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3 yrs ago
Current Just to inform all my partners I will be taking a short break whilst I move home. Responses and replies will return once I am settled.
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4 yrs ago
How do you write like you're running out of time? Write day and night like you're running out of time? (This darn song is stuck in my head T.T)
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4 yrs ago
Welp, now to wait for the next patch of FFXIV ;A;
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5 yrs ago
Expect delays with replies as FFXIV Shadowbringers has come out <3
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Suki
April 22nd
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If you have an questions or ideas please feel free to get in touch! I also work full time so sometimes my responses can be sporadic.

If I'm not on here writing I will most certainly be playing video games or sucked into a new world reading.

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Hey no worries! You know me I'm very patient when it comes to writing! Hope things calm down for you soon! :)
Oh wow! That's wonderful, I'm glad you got to spend some time with them! I know things are very crazy everywhere so it's nice to hear when people can make the most of it!
The cocky undertone didn’t go unnoticed and she wondered if he had meant to voice that out loud, questioning her on if it was an actual pleasure to meet him. It had soon been followed with the standard response on how he was pleased to finally meet her, “Well I was just being polite if you want honesty.” Stating simple as she shrugged it off to her just being polite and well mannered, without her father here there was no one to reprimand her but she knew she still had to act the part after all as word would spread if she was not acting as a lady should.

Listening as he spoke about his father not being talkative and how he would show her around the castle it all seemed pretty mundane talk, but what else could she really talk about when she didn’t know him. The only saving grace she had was the fact she had not mentioned the weather. It was interesting to hear about the city being a headache, she could only assume there was some sort of unrest and she wasn’t surprised. It had been the same back home; a lot of people were against the arranged marriage whereas some wanted the peace. You couldn’t make everyone happy no matter what route was taken when it came to the war.

“Thank you.” Hesitating for a moment before she took his arm, at least he was being polite in return, so she had hope he wasn’t going to be some horrid person. It was common when it came to arranged marriages in her own country, men look at woman like property not that she would let herself be looked at in any such a way, but it would be interesting to find out what kind of person she was going to marry. “That’s… considerate of your mother, but I am sure I will not need to impose on you.” Trying not to sound displease in any sort of way, but knowing he was close didn’t make her feel comfortable. Not when she had plans on conveniently disappearing as it would be hard enough with the guards around, let alone him as well.

Moving inside the room she could see it was beautiful, it was clear it was kitted out with the best and even though the colours might not have been something she personally would have chosen it still looked lovely. It was quite the contrast to her own room back home, though she was certain she could call it her room anymore as this was going to be her home forever more. The colours however had been deep greens with silver embellishments something she quite enjoyed. The red would take some getting used too, but she knew she would. Glancing towards the two doors she could see one of them was her wardrobe for all her dresses so it meant the other had to be a washroom, she doubted they would give her a room without one.

Letting go of Liam she folded her arms over her chest as she moved into the centre of it just taking it all in before she finally turned to face him eyes narrowed slightly as he called for privacy. “What is it you wish to say to me that you don’t want overheard?” Elise didn’t beat around the bush if his own home was anything like hers then it only meant that people were likely to talk. Gossip was a big thing in court, and she knew from personal experience how quickly words could get misinterpreted and how quickly they could spread. At times it was often quicker than a wildfire.

Elise was quite content spending her time with Lady Cheldarine, sipping away at the tea and even eating a few biscuits here and there. She had a lot to think about when it came to her engagement with the Warlord, perhaps it was even time to apologise for the behaviour of hers the other day. The stubborn side of her didn’t want to be the one to cave first, especially when he had his hands around her throat, she didn’t want to appear weak by crawling back with an apology. Pride, however, would not keep her alive so she knew she may have to make that step.

“Oh, stop it, you are probably the only one who thinks as much.” Elise chuckled to herself finishing off her tea as she placed it back on the table in front of her. If she was honest, she was even surprised that Lady Cheldarine was proud of her, part of her doubted the words but it was nice to hear. Especially when she didn’t even have her own ladies of waiting to gossip or discuss with. It had become rather lonesome here, but she wasn’t here for herself after all as it was all for the people to stop anymore bloodshed.

It seemed though her visit was cut short when there was a knock at the door, looking up as she wondered who else wanted to visit? Elise hadn’t expected the visit from Lady Cheldarine let alone anyone else and if she had known she would have worn some more fitting than her pink dress and grey shawl. “My aren’t I popular today?” Musing over the idea as she leaned back in the chair of her wondering what had brought all these visits on.

“Thank you for the visit, I hope to be able to visit your own estate soon.” Offering a soft smile to the other woman whilst subtly hinting to her that she had listened carefully to what they had spoken about and had plans to fix it.

Giving a small wave to her guardsmen to signal letting the Manawyndan inside she was curious to know why he was here. After all she hadn’t really spoken much with this Lord, but there had to be a reason why he was visiting her whilst she had been confined to her rooms. Sighing softly to herself she sat upright placing a polite smile on her face ready to great him, “To what do I owe the pleasure of your visit?”
You can describe it if you like? As its your castle, I honestly don't mind. I can describe her own castle in comparison to the room she's been given.

Oh gosh first ones are hard, I'm glad your friendmas was amazing though! Mine was okay, busy as I generally work over the period anyway but I had a few days off to enjoy with my partner :3
It seemed that Lady Cheldarine had spoken more than she intended as Elise caught the look upon her face and the covering of the mouth with her hand as if it would take back what had already been spilled. Elise was burning to know about this first wife, what had happened other than that she had died. Leaning forward as she pushed for more, listening intently as Lady Cheldarine was so close to telling her until it was ruined by the serving woman. Typical. Elise thought bitterly as she settled back into the chair nodding along to Lady Cheldarines words.

“Yes. I understand what you are saying. I wish I could have more input, but I’m still learning and meeting all these people myself.”

Elise slipped into the other conversation smoothly, it hadn’t been the first time she had to do something like this as that was often the case when in court. Conversations changed at the drop of a hat to hide anything they could have been discussing before.

“I’m sure you will choose a great match for your son. I know you’re rather proud of him.” Elise smiled as she picked up one of the cups to enjoy the warm herbal tea, after all they had requested for the tea, so she didn’t want to ignore it and look suspicious.

“I was wondering if you’d be willing to teach me sometime. You have a wealth of knowledge about your home here, I’d love to learn it myself, embrace the culture so maybe one day people can be proud of me.” Eyes flicked to her cup of tea as she blew off the steam from the top before taking a sip of the hot liquid, finding that as it ran down her throat it warmed her greatly. Elise hadn’t realised how cold she found herself to be lately, but the lack of sleep didn’t aid with that fact.

Just chatting idly Elise continued to sip her tea happy that she had acted quite naturally when the serving woman had arrived back, “Thank you Lady Cheldarine, for the visit. It’s most appreciated.” There was no hint of a lie in her voice as she was grateful to see the woman, she had been alone for quite a few days with no visitors and this had been a nice change of pace to her day. Even if it had been unexpected as she would not have been surprised if Ozragad left her to rot here, but the conversation had her thinking on just how important the peace was to that warlord.

Now with new information it was becoming difficult to know what the right option was anymore, should she just marry him? Let there be peace among the kingdoms as her happiness compared to thousands was just a small price to pay for that. Just because she was bound to him didn’t mean she had to be with him every day, she was sure she’d be allowed to o her own thing. When it was safe. Flashes of her arrival passed through her mind remembering just how much unrest to his people this was causing, there were people out here would kill her within a heartbeat.
Ohh no I like that! I think it would transition smoothly as she would probably look to seek him out after the chat she's just had with Cheldarine.

Then we could look to moving at the assassination attempt on one of them?
Noooo damn you!! Haha fiiiine I guess I'll have to wait :(

Did you have anything else we should write about? Or shall we move it on after the tea?
Finally got my own response! I forgot how angry Ethan can be, he is obsessed with the idea of bringing down Caspian.
Iris did not have a good night herself, after saying her goodbyes to Cas the food had not long arrived after and even though she had promised she would eat it and look after herself she found it hard to stomach the food because the worry and guilt. The feeling of them both was starting to eat her alive, the promises she was making to him but couldn’t keep and then the fact their call hadn’t gone how she expected it too. Iris knew she was a bad liar when it came to herself especially now as he was catching onto her tells, but she would have more than enough time to eat something and say she had, she couldn’t contact Cas until after ten in the evening the next day anyway.

The night had felt long, even though she knew she was safe here it didn’t make sleeping any easier. It didn’t ease the loneliness that she felt as she rested beneath the silk sheets, it didn’t stop her mind from racing and thinking various different scenarios and what ifs when it came to hers and Cas’ future. It was depressing as she was just coming to the conclusion that Cas was just going to be so much better off without her, that the only solution she was seeing was her disappearing back into the districts which meant more than likely running into Ethan. Someone that she had betrayed, and she was certain he would waste no time in hurting her and repaying her for every bit of damage that she caused.

As she fell into an uneasy sleep by morning, she had no energy so didn’t even leave the bed, instead she let herself fall in and out of a slumber as her thoughts continued to whirl around in her head of what to do, but every fibre in her being was telling her to just run away and hide back in the districts where she would cause no more harm.

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With news travelling fast about the demise of The King, Ethan had spent most of the night working towards a new plan, one that now focused on killing Caspian now. Previous plans to kill an ailing monarch was now thrown out the window, useless because they wouldn’t work on the new King. Caspian was in good health, he had to be after everything he had done to him as he was back behind the walls of the Capital. Protected. It would have been a surprise if they couldn’t fix the broken Prince with all the medical advancements and medicines, they had at there disposal. Heaving a sigh, he could feel the exhaustion catching up with him, but it meant nothing. Determination would see him through as he fixated on his plans.

“Ethan, you should eat something.” Thomas spoke softly as he entered the room holding a plate with a few slices of toast on it. He had managed to pull some more strings in getting a few bits of food for them all so they could at least eat something.

“This is personal Tom.”

“Look I know it’s personal, I know you need to see this through, but your father wouldn’t want you wasting away like this.” Thomas countered as he placed the few slices of toast onto the table covered with a thin piece of fabric.

“Don’t you dare speak of him.” Ethan spat as he snapped the pencil that he held between his fingers, eye darkened as all he wanted to forget was the fact the Capital had been the cause of his father’s death. That Prince Caspian was responsible for this and his harlot that had betrayed the rebellion.

“I’ve managed to get some more painkillers. For your eye.” Thomas moved inside the room as he sat down on one of the chairs watching Ethan carefully. No matter how much Ethan pushed him away or snapped at him he would stand by his childhood friend, keep him as sane as he could as even, he could see the cracks that were starting to form in Ethan.

“They will both pay. I know the easiest way to get to that Prince will be to get to that whore of his. The easiest way to get to her would be her best friend Maisie.” Ethan smiled to himself ignoring about the need for painkillers for his dead left eye that had been injured during the Prison fight. Gesturing over to Thomas so his friend could come look at the plans he had drawn up, vicious scribbles adorned the paper on his table and it was clear it was a jumble to look at without guidance.
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