#almostmetaterriblefate

[whitecrownsblackthrones-archived]

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Behold! A Royal Encounter!

“You there! Halt yourself! You’re treading upon royal training grounds, do you wish to injure yourself by stepping in the cross fire?”

[enigmaincrimson]

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“Was there something you needed?” The crimson haired maiden asked, her eyes locked onto him like a well... a bow on a target.

[sagexftime]

@almostmetaterriblefate

“Do you think it will storm all night?”

She was sitting by the window, staring out at the thunder and lightning. The thunder roared, and the lightning lit up the sky, quite frequently. It was a nasty storm. She was concerned by the wind, she hoped it wouldn’t blow a tree down. They didn’t need that kind of damage.

“I guess we are stuck inside for now, unless you want to go out in that mess of a storm.”

[winglessarcher]

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“Hm.” Pit stares at the old harp that he used to play when he was a toddler. It was a small one that was easy to hold and carry when traveling. Goddesses, this thing was back in the NES era. Yep. That old. He plucked the strings on it a few times to hear a familiar sound. The sound of nostalgia.

[blxe-skys-of-coxrage]

almostmetaterriblefate replied to your post ““Age doesn’t matter when it comes to jumping in giant leaf piles.””

"...isn't that what washing your hair is for?"

“Yes but that doesn’t help me.”

[blxe-skys-of-coxrage]

“Age doesn’t matter when it comes to jumping in giant leaf piles.”

“If you say so, though I’d rather not be plucking leaf litter out of my hair for the next couple of days.”

[sagexftime]

Welcome to the Autumn Festival @almostmetaterriblefate​

“Oh!”

That was a face she wasn’t expecting to see. He was always off doing his own thing. She understood why someone would want to do something like that, she too, longed for adventure. But that was an option she didn’t have. A princess had a lot of work to do on a daily basis, and it was only days like today that she could come out of the castle and really enjoy the day.

Or night, in this case. She normally wasn’t allowed out at night at all.

“Good evening. I am so pleased you could make it.”

Here she was, in her new dress, standing before the great hero. Her hands rest in front of her, as she offers a smile. She wasn’t sure what brought him here, but she was happy to see him, nonetheless. Maybe she could hear stories about his adventures while they were here. She didn’t want to let him out of her sight, for fear of losing him again.

“Are you hungry? There is a lot of food, we had a great harvest this year.”

[sagexftime]

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