Lawrence clapped Isiah on the shoulder with a chuckle. "Oh come now, get that stick out ye arse." He leaned on the wall and watched as Isiah produced a box with a ring on it. His eye grew wide. "Well now...that's a pretty little thing." He coughed and laughed a bit. "Damn near lost my own breath. Can't even imagine princesses' reaction."

This was Lawrence, a long time knight and teacher of the palace. A positive, mischievous man with a track record when it comes to ale. He was like that odd uncle in the family at the age of forty-five. His duty was to watch over Lorelai since the day she was born. However this order did not come from the a king.

(Really? Showing up fine for me)
Isaiah silently closed the box and returned it to be hidden by his cape. Isaiah caught sight of familiar red hair from a difference and stepped away from Lawrence without a word quickly and quietly he moved behind Flair. "I let you go the last time. I figured you would have the common sense to not show your face anywhere near the Queen again."

Flairs Pov
The girl turned to see a gaurd she reconized, and obviously he reconized her "oh, Dont get your cape in a twist im here to perform" she said dissmissivly and gave him a stubborn glare "Now im sure the princess dosen't want her entertainment thrown out so run along and fetch me a cookie" she said and begain to walk away from him she had a smirk on her face an evil but playful smirk.

Isaiah stopped and retreated away from the witch. "If the Princess wishes you here then fine, but if you try anything funny I'll gut you like a fish. That's a promise." He walked to the far side of the room and stood against the wall returning to being the watchful eye of the party.

Ogcnoton clamped his mouth down on a large hunk of meat he managed to sneak from the many foods for the party, it wasn't smart of him to take from it but he didn't even think of until he noticed it in his coat. Though his hunger was now satisfied he was still bored, something that constantly cursed him. He knew well the act he would do and that it was interesting as it was so he decided to wander about, as to hear gossip or to find himself an interesting story, and he didn't have to search long before he crept up on a knight of this town, and a young lady.

The applause was not as warm as Steffan expected, and to be honest he could suspect why. In all of his life he was taught to stay away from his 'bastard' sister, and just like them, look down to her. Well, he wasn't like them. He was the King of this Kinhdom and by the power his Crown gave him, he would make things right.

After a while, Steffan returned to his throne, a servant filing his personal Chalice as he turned to smile to his queen "A fine celebration this is, don't you think?" he asked Irena.

The queen sighed again but perked up when she saw steffan "Its wonderous my love" she said in a dy voice she had drank to the tosat but it didnt feel right, "I saw a nurse earlier today, she said i am carrying your baby" she said with pride and a big grin. She hugged the man fiercely and kissed him befor he could reply

Flairs Pov
She blew sparkles in the direction of isiah and she giggled at his threat the sparkles didnt fall to the ground they went high in the air causing gasps as the sparkles shimmered and only a few fell on people not many but enough to have them smiling and laughing. Flair stuck her tounge out at isiah and twirled in a circle causing more gasps as it looked as if it was made of knives although when she stopped the dress looked the same as befor. She finnaly made her way to the princess and bowed "M'lady" she said softly and held out a very tiny stipped box that matched her outfit

Lorelai smiled softly at the young performing girl, picking up the present and placing it on the gift table.

Steffan just couldn't be more happy with the news he just heard. Now he was convinced that this perfect day would only get better and better, and that he would even feel that grand even in the next morning when he woke up.

The. King gazed at his Queen with a look of pure worship once they seperated from the kiss "It shouldn't stay between us..." he whispered before standing up from his throne "Honorable Nobles and Guests...I have an announcement to make!"

Isaiah passed by the gift table swiftly as not to draw attention he hid the box amidst much larger and grander gifts. It was unmarked so he knew by pulling off his little trick it would go unnoticed that it had came from him. Just as quickly as he came he was already back against the far wall preparing for his King's grand announcement, even if he could already guess what it was. Damned maids...

Irena dropped her jaw "Wait untill after to-" she was cut off by his loud words to the guests, Damn it, the princess will kill me for ruining her evening with this news.. she shivered as if someone left the door open, she saw the girl that had done magic tricks and glared, it was the same one whom nearly set her on fire.

Flairs pov
She curtseyed and twirled away from the princess to catch the gaurd, off gaurd (Ha!) she poked at his side from behind and giggled "We met again sir knightly jerk" she said and twirled in front of him "Why so sad? Hmm girl of your dreams break your heart? Do you need a little Flair-ey poo medicine?" she with a soft playful laugh coming from her core, she couldnt contain it

Lorelai took a glass of wine from a passing servant and drank. Rarely did Lorelai partake but tonight she felt the need to. Her brother stood and seemed to swell with pride. The princess heard a ringing in her ear and winced.

To be strong...drink the blood of thy enemies. You could rule too.

She blinked. Did she really want to do that? Did she really just think that. Lorelai looked at the wine glass in her hand.

( you know what...this is just perfect c:<, after this, manapool has a performance, then presents...then the main event~)

Isaiah stood planted like a statue waiting for his King to say what he aready knew and feared. He was glad he wore the helm after all because it hid his grief-stricken face perfectly. He barely moved when he waved his arm passively at Flair. "Leave me be witch." All he wanted to do was walk out of the room, continue out the castle, and keep walking until he reached the Badlands. He didn't care if his death was certain, he would give anything to be free from this cursed room.

Galen entered the hall as the king prepared to announce the news. What a happy occasion, but what strange timing. In a way, he supposed, it should balance things out. Some good news to counter the dark atmosphere. He just hoped that whatever was giving off the aura wouldn't show itself until much, much later.

He looked around and saw the king, queen, princess, and a witch who looked much older than her aura said she was. She was adept at changing her appearance, yes, but she had some room to grow before she could change her aura as well. There were, of course, many other guests. Most were families of nobility or entertainers or knights who were in charge of security. He picked out one guard, Isaiah, who seemed to have upgraded his equipment. His armor was so well forged and made of such high quality materials that even Galen had a hard time reading his aura through it. For some reason, he sensed a profound sadness and... a resignation to die? That wouldn't do... sending a small stream of magic, he cast a mild spirit boosting spell to lift the man's spirits. It seemed like he needed it.

What interested him most, however, was the princess, Lorelai. Her aura had been steadily darkening... as if the citywide aura somehow was affecting hers... and every day it became just a tinge darker. He worried for the princess, but knew it was not his right to interfere with her personal life.

"Lords and Ladies of the Kingdom...Honored guests..." the King draw the attention if everyone into the room when he begun his speech "While I see a respectable mount of presents upon that table, it is only right for a King to give the greatest of gifts to be given by the King of the Kingdom..." he said as the majordomo arrived carrying a tray with what it seemed to be a piece of paper "After long discussions with my ministers and advisors, I've decided that it is time to realize one of my fathers dying wishes. So, with the power and authority of the Crown..." he announced regally while raising the written paper "I publish this Royal decree that legitimizes Princess Lorelai, as a true born princess of the Kingdom and pureblooded offspring of the royal line. She shall be my heir...until the day my son is born into this world within a few months." he said, giving Irena a knowing smile

Lorelai's smirked at first, hearing him "legitimize" her felt like such a pot of shit. However, the second she heard that it lasted until the queen gave birth, she was enraged. Her face froze in an expressionless state and her glass slipped from her fingers. Though she appeared placid outside, inside she was seething.

Her inner thoughts hissed with hate.

Pregnant? The whore is PREGNANT? As though she did not have enough of the love from this wretched place. The love from the king an Isiah was not enough. Now she needed the love of a child as well? And who's to say it's even Steffan's? Perhaps....it is Isiah's.

"My Lady." Cooed a warm voice in her ear. She turned around and Lawrence was there. Her was wrapping his arms around her waist, or rather, he was putting her belt on her. Her belt with her sabre. It was only then that she noticed that she had been frantically clawing at that spot on her dress. With it back she found strength. "Now smile." She did but it was dead. However, it appeased the masses as they cheered for the king and queen, having vague interest in the sudden " true princess" and more happiness in the ongoing royal lineage.

Lorelai continued to smile and then curtsied, however her eyes looked dead. "I am not worthy of such kindness my king. I pray the best for your child as I know it will have a caring mother and father who will love it and each other very dearly." she said looking at Steffan, then Irena. "If it so pleases his highness there is another performance."

(go mana)

Ocgnoton waltz up to the clear made for performers, a messer sword in his hand a the other hidden in his coat sleeve. He had picked up a few tricks on his trip to the kingdom and it was about time he used them for more than just entertaining children. Spinning the weapon twice in his hand with ease it now pointed to him high up as he opened his mouth and began to pull the huge knife down his throat with ease, he would have laughed it wouldn't kill him. now putting his hands off the weapon as to hold it with his tongue he threw a small clay ball from his other hand that lit up and a colorful flame that dazzled around him. The audience clapped as he juggled the other clay balls in his hands still this the weapon in his mouth until he pocketed them all into his sleeve once more and pulled the weapon out and bowed. As he stood back up he spit out a small necklace and chuckled as he put it into his pocket and looked to the princess, her birthday wasn't as fun as planned.

The queen stood and made her way into the crowd then at Lorelai's present table she sat a neatly wrapped gift she put it far behind others and squished it in between two larger boxes. she sighed and got back on her throne, with a full cup of soft non alcoholic wine. "Stefan, i am going to be gone a few days from the castle i don't want to be followed" she said softly to him and held a grim face "I will be back in three days time"

Flairs Pov
She grabbed the hand he waved at her and kissed it "You sir are quite hard to court" she said and tossed the small box in the air, it gently dropped on the table and she bowed lowly out of respect. she looked at Isiah and twirled, her dress came up and again looked as if she had knives under it though when she stopped the dress just puffed out like normal.

Isaiah sighed and pulled his hand away. He knew not what this witch wanted from him nor was he in the mood to find out. "I do not need to be courted Witch, whatever you wish to gain from me, I assure you I have nothing to offer." He looked away from Flair and his eyes fell onto Irena.and his heart ached. It was true. She was pregnant with Steffan's child. Any love she held for him was surely gone now and thanks to his oath he would be forced to serve the child, teach it to fight if it was boy, watch it grow into a spitting image of its mother if it was a girl. Galen's spell had only worked for a moment till he was crushed with doubt again. He muttered to a guard to watch over things until he returned and stepped out of the party and into the hall.

Steffan seemed to enjoy the party, smiling at the various guests that passed from the Throne to pay their respects and congratulate the Royal Couple for the baby prince(or princess) that would arrive in a few months time. But when Irena spoke to him, a frown replaced his jovial features.

"Beloved...it is not recommended to travel when you are pregnant..." and the she told him that she didn't want to be followed "And this is absolutely impossible! After what happened with your guard, I would be mad to leave you on your unprotected again, especially when you will be absent from the castle."