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Post by Brone Van Estra on Nov 25, 2008 16:26:11 GMT -5
Brone nodded his back to her in a motion of respect, and at her words he smiled. "I would never eat a princess," well, he would never unless he was beyond the point of mental control. "Don't be too hard with her, I gave her a warning, she won't learn however." he could remember her words quite vividly, she said she would try and stay away. Wolves and vampires---she still couldn't keep away from trouble. Never the less, Brone would be keeping an eye out for her well being should she end up in his land again. Brone shook his head slightly and half relaxed, still not sure what this witch was thinking. He could never read minds, though, it would be a fabulous talent to possess.
The moon was higher now Brone noted as he looked to the sky, still watching the witch in the corner of his eyes, just in case. But she had to know killing him would only make things worse, and he would ahve to fight back.
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Post by gingerduckie on Nov 25, 2008 16:47:10 GMT -5
Nicoletta half smiled at the prince's words. She wasn't too sure on how long he had met Aarya, or where, but eh definitely had part of her personality down to pat.
"You are right there. I know the girl, she listens to shouting only to figure out how she can rebel again and again. But only someone who cannot control others shouts. It is a shared thought of many that it is much more scary to be told off when the person is calm. It never failed for my father." Nicoletta's eyes glowed warmly at the memories of hearing her father's trainee's talking about her father and his rather intimidating ways. It was how he had worked though and he brought many men up to scratch very quickly. It was just horrible when he used the same technique to punish her and her siblings if they ever misbehaved.
Nicoletta watched the prince look up at the moon, it compelled her to glance at the queen of the sky also. She kept the prince in her sights and sighed.
"Do you reckon she's lonely? Up there in the sky with only burning suns from past ages to keep her company?" Nicoletta asked softly, she had always liked the moon for some unknown reason. It might have had something to do with the flying though, Nicoletta loved to fly at night, to see the world cast in the silver light of the moon above. It was a rare moment in life and a liberty she took whenever possible.
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Post by Brone Van Estra on Nov 25, 2008 16:57:19 GMT -5
It took Brone a moment to understand what Nicoletta meant, but after a moment he looked back at the witch, his face almost calm and friendly, as if he was sure she would not harm him now. "Maybe, but I don't think she's lonely." Brone said shaking his head. "In order for her to shine, she reflects the sun." Again, the prince had a fascination with reflections that he would never be able to explain to the witch. "So she must have the sun for company."
That of course did not even add in the countless nights he watched the moon. It followed him everywhere. His wonder was in the sun, a thing he could never experience fully. No sunny day could grace his face, his skin. He would burn away. The moon was familiar to him, nothing to really wonder about. "She has all the eyes that watch her."
And perhaps, the moon liked her solitude. Brone understood that.
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Post by gingerduckie on Dec 2, 2008 16:17:09 GMT -5
Nicoletta nodded solemly and contemplated the prince's words. She figured that he would affiliate with the moon, in fact it was a rather good cross-reference. The moon appeared at her strongest at night, it was a rare occurence to see her during the day. She took note of the tone when he spoke of reflections and the thought stuck with her, what was it like to not have a reflection? When they had no reflection, was it just in their blood to look so perfect twenty-four seven? Or was it in their genes?
"I do not think she has the sun to keep her company, for it is the sun who chases the moon away at the end of the night, it is a wondrous sight indeed when you see her pale face in the early morning sky, defying the sun." Nicoletta mused her voice was quiet she wasn't too sure if she was speaking to the prince or not but he would hear her anyway so it didn't really matter.
Nicoletta turned her eyes onto the prince at his last sentence, she heard the underlying tone of sadness in those words and her eyes almost softened. She took for granted the warmth of the sun, the chill of the night and the wonder of being able to see both times. She inhaled the night air, fresh and clean with a small bite that sent her senses reeling. She took a small step towards the prince her shoulders relaxed, her stance not so defensive anymore.
"But does she want us to watch her? When one is watched, does it relieve lonliness?" She asked softly, watching the prince's eyes, trying to judge his reaction.
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Post by Brone Van Estra on Dec 2, 2008 16:39:06 GMT -5
Brone just shook his head. "I do not know." He said quietly. He always felt less alone when he looked at the moon. he was often on his own-- whenever he had no lessons or did not have to train, he liked his free time to be spent alone. Separate from people anyway. Didn't it depend on how you were watched? Brone just sighed, looking at the witch who had drawn a few steps closer. Was she less afraid of him? Was that a good thing? Brone realized he had his shields down, emotion must have been painted on his face with the moonlight, and she could see it. He stiffened slightly, the shadow of his thoughts taken from his facial features.
"I have never seen the sun rise," Brone said. "Not completely." He shook his head again. "I do not know that moment of which you spoke." She had said, "it is a wondrous sight indeed when you see her pale face in the early morning sky, defying the sun."
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Post by gingerduckie on Dec 2, 2008 17:05:38 GMT -5
Nicoletta continued to watch the prince, he had lowered his guard ever so slightly and with her movements he seemed to realise that. Nicoletta had to supress a light giggle as she watched his body tense and all emotion leave his face and eyes. Vampire were funny creatures once you got past the bloodlust. Nicoletta stepped back, averting her head so her hair fell over her face slightly to hide the small twinge of a grin at the corner of her mouth. Leaning back against the tree Nicoletta shoook her hair out of her face and tilted her head.
She lowered her eyes as he spoke, she had almost said that without thinking, she should have known better. Nicoletta wasn't trying to score cheap points against the prince, he was actually being quite civil. Maybe there was hope...
Nicoletta's words were slapped back and she blinked suddenly, had she learned nothing from her past? Yes maybe there were a few good vampires, but if they couldn't control themselves then could the two races ever live in peace? She didn't think so, even if there was a treaty or a truce an underlying distrust would raise it's ugly head again and again, soaking the ground with blood of the innocent and the brave until there was no one left.
These thoughts filled Nicoletta with dread and she felt her heart sink, her shoulder slumped as if a great weight had suddenly been put on them and she slowly took in the vampire prince. If there was hope, any kind of hope, Nicoletta hoped to see it in her lifetime, but to leave the world before anything went wrong and caused unnecessary pain throughout the two races.
"Maybe one day it might be possible for our races to share, and someone would find a way to show the other what we all miss without pain or suffering." She said gently, trying to push all of her negative thoughts away. If she thoguht bad things then bad thigns would happen, reality was annoying like that.
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Post by Brone Van Estra on Dec 2, 2008 17:15:43 GMT -5
There was a flicker of a smile on his face when she finally spoke. Peace was a wonderful thought. He always assumed he was one of the few natural born vampires who thought the war was useless. He thought that way even more strongly since his run-ins with the youngest witch princess. "We can't change what we are." He said. "I will never see things, nor do things, that my race cannot do." Brone would never know a sunny day, nor would he know a heartbeat, nor his own reflection. He thought more then about what she had said. They did not need to share, as much as they needed to trust. "It is not so much a question of knowing, it's nonacceptance and distrust of that which we do not understand that separates us." Brone motioned with his hand to indicate between them. But the 'us' he referred to was not just the two of them, but the races as a whole.
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Post by gingerduckie on Dec 5, 2008 13:31:49 GMT -5
Nicoletta shrugged, he hadn't quite got what she meant but it was probably a fool's errand of a thought anyway. Nicoletta fell silent, the prince spoke the truth and she didn't think it would ever change, at least not in her lifetime and if she was judging that by her family standards then her days were quite heavily numbered.
She thought back to her family's deaths, completely forgetting about Brone, he became part of the woodsand the night sounds disappeared as Nicoletta studied how her family had died, there had only been one time when she was physically able to help and she hadn't. But she hadn't been emotionally able to help, four family members and she hadn't been able to help them when they'd needed her most. And the other, him. She knew next to nothing about him, not his rank in their world, only his name though to even thnk of that threatened her sanity at the best of times, let alone in the middle of the night in front of his prince.
"It's so stupid..." Nicoletta sighed, pushing her hands over her eyes before sinking into a crouch, she felt suddenly weary, as if she couldn't even stand. "I hate this, why do we have to cause so much grief to each other?" She asked herself unaware that she was speaking aloud. She gave a small derisive snort. "Peace, it'll never happen. Not with our bloodlust." She looked up to Brone and shook her head and sighed.
"Peace is a fool's errand. It's dangerous for the princess to see you...if you do happen to meet again...don't let her get hurt. If she is, then i'll come straight to you no matter where you are. Understood?" Nicoletta asked, standing and fixing the prince with a level gaze. She wouldn't let anyone hurt the Royal Family, no way no how. Come hell or high water she would make sure that the royal family remained alive until her dying day.
Nicoletta smiled wryly and shook her head. "You're right, there too much distrust, i don't trust you, but Aarya will continue to seek out trouble and can always get out of the castle, don't abuse this small amount of trust, please. For your sake and hers." Nicoletta stepped forward again, she didn't know why she was quite so edgy, it was probably this place, the time, and the atmosphere aroun d her, having the vampire prince standing a few feet away from her wasn't helping much either but there we go. Nicoletta bit her lip, she wanted to ask but then she didn't know if she could...could she bring up the one conversation topic she always steered well clear from? But the prince wouldn't know, he wouldn't guess the connection...would he?
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Post by Brone Van Estra on Dec 5, 2008 15:59:38 GMT -5
For a while, Brone realized she was no longer aware that he was even there, he was just another shape in the dark to her. Her thoughts must have weighed a terrible amount on her soul as he watched her bend to the ground. The words that rang from her mouth were like a stream of pain and the smile had faded from his face altogether.
"Peace is not foolish, but one cannot underestimate hate and rage. That is all." Brone said, his lips in a firm line. He knew that when he was king, things would change, he would rules much differently than his father. "It may not happen soon, I may be killed before I see the day, but it will happen one day, we fight a war that is not ours, there is no reason for war. We are told the same story, different sides. Neither can be right." No one would know what happened to Cara and Vlad. No one ever would. "More are dying than did that day." 2 vs too many to count.
"I do not go out seeking your princess, she finds me. But at least if she finds me, she finds no harm. I can make no promises for any other vampire than myself. But you have my word I won't hurt her." Brone made the promise in a serious dark tone of voice. It was to hide the workings of his mind, he could not show her weakness in his heart. The weakness for Aarya.
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Post by gingerduckie on Dec 12, 2008 17:04:06 GMT -5
Nicoletta nodded, the memories of her family had brought a weariness to her body, it settled in her bones and made her muscles feel like lead. She had never had emotional fatigue before but she was sure this was it. She glanced at Brone, he really was set on peace between the two races. The idea of peace made a smile flicker onto her lips, but it wouldn't be enough, it would never be enough. How coudl it be? When she had no one to share it with?
But that was being selfish, it would be good for the families of everyone, the families who had lost relatives, lovers who had lost their second half. Yes, peace was a fool's errand, but it needed a very smart fool to go on the errand.
"Well then, no offence to your parents but I certainly hope you gain the throne sometime soon if you really are dead set on peace between our races. I wish you all the luck i can give for that." Nicoletta shook her head at her words slightly, she didn't know if she wanted to think about the death of the vampire king and queen, it should be the sole wish of every witch, but indeed it was not Nicoletta's wish.
"Do you know all in your kingdom? The ones that were, the ones that will be?" She asked suddenly, if he knew anything about Him, that would be enough. Nicoletta wanted to know who exactly she had been with, and who her heart still yearned for.
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Post by Brone Van Estra on Dec 12, 2008 17:17:49 GMT -5
Brone smiled lightly, the first time he had actually smiled in her presence. "Thank you. I will need luck, but my father is reluctant to give me the throne." And I might be too weak to take it, he thought. Brone shook his head softly, a small laugh in the air, but peace was going to take so long to fulfill, but he wanted nothing else. Many thought him weak because of it.
Her sudden question made him furrow his eyebrows. "Well, I know a very in depth history on my kind. I cannot tell the future. But I am quite knowledgeable about those in my kingdom, yes, though--I know more faces than names." Brone said watching her carefully. Why the sudden interest in his race as a whole? He understood her carng about his people and throne in the context of war but this....
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