “Anyone ever told you it is not wise to sneak up on someone from Landmere much less knight?”

Simon has been out of shape just a tad, while he was visiting the kingdom of landmere he thought he would just stop by the training ground and get a good workout in, thinking none would be training at this hour.  Dressed in a loose white shirt, he stumbled a bit not expecting seen just standing there, shirtless.  ‘’ Sorry I wasn’t expecting you to be here at this hour, my apologize.’’

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callistoxrealight:

Guards and servants alike stepped aside as Callisto walked the long corridors of the Landmere Palace. Each one bowed their head respectively or curtseyed, paying proper respect to the sovereign monarch whilst offering him small praises of adoration. Callisto’s long white robe ever so elegantly slides against the marble floor, his diamond crown sparkling brightly at the light shining through the tall windows. “His Majesty, Callisto, King of Diamonds” a voice loudly proclaimed. As if on cue, two guards opened the large double doors, allowing him to enter the throne room. After taking his seat, he flashed a pearly white smile at the stranger who requested an audience with him. “To whom do I owe the pleasure for this lovely visit?” he asked in the sweetest of voices. 

Simon advisor has been nagging him all month about going out more and keep trying to get him out of the palace but the king keeps refusing. So this time his advisor set up some sort of meeting, to meet with the king of Landmere which he didn’t intend of meeting anytime soon.  The young king turned around and was pretty surprised by the other’s attire, it was so well out there. Can’t really find the words to describe it. ‘’ So you must be Callisto, it’s a pleasure meet you.’’

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damian--rayne:

He froze. His hearing was gone, replaced by a strange rushing sound that toned out the bangs of the forge; his limbs felt as though they were completely numb; his eyes were practically as wide as breastplates when he took in the sight of the king. The actual king. “… Uh… I… uh…” he blinked, slowly and unsteadily rising to stand. “W-We have everything a-almost ready, Y-Your Majesty. Um…”

Simon chuckled at the nervousness and stuttering mess of the other.  He used to this kind of response from shy servants and other important nobles visiting for numerous events. ‘’ First of all, you forgot to breathe and second relax.’’ He’d chuckled looking down at the young male. ‘’ You don’t have to be so nervous.  I had some free time so I just thought I stopped by the best armor and weapon store in the kingdom’’

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cyrellbutcher:

“Do you need something,” Lucian asked as he quickly glanced up at the man blocking his light. Giving the stranger a once over, the man rolled his eyes as he lifted his discarded shirt to wipe sweat off his brow. Letting his attention fall back on the small blade in his hand, he lifted his sharpening stone and went back to work as he taunted; “Or do you simple enjoy staring at strangers as if they are the new whore at the towns brothel.”

Simon noticed how the other eyed him, which many people did have a double take. He is pretty used to it by now but still, it amused him for some reason.  He could but eye the male’s body, the parts he could see and could tell the male was in shape but couldn’t tell what occupation he was in or was he just an ordinary traveler.  ‘’ I was simply just interested in the blade you had in your possession. ‘’ Simon was caught off guard by the verger language but he leads it to slide.  The king was actually on a trip to cyrell to have few meetings with nobles there, to keep the peace between the kingdoms.

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survivingroyal:

“I’m sorry for interrupting,” Alistair said back, quickly, as the door was thrown open. “I wasn’t intending to cause a scene I was simply hoping we could talk.” Pursing his lips, a faint smile forming in the corners, he smoothed down the front of his clothing; his fingers tracing the embellishment, as if they told a story, thanks to a newly acquired nervous habit. “If you’d rather I come back, I can– when you’re less busy.”

Simon eyed the man, he wasn’t a citizen here that was for sure, His clothing looked very familiar and very expensive so he wasn’t an average traveler either. ‘’ Sorry I- I was just a little busy is all.’’ Simon commented clearing his throat. Simon stepped aside and widens the door. ‘’ Please come in.’’  The young didn’t know this guy was but he must be very important and that symbol…not sure if he’s seen that before.

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oskellweygrand:

The larger man took in the King’s words briefly, trying to decide what to do before he nodded. It would have to take at least two servants to be able to carry the box that was in his hands - unless they were similarly built as he - but it was the better option. He knew better than to leave the King waiting. “If ya want to bring yer servants up here ta collect this one, I’d be grateful,” he stated, making sure to use enunciate the plural of servants. The armor inside of the crate was heavy, after all. “And I can finish deliverin’ the rest of the armor m’self after our… tea.”

Truthfully, Oskell had never had tea before. The only drink he had - other than water - was ale, but even then he did on rare occasions. He may have been forgemaster, and was paid generously, but he wasn’t exactly well-off and he did still have to pay taxes - just like everyone else in the kingdom.

Simon looked down at the package and could tell the other knew what he was talking about. The box was fairly big and the king himself was pretty strong but he didn’t want to break his back by carrying a box of armor, that’s what servants are there for after all. ‘’ Yeah I think I have fairly large male servants who could carry this, so it shouldn’t be a problem,’’ Simon stated with a small smile. The king nodded, agreeing to that. ‘’ Yeah that’s fine, whatever is flexible for you. I didn’t want hold you up,  I know you are fairly busy delivering and making armor.’’

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damian--rayne:

When Damian heard the sound of someone calling out to him, he perked up from the stack of papers he’d been reviewing for the past hour to see who wanted his attention.  “Is there something I can help you with?”  He asked with a bit of a forced smile, not wanting to sound rude to the person despite knowing he had a lot of work to get through. He could at least spare a couple minutes.

Simon cleared his throat, just doing his rounds the kingdom like he does every other week. He doesn’t really pick a day like he uses to, now that he’s much busier nowadays. Stacks and stacks of paperwork that he has yet signed or read. But that what his evenings and nights are for after all. ‘’ I actually just came here to look, not sure to be honest what I am looking for. 

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lysanderboulmar:

“Do you have any proof I am?” Lysander quickly mouthed back without thinking. Letting a sudden silence sit between them, broken quickly by a muffled gasp as the guards fingers dug into his arm, he tried his hand at answering the question again; this time with more respect. “They are accusing me of stealing one of your guards daggers to sell in the markets for gold and, yet, when I tell them I have no gold on me– and no dagger– they come up with wild ideas of where I’ve hidden it because, being a foreigner, I must be a liar. Perhaps they’re right though, I’ve been telling people I’ve met of my bakery in Cyrell– my home– but your men have already kept me here for a night and two days; I fear if they hold me any longer my shop will remain close; then I will be the liar they are so fond of making me. Ser.”

Simon eyebrows arched, He really doesn’t like to discipline ‘’ I really don’t need any, to be honest.’’ He responded even though both of them knew that the king can pretty much lock anyone up without a reason or any evidence but Simon wasn’t that cruel. He has a lot of morals and wouldn’t like to have innocent people in prison especially if they are contributing to the kingdom; every citizen is very valuable to him.  ‘’ Alright, alright I see you’re point. You have been suffering and I am so sorry.’’ He’d apologized on behalf of his own men, Simon gave the knights a look then nodded, dismissing them.  ‘’ I am giving you permission to leave, I will have guards ready to go whenever you are to leave, to escort you out of the kingdom safely. Again I apologize for inconvenience’’ 

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clark-rousseau:

Sometimes, Clark wondered if it was possible to just remain frozen in meditation. To just.. Float among his memories and thoughts for more than just a few hours. It was something out of pure curiosity, but oh so tempting for him to revisit every now and then. Maybe it was just some sort of fantasy of his to just cease to exist in the confinements of this physical world entirely, or maybe it was just something he continued to stick to in a vain attempt of escapism. Regardless of reason, he always came back to reality sooner or later. His still body would grow stiff and ache, or his stomach would call to his mind in a loud grumble. Point was that Clark always came back to his senses in one way or another. 

As he meditated in the back of his shop he was fully content with just losing his sense of reality. He had drifted for about an hour as the dried sage steadily burned wisps of smoke around the partially opened room. Most of his mind might not be attached to the real world, but he was aware of what happened around his actual body. It was a hard habit to beat, being keen to his surroundings and all, so when he heard the faint sound of a doorknob twisting and the metal hinges creak from being opened he quickly snapped to. His eyes opened and he was up on his feet within seconds with an air of calmness  that always lingered around him after meditation. “Welcome, is there anything I can help you with?” He asked as he emerged from the backroom with a placid smile on his face. 

 Simon travels is very rare that he travels to other kingdoms because of his busy schedule but this was urgent and needed the necessary herbs and he has heard a lot of his servants and his own advisor even though he rejected the idea of him going out, even he says this shop is best one and has herbs at a reasonable price. 

One of the guards by his side swung the door open. And the king was the first to step inside, the king personally needed to restock on some herbs, he could have told a servant to make a run but Simon needed to get out and get some fresh air anyways.  ‘’ Sorry to disturb you but I was curious if you have any herbs in stock? Not really sure what I am looking for, to be honest.’’ He’d admitted.

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Lawd have mercy…Morris Chestnut can get it!!!!

I have a weakness for the Tall, Dark, and Handsome!

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oskellweygrand:

The forgemaster said nothing at the other’s muttered utterance, not wanting to argue with the man or even insult him. He was King, after all, and had been so for over a decade, and while Oskell may not have been educated, he was smart - he knew better than to get on the bad side of his lord. “Aye, m’lord. Only the best for the kingdom of Tyric.” And the best it was, as Thika was the best forge in all of the three kingdoms. Of course, Oskell liked to think that Thika was better than even some of the forges in other lands outside of Eborune… but he hadn’t ventured overseas so he didn’t know for sure.

At the King’s offer, though, the older man paused as he contemplated the offer. On the one hand, this was only the first crate of many that Oskell needed to deliver from his cart but on the other… this was the King, and it was rare that he got a glimpse of Lord Obaje. When would he get this opportunity again? “I’d be honored m’lord. But first… where d’ya want me ta put this?” Oskell asked, letting his eyes drift down to the crate before him. Part of him wanted to finish this job, wanted to finish delivering the crates of armor to the knights, but he didn’t want to offend the King either by simply leaving. Or even suggesting that he leave.

It was so rare that he met with a citizen personally, usually, his adviser always telling him that the king shouldn’t have to worry about these type of things, that what his job, after all, taking some responsibilities away so the king wouldn’t have worry about it. Even though in Simon's eyes, his adviser always gives him paperwork and that’s pretty much he does on daily biases instead of taking care of important matters.

Simon looked down at the crate ‘’ Oh right my apologizes I forgot you were still on duty; I can have one of my male servants to deliver it so you don’t have to worry about it. ‘’ he suggested, not sure if he wanted delver it personally to the guards. ‘’ Unless you wanted to give it to them personally, it’s totally up to you I can wait for you.’’

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bruisedxknuckles:

“You shouldn’t be back here,” Orran mumbled as he stepped into the somber lantern light. Grabbing a piece of cloth off a shelf beside him, he began to wipe the blood from his hands– splatters of red staining his face to show his victory– as he narrowed his eyes at the man with him. “Only fighters, and handlers, are allowed in this part of the Arena– so do me a favor and save me some time here; let’s not dance around and hide behind pleasantries. Tell me what you’re doing here or I’ll drag you out into that ring and make an example of you.”

Simon looked down at the blood then back at the male, he didn’t know men in Tyric could be so violent but of course, the young king was sheltered so his father didn’t let him see a lot of things average citizen view on daily biases. So now he’s king he wants to experience as much as possible and learn,  view his people lives. Simon has a busy schedule but he tries to block out a time where he can walk around the city.  ‘’ I am not too sure if you want to do that, seems like you got blood on your hands do you need something clean it off?’’ He’d asked, not sure what this man was doing this late at night. Did look very suspicious.