Zahara @zxhxra - Tumblr Blog

rhysofwales:

He had to drag his gaze away from the arrangement of flowers before answering Zahara. “In a week.” It wasn’t that the flowers were uncommonly beautiful, they were just…uncommon especially in his chambers. Did she think it was too drab? Certainly the furniture were ornate and the atmostphere befitted a monarch. His thoughts didn’t linger long on the idea that his space needed a woman’s touch. It was fine as it was, even without the pop of golden petals and verdant leaves. “Perhaps earlier,” he said as he leveled a gaze at her. “While you are there, I’d like you to convince Her Grace that the situation here at the castle in under control. And that the perpetrators will not be striking again.”

Zahara nodded without any argument, as per usual. It wasn't that she didn't have thoughts or desires of her own she just knew she was not in a position where they mattered least of all to a royal. At his next command she paused, "I shall do so if that is what you desire. But I don't know how successful I might be. Such reassurances coming from me might not hold much weight, your Highness."

#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Convo.#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Rhys Of Wales.

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#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Answer.

roleplayers-ink

Send me ➵ and I will bold all that applies to your muse

scottishprince-blog1

roleplayers-ink:

( adapted from dw’s heart meme. )

jamesofnaples

zxhxra:

Zar smiled weakly, letting him stick the target back into the ground, as the lopsided angle at which it stood after her attempt was rather pitiful. She nodded not arguing his point, “But you didn’t shoot Your Highness.” Her limbs were very much in tact.

“You are one of many to benefit from my immaculate talent”, he responded over-emphasizing each word. “Thoughts of what , may i ask, have proven so distracting?”

zxhxra

She tried not to smile but she couldn't help it, though she didn't so often laugh she still manage a smile, however there weren't many people who could incite it. "Nothing of importance. You might find it silly, I was just thinking of all the fresh flowers which I want to pick for an arrangement."

jamesofnaples

zxhxra:

When Zahara looked up to see an arrow pointed at her the girl jumped back knocking into the very target he spoke off knocking it down. Her cheeks flushed crimson, and she scrambled to pick it up. “I-I’m so sorry, Sir. I don’t know where my mind wondered to.”

James jogged to the target and helped her stand it up again. “There are certainly safer places for your mind to wander than into a shooting range”, he answered with a smile. “And better ways to gain focus than having an arrow shot through your arm”.

zxhxra

#//this FC is everything 😍#//who is he??

☂❤Á

☂ : How long does it take your muse to hit climax, usually?

Zahara has never climaxed, so who knows?

❤ : Where on their body is your muse most sensitive?

Probably her back, the length of her spine.

Á : Is your muse loud in bed?

Not really, her sounds are at the most muffled squeaks. Or repressed cries of pain.

#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Answer.#TW Non Con

duke-of-suffolk:

August peered up from his deck of cards after sitting at a small wooden table. “Well, yes. I do not see you entertained by much else, but if you have business to attend to, do not worry yourself with an old man’s childish games. I will find it in my heart to forgive you,” he chuckled, raising an eyebrow as he awaited to hear the woman’s response.

Zahara opened her mouth to remind him that she was but a servant, but after a second thought stayed quiet. He had to have guessed as much by her plain well worn dressing, she’d like only further make a fool of herself if she said as much. She’d taken note of the fact that more often then not she was mumbling and tripping over her words, when that had stared she wasn’t entirely certain off. She approached him hesitantly, eyeing the deck of cards with subtle curiosity. The prince was attending to his own private affairs, and had no need of her which left her with wandering the castle, so alas she really had no business to tend to. “I don’t know many card games...”

#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Convo.#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Duke August Of England.

It wasn’t everyday you were summoned by the Queen herself. For that to have happened she had failed at the very things she practiced as often as possible, the art of disappearing. To move through the castle drawing as little attention to herself as possible. Because it when others took notice of her that she found herself in the compromising positions she very much liked to erase from her memories. Standing before the woman, she had difficulty speaking right away. Astounded by the sheer elegance, and grandiose which she displayed so effortlessly. There was nothing that could perhaps make a girl like herself feel any smaller than standing before a Queen. “Your Majesty...” Was all she managed to get out as she dipped into a curtsy.

@catherineofengland

#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Convo.#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Catherine Of England.

geffrcy:

past was past. the three word mantra was about the sole reason why geffrey found himself where he was now, lost amongst the doldrums of the townspeople, the wet clatter of heels against the roads substituting the low hum of harp melodies he’d grown up witnessing flood ballrooms. the liquor staining his veins helped, as well. and that was truly all he had to blame when he found himself beyond the tavern, closed fists striking a door who’s property was unbeknownst to him. geffrey’s torso slouched forward as his line of vision blurred, fingertips of his left hand tapped twice to the wooden door as if a silent apology before a step back was taken. the memory of her face still burned behind closed eyelids ; a vision geffrey was certain he’d never be rid of.

Nervous tension filled the young woman’s body at the sound of the rampant beating on the door. The sound seemed to reverberate through the entire home, a home that was not even her own. Dread filled her as she approached the pounding, the wooden door visibly rattling. The very last strike like a far tamer withdrawal, mustering up just about all the courage she possessed she opened the door to see the man in awful condition reeking of spirits. When she saw him beginning to fall back, eyes about to close she rushed forward grabbing his arm panicked eyes scanning his face. “Sir!?” She asked in hopes of some kind of positive response as she struggled with his weight.

#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Convo.#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Geffrey Of England.

jamesofnaples:

“I might recommend not standing so near the target”.

#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Convo.#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊James Of Naples.

duke-of-suffolk:

“Do me a favor and entertain me with a game of cards. Save me, for I have grown weary of walking around, pretending to be amused by tedious small talk. I would much prefer to have my hands and mind busy as we chat.”

Zahara didn’t respond to the nobleman right away, mostly because she didn’t realized he’d addressed her, though when he continued to look in her direction she glanced around to make sure there was no one else he could be talking to. Finally she pointed a finger at her chest, “M-me?”

#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Convo.#┊⌜♦ ◣♔◢ ♦⌝┊Duke August Of England.

therencgade

zxhxra:

Zahara picked up the warm pot carefully pouring the tea into his cup and mixing in the bit of sugar that he took. Well accustomed to his preferences by now. She set the cup back in its place once finished nodding, “Yes I did, just as you asked.”

A nod of thanks was all he did before blowing on the tea and sipping it. “Good,” he said smoothly. It would a few days from now when he’d have to travel outside the castle walls. He wouldn’t need a big company but didn’t intend to leave without Zahara. “I’d like you to follow me to my country home. The Duchess of York insists that I come to visit.” His mother wanted to see him especially since he refused to let her come to the castle after the invasion.

zxhxra

Zahara had been fixing some fresh flowers into a case as she waited for further instruction, surprised when it did come. Though her face remained unchanged she could not help but think that his mother might be displeased by her presence. That much she had understood the brief moments they'd met in the passed. She guessed that she too believed as others did of the reason the reason the prince required her. But she knew any request was not that, she was of no position to express her desires or refuse him of anything. "When will we be leaving, your Highness? I'll see to it your lunch is properly packed."

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crownprinceoffrance-blog

Presentation was important, Louis knew this, and it was even more important to him, as a prince of France. Appearances mattered, and he was one to take the time and ensure that everything was in place before stepping out into the public eye. This was why he had paused on his way out of his rooms to glance into a mirror, and make sure that he looked well put together, and not look as if he had been up half of the night looking over letters that he had been neglecting.

Satisfied that nothing would be revealed, he took one last breath and stepped out into the corridor, directly walking into someone who had been a few steps from his doors. “I am terribly sorry, are you alright?” He apologized immediately, not lost on the irony of the fact that he had just spent time to ensure he would appear as he should, and then was careless enough to run into somebody.

zxhxra

Zahara had been on her way to the Welsh Prince with a tea tray to serve his Highness his afternoon tea. As usual walking with her head down close to the stone walls to draw as little attention to herself as possible. She hadn't expected it when the door suddenly opened causing her to collide with whomever exited. She hadn't much time to wooden of that as the teapot split hot water down her front before clattering to the ground. She could see the skin just above her neckline redden as the hot water stung her flesh. She tugged at the cloth waving another hand to no result. She barely looked up at the man to distracted by her pain.

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“Beauty and the Beast” sentence meme

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“Think of the one thing that you’ve always wanted. Now find it in your mind’s eye and feel it in your heart.”

“I want so much more than they’ve got planned!”

“Hello? Who said that?”

“What are you reading?”

“I am NOT a beast!”

“My room? But I thought…”

“Once this door closes, it will never open again!”

“Have you really read every one of these books?”

“As a specimen, yes, I’m intimidating!”

“I never thanked you for saving my life.”

“It just occurred to me that I’m illiterate and I’ve never actually had to spell it out loud before…”

“You’ll join me for dinner. That’s not a request.”

“Oh, you are very strong! This is a great quality!”

“I want adventure in the great wide somewhere.”

“You are the wildest, most gorgeous thing I’ve ever seen! Nobody deserves you…”

“It’s more than I can bear.”

“You have to help me. You have to stand.”

“Hello! Pleased to meet you! Wanna see me do a trick?”

“Come into the light.”

“Oh, I’m not a princess…”

“You’ve taken me as your prisoner, and now you want to have dinner with me? Are you insane?”

“There must be something there that wasn’t there before.”

“Do you realize what you could have done? You could have damned us all!”

“Just a little change, small to say the least.”

“I will escape, I promise!”

“How lovely to make your acquaintance!”

“When we return to the village, you will marry me.”

“Pretty eyes, proud face, perfect canvas! Yes! I will find you something worthy of a princess!”

“Are there any other tasteless demands you would like to make on my artistry?”

“I was the one who had it all.”

#//the easiest way to start some new threads! :D

scottishprince-blog1

zxhxra:

Zahara smiled apologetically though as she looked at the clothe that quickly reddened as he cleaned his wound she couldn’t help but remember her blood soaked linen dress from the attack and the many hours she spent in it while they huddled in fear of their lives. A queasy feeling washed over her and before she knew it all went dark as the young woman fainted.

He wasn’t paying much attention to her, but her swaying caught his eye and his mouth dropped open as she plunged like a rock, barely giving him any time to explode into movement, trying to catch her before she hit the ground. He grabbed her awkwardly, by a limp arm, and hauled her against his chest in an attempt to keep her standing. “God’s bones, girl!” he breathed, lifting her easily and hurrying over to a window, to place her on the sill. “What the blazes?” he hoped no one was around to hear his blasphemous curses, and he tipped her drooping chin up and tapped her cheek gently with a finger, hoping to revive her. “Come now, wake up.”

zxhxra

The girls head hung back limply while she was out of it for a good five minutes. When she finally came too feeling the tapping of calloused fingers on her face she began to open her eyes. Her gaze was set on the glass window when her eyes finally adjusted, in her scrambled state for a moment she thought the glass wasn’t there at all and in panic she scooted toward the edge of the window sill bumping heads with him in the process. “Ouw,” she gasped rubbing her forehead.

scottishprince-blog1

zxhxra:

The young servant looked down at his teasing comment color filling her pale cheeks. She had held out a clean handkerchief to him when he asked if she could help and she just about snatched her hand back point at her chest, “Me?” She asked her voice thankfully not as panicked as she felt, it wasn’t so much the man himself but the blood that made her weary. “I-I doubt I’m at all qualified…”

He took the proferred scrap from the servant, almost wincing at how fast she pulled back. Honestly, if that went on, he was going to lose his patience, and by the looks of her, she wasn’t equipped to deal with that. “I’ll just have to make do, then.” he commented, dabbing at the cut, clearing most of the blood away. He shouldn’t have waited this long to do it, it only made it look worse than it was. “Thank you,” Edmund added gruffly, a mere afterthought.

zxhxra

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