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On vacation and very sad to see no one has posted in a while :(
@mskennedy615 It is not too late and you can absolutely make 2 characters. PM or mention me if you have any questions.
James caught his father’s eyes and groaned inwardly, his father wanted him to start making the rounds. Who to speak to first? It felt to him that all eyes were on him; but then again, that is how he always felt. The perks of being royalty. He took a flute of champagne off the polished tray of a passing server. He took large gulps but spaced them out to make it look less obvious that he was downing liquid courage as fast as he possibly could.
The music was playing but James could still hear his heart pounding in his ears. All of these women were here for him. Well, for the chance to be Queen really. They didn’t know him and had no desire to marry him other than for their own personal benefit. Was it too much to hope that he might actually fall in love with one of these women?
Finally deciding who he wanted to talk to first he headed over to the corner. “Now, why would you think that Lady Bran?” He extended his hand out to her with his most charming smile. “Pardon the intrusion, may I have this dance?”
The music was playing but James could still hear his heart pounding in his ears. All of these women were here for him. Well, for the chance to be Queen really. They didn’t know him and had no desire to marry him other than for their own personal benefit. Was it too much to hope that he might actually fall in love with one of these women?
Finally deciding who he wanted to talk to first he headed over to the corner. “Now, why would you think that Lady Bran?” He extended his hand out to her with his most charming smile. “Pardon the intrusion, may I have this dance?”
I will have another post up sometime tonight.
@Rage Lonethorn Well, keep us posted.
@Ryuji Sakamoto I totally understand missing your mommy.
@Ryuji Sakamoto how's the move?
James could hear music playing softly in the ball room, where all the guests were gathered. He ran his hands along the length of the gig line of his suit absentmindedly, as he stared out the plate glass window out at the bay. The waves lapped against the ancient stone of Sirenchester Castle, his family’s home for generations. His lineage could be traced back to the very beginning of the Monarchy.
James had never expected to be in this position, he was the spare as it were. His older brother, Chris, was supposed to ascend the throne when their father retires, just 18 months away. While James had a higher approval rating than Chris with the people of Odristan he did not feel ready to be King. 18 months until he would be king though…since Chris was dead. Only 12 months until he would be married…12 months to the day.
He took a calming breath before placing his masquerade mask on his face, a reflective silver mask that covered half his face, like the phantom of the opera. He walked down the marbled hall, his dress shoes squeaking a little, they were brand new. Chris, would have known to break them in first. Too late for that now – he opened the door to the ball room, straightening himself to his full height before walking in.
A hush fell over the ballroom as he walked to the center of the room. He cleared his throat almost nervously but it would be hard to tell. “Thank you for coming. I look forward to meeting each and every one of you. Please, enjoy the party.” James waved his hand at the musicians and they began to play again, taking the attention off the young royal.
James had never expected to be in this position, he was the spare as it were. His older brother, Chris, was supposed to ascend the throne when their father retires, just 18 months away. While James had a higher approval rating than Chris with the people of Odristan he did not feel ready to be King. 18 months until he would be king though…since Chris was dead. Only 12 months until he would be married…12 months to the day.
He took a calming breath before placing his masquerade mask on his face, a reflective silver mask that covered half his face, like the phantom of the opera. He walked down the marbled hall, his dress shoes squeaking a little, they were brand new. Chris, would have known to break them in first. Too late for that now – he opened the door to the ball room, straightening himself to his full height before walking in.
A hush fell over the ballroom as he walked to the center of the room. He cleared his throat almost nervously but it would be hard to tell. “Thank you for coming. I look forward to meeting each and every one of you. Please, enjoy the party.” James waved his hand at the musicians and they began to play again, taking the attention off the young royal.
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