#prophesizedseeker

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@prophesizedseeker​ sent;

" So you are Arthur's terrorizer ? Why didn't I think of putting stuffed animals in his chambers ? " She knew they wouldn't be just any stuffed animals, but the king didn't need to know that. " What are those things you use to scare him. I've never seen them before. "

          Her  chest  puffs  and  her  chin  rises  with  pride  in  view  of  the  raven  head  woman’s  compliment.  ❛  Well,  they’re  not  just  stuffed  animals,  ❜  States  the  redhead  as  she  retrieves  one  from  behind  her  back;  adorned  with  purple  fur  and  big  bobbly  eyes,  the  mechanical  thing  stands  with  its  beak  open.  ❛  They’re  called  furbies.  They’re  a  really  huge  thing  where  ―  well,  when  ―  I  come  from,  and  lots  of  young  children  play  with  them  !  You  can  feed  them  and  care  for  them  like  an  ordinary  pet,  but  when  you  don’t  treat  them  well  they  can  get  really  mad  !  But,  because  I  don’t  have  the  technology  to  do  that  here,  I  just  shove  a  recorder  in  its  body  and  I  just  leave  it  on  Arthur’s  bed.  It  riles  him  up  and  his  angry  face  is  hilarious,  really.  ❜

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@theresastargirl​​ asked the seeker: i don’t even dare to wish it.

“Dare what?” The noble looked over at her puzzled. She was so worried about what to wear at the feast, she barely heard her maid. “How’s this? You think Arthur will be able to tear his eyes off me?” The gown was crimson red and had long sleeves. It was modest compared to her other gowns. It didn’t show off her cleavage too much. Just enough to bring attention to her features. The circlet on her head was a gift from the king though she was no princess. Grinning, she went to sit in front of her mirror to brush her hair out at the ends. 

[adversitybloomed-archived]

         her steps were LIGHT as she closed the door to the bedchambers, a soft smile forming upon her face, while she glanced over towards the other. gwen was not one to cling to other, for     𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐃𝐈𝐃 𝐍𝐎𝐓 𝐓𝐑𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐖𝐄𝐋𝐋,   yet there was something about the confessor that had made her feel SAFE enough. in truth, she was homesick, though not for the kingdom, but instead for a man which of whom she had to leave behind in order to completely her DIPLOMIATIC duties. 

          though confession was not on either of their lips, she could not deny to herself that she had missed him for late within the hour,    𝐒𝐇𝐄 𝐋𝐎𝐍𝐆𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐂𝐄𝐍𝐓   to wash over her. she missed his touch, the twitch of a smirk on his lips as she TEASED him. she missed the sound of his voice and the way his body moved as he trained. but she knew better then to confess her LONGING for him out loud, for their union was always to be kept in the shadows, the play of    𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐋𝐃𝐇𝐎𝐎𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐈𝐄𝐍𝐃𝐒𝐇𝐈𝐏 𝐓𝐇𝐄𝐈𝐑 𝐒𝐂𝐀𝐏𝐄𝐆𝐎𝐀𝐓    should any ask. 

    ❝  thank you,    𝐋𝐀𝐃𝐘 𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐋𝐀𝐍,   i am grateful. though the bedchambers were comfortable enough, i sometimes grow weary when ALONE, especially with a lack of a book to take my mind from other thoughts.  ❞   gwen slipped closer, her nightdress loose upon her body before pausing for a moment.  ❝  if it should EASE your comfort, i can sleep on the lounge itself, it is big enough for my body and i do not mind. it actually reminds me of when i was a child, i would fall asleep on that often enough and   𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐅𝐈𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐘𝐒𝐄𝐋𝐅 𝐈𝐍 𝐁𝐄𝐃   the next morning. ❞

🌸  ┊ for   𝐊𝐀𝐇𝐋𝐀𝐍 𝐀𝐌𝐍𝐄𝐋𝐋     @prophesizedseeker​     𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐈𝐍𝐔𝐄𝐃 𝐅𝐑𝐎𝐌 𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄.

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@excaliborn​ sent a sealed parchment: we had one thing going on, i swear that it was something

Her heart was so torn. Was it wrong to love two people? She knew Merlin loved Arthur, but he loved her, too. As did she with both men. Will they be okay if they don’t let their feelings disappear? She was taught her whole life. Marry one person. Be content with one. She loved both. Struggling, she gazed over to the king and put a gentle hand on his cheek. “I think we have more than one thing going on.” Amnell told him softly. Conflict and love emitting out from her eyes towards him, she sighed. “Is it wrong for my heart to belong to you and Merlin? I know you both have something together, too.”

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@sorceryr​​ sent a sealed parchment: i don’t remember who i was before you.

“How can I not love you?” Kahlan melted. To say she was not completely smitten with the manservant was a pure understatement. The prophecy said she would need to choose him or Arthur. It was clear she choose Merlin and he her. She would find another way to save the prince. 

Her heart was full of love for him. Tonight she planned on just soaking up the attention. The two were near the fireplace with a bottle of wine and some assorted cheeses. Nights were saved for them. Pendragon didn’t need to know of their love affair, but she expected him knowing. “My life has never felt right, not before you.” 

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morgana le fay approached:

A mistletoe kiss from the Lady Morgana appears in the Camelot hallways one secret evening after everyone has left from a recent feast.

Kahlan was feeling rather good this evening. She had enough mead and had been dancing. The seeker was an honorary guest of Arthur Pendragon's and now an ally to her cause for the truth in all things. A duchess of Amata turned to a leader many looked too. In fact many had cried out for her to take Sarrum's throne. Instead of being just the Queen there, she set a council there of people who where trusted and some confessed. They acted on her behalf for the land. So she was free to do as she wished and went on quests to help others.

When the Lady Morgana approached her in the hall, she grinned at her. Watching as she approached, her felt the woman's lips graze hers. Tipsy her, she couldn't help the look of endearment on her face. "You grace me with a kiss? How bold."

@storitale

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??? approached:

(Spotify meme) #40

Hard to Kill by Beth Crowley

But, a good myth is hard to kill. The Great Dragon said she was the Seeker. One to bring out the truth. No matter how hard anyone tried to hide it. With her Sword of Truth wielded in her hands, she could rid evil and push the truth out of anyone she deemed fit. She is the first and only Seeker. One prophesied a thousand of years prior.

Using her sword against bandits after seeing them surrounding a man, she had them quickly running from her. Luckily she didn't need to use the confession gift on anyone because she would have passed out for a moment. Making it render her useless for battle. Bonded with her sword, she could fend for herself fairly easily. Walking to the unknown person, she didn't offer him a hand up. Gloves were worn on her palms save for her fingers showing through them.

"Seems like they had one up on you."

@caracarnn

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merlin ambrosius // quiet night confessions

“I wish I could’ve been there for you. I would’ve gotten you out a lot sooner,” Merlin murmured back, knowing that she’d shared some of her sad history with him. He wouldn’t push, but he always listened whenever she needed an ear. He hummed a little, leaning into her touch. Kahlan couldn’t touch just anyone. In fact, it seemed miracle enough that she could touch Merlin and Arthur alone. He felt privileged and enjoyed it even more when her fingers combed through his lengthened hair. Arthur hadn’t liked it at first, had even complained about it until he told him to shut up. It seemed to have grown on him now though, maybe Arthur had just been jealous he would get more attention from others. Well, that was his loss really for not doing anything about it himself. He was more than willing to be a threesome with Kahlan and Arthur, they were just waiting for the King to agree to the idea too.

“One day we won’t, my dear. One day everyone will see us for who we are. Have faith in our King.” He nudged his nose gently against her cheek before he pressed a tender kiss there. Some would think he’d lost faith in Arthur by now, but he hadn’t given up hope. Not yet. He would come around to them and their gifts too. “For once, I can be happy that fate had a hand in that day. Most of the time I don’t agree with her, as you very well know.” He grinned teasingly at her, knowing it was true all the same. He would rather put his own fate in his own hands these days, he was tired of following orders from outsiders. “I expect Cook would be none too pleased if she knew, but what she doesn’t know doesn’t hurt her. Besides, Arthur gets enough as it is.” He sighed thoughtfully and took a bite for himself next before he spoke again. “I do hope he won’t be a prat about all of this forever. He’d be happier with us if he’d just give it a chance.” Merlin knew Arthur felt strongly for Kahlan, but maybe he didn’t feel strongly enough for him to be with the both of them. He tried not to think about it and instead would listen to his own advice, Arthur would come around. He had to.