forum A Promise of Fire (closed)

Started April 06, 2023 by @ElderGod-yellowqueen

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Amyntas sighs, staying stiff in his chair as he stares at the door.

Ariella wondered through the store, picking out clothing and shoes and jewelry and any othe necessary accessories. She paid with the card and accepted then to be shipped to the palace. Then she returned back to his side dressed in ber previous clothing.

Amyntas looks at her. “Where’s the bags?”

"They're going to deliver it." She smiled sweetly uo at him. "It was too much to carry."

He frowns, “hah…no. I’ll carry the bags.”

Ariella crossed her arms. "Why can't it be delivered? Let them do the work. Besides, I want to go to forgery."

Amyntas sucks in a breath. “I don’t wanna risk assassination!”

"No one is going to try to kill you," Ariella said. "Besides, if you're that worried I can protect you."

Amyntas growls, standing. “No.” He walks up to the front, “I’d like the bags please.”

Ariella rolled her eyes. She was perfectly capable of killing someone. She had done it plenty of times herself. "I still want to go to the forge."

Amyntas takes the bags, soon, they were gone. “Fine.”

Ariella beamed at him. "Yay, lead the way."

Amyntas rolls his eyes, walking to the forge and looking at the man. “Gotta client.”

The man looks at Ella and Amyntas, then smiles. “Well then! Nice. I’ve been bored lately.”

Ella smiled at him with a kind smile. "I would like purchase a short sword. What are your options?"

The man smiles brightly. “I have a large collection actually.” He opens a cabinet, filled with all sorts of swords of all shapes and sizes. “I can also make them customizable.”

Ariella liked the sound of that. She was particular on her weapons. She had a specific grip and weight and she preferred.

The man hands her a sketch pad, “if you’re any type of artist, you can make me a reference.”

Ariella smiled at the pad. She took a pen and started designing her preferred blade. She wrote down to the side the sizes and weight she wanted it. Then she handed it back.

The man looks it over, smiling. “I’ll have it out for you soon. Any kinda engravments or gems? Or any metal preferences?”

"Carbon steel. No gems but I'll give you the liberty to do whatever engravements you want. I trust your judgment." Ariella smiled.

The man chuckles, “Nice. I’ll get to work. Come back ina bout a half a week.”

Ariella nodded her head and gave a small nod. "Thank you. And you can just put it on his tab." She pointed at the prince over her shoulder.

The man nods, “You betcha.”

Amyntas sighs, “Can we go now?”

Ariella rolled her eyes at him. "Yes we can go now."

Amyntas starts walking home.

Ariella followed beside him, gently placing her hand on his upper arm. It was a whisper of a touch really.

Amyntas stays quiet, walking inside and straight to his room.

Ariella followed behind him whether he wanted it or not.

Ares sighs, “Your things are in your room.” He flops onto his bed.

"Okay." Ariella jumped up on the bed next to him, kicking her shoes off.