|
|
Post by Brone Van Estra on Jan 19, 2009 0:18:19 GMT -5
Brone felt Serena move closer and took her hand firmly, looking at his father, straight backed, showing no fear. His father could smell fear. Vlad looked at her disdainfully, looking as if he would spit at her feet if he or she were any more common. "What makes you think you can talk to me?" He said cooly.
"Father, my king, listen to her. It is not her choice, it is merely what she was born as. How can we know for sure that there is not already witch blood in the line, this feud was not always in place. I know you believe in the cause, but.... this fighting is senseless. We'd be better off at peace. The people of our lands only want it to end. The grow poorer everyday spending on this war that only soaks the land with blood and broken flesh," Brone said, his voice low and pleading, but still with an edge. He could only use so much submission and still be respected by his father. His mother would surely understand him.
ooc- what exactly do we want vlad to do?
|
|
|
|
Post by Serena De Lorme on Jan 19, 2009 0:36:26 GMT -5
ooc: prolly call the guards to take her away, or make him want to strike her or something. serena has a mouth on her when she feels like it. something harsh.
Gaining courage once their hands were joined, Serena dared to look up at the king, a hardness in her gaze that she didn't have before. She would not lose her life willingly, not when she found someone who truly loved her back and so deeply. "We only continue to fight because we have no choice. As long as our leaders don't attempt once again to reach for peace, then we will never know life as we should. To be able to raise our children, our families, without worrying about our husbands, our wives, our sons and daughters, being killed in the crossfire. Let us be the beacon of hope that we know we can be." She knew full and well, especially by the actually proud look she was getting from her mother, that she was being subordinate, but she was right too. But if it was because of this that she had to die, at least she had the chance at love, and a glimpse of a peaceful future.
|
|
|
|
Post by Brone Van Estra on Jan 19, 2009 0:47:37 GMT -5
Vlad's jaw clenched shut at her words. "I don't believe war is a ladies business." Brone snorted at that, and the king gave him a look. "You are no better than your foolish brother." That was a hit below the belt, and Brone sobered at once, clutching at his lover's hand. Jon was not so bad as all that, but Brone have lived out of the distinctions, there was a reason Brone was to be king, putting age aside. She was right of course, the war needed to end, they could help it. People liked Serena, and when they found out she was a witch, when Brone was king. A peacefully future they all could have forever. And now his father stood in his way, but no way his father would fight him now, no way could he command his throne yet.
"Father..." Brone protested, seeing the decision flicker in his eyes. Serena would be sentenced to die. But the guards were already there, Vlad's hand at his side again, already having flickered to the chord for the servants.
"Take her away, we will talk sentencing prince." Vlad sneered in the face of his son. Brone's face was cold and unmoving, it had to be or his father would eat him alive. It took a guard though to wrench their hands apart and he shot Serena a look, so that she would trust in him to fix this mess. But on the inside he was afraid and sorry. He knew she could see it in his eyes. "As for you ma'am. Remove yourself from the premises."
|
|
|
|
Post by Serena De Lorme on Jan 19, 2009 1:01:42 GMT -5
Serena held together as best as she could, as the guards wrenched her away from her love. Even with her knowing she had to trust Brone, it didn't keep her from letting her eyes turn white briefly. "Don't touch me," she hissed to the guards as a white flash pushed them back from her. Her shoulders rolled back and she held her head up high as she walked herself out the door, only letting the guards flank her and lead her where they may. Despite it all, a tear ran down her cheek as she was led down to the dungeons, and she knew she was probably going to be starved now. They might not have to kill her if they just let her rot...
As for her mother, she actually walked up to the king and looked him in the eye as she gave him a curtsy. They did not know who they were messing with. Her married name may be De Lorme but she was and would always be a Ortega. "Usted verá el incorrecto de sus maneras, su alteza. Mi gente guerreará contra usted si ella muere. Pensaría cuidadosamente si era usted." Then she materialized out of the castle and made her way back home. She had several letters and a trip to plan as quickly as possible.
((Translation: You will see the wrong in your ways, your highness. My people will war against you if she dies. I would think carefully if I were you.))
|
|
|
|
Post by Brone Van Estra on Jan 19, 2009 1:11:04 GMT -5
ooc-- i was testing my spanish skills and got a fair amount of it, but thanks for the translation =)
Brone did not watch her mother at all. He just watched his love leave, catching snippets of the woman's Spanish, understanding even less. But he could guess. She though his father was dumb, and that he would never get away with killing Serena. Brone looked at his father before punching his fist clean through the wall in frustration. "I know you won't let me have a say. You can't kill her, I love her.... and you have to admit this war is one that one one is winning. A truce would ahve been made f you weren't so proud." Brone hissed.
Now that they had no audience Vl;ad scowled darkly at his son. "You love a part witch, that is unacceptable, you are a vampire prince, only vampire may rule. I know you will ask me about irony and such, but use your head. There are people who will never follow you if you are with her. Think about what's best for the empire." Vlad said sternly, with a sense of finality. "There's only one way to kill a witch/vampire. Besides dismemberment, that would be unfitting of a woman. We will let her burn in the sunlight. She can save herself, and live an exile if she chooses."
"No father, no matter what you do, I won't let her die, not without me. i'll give anything to save her, anything at all." Brone said honestly looking at his father. No one besides the families and staff knew of the engagement, it would be less of a scandal to kill her now, before anyone knew. But... "When have you decided it will be done?" Brone hung his head. He needed a plan for saving her. The first person he would ask would be her mother.
"Soon."
|
|
