forum Cinderella AU // OxO // Closed

Started April 17, 2020 by @ElderGod-Icefire

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Name: Ellis Tremaine
Age: 18
Gender and sexuality: Male, gay
Species: Half human
Looks: Blep and Blop. Rather smol and thin, but deceptively strong due to lots of physical labor. Some scars on his back and torso.
Family: Josef Tremaine, father, dead. Lady Miriam Tremaine, mother, dead. Lord Aron Tremaine, step-father, alive. Anton Tremaine, step-brother, alive. Drew Tremaine, step-brother, alive
Other: His parents marriage was kept a secret, due to mixed species unions being frowned upon

Name: Lloyd Saxon Windsor
Age: 18
Gender and sexuality: Male, Bisexual (leans towards males)
Species: Ehhh… angel? Winged person? Whatever we decided
Looks: Lloyd stands at about 5'10 and is very lithe and agile. He's fit, of course, and athletic, but he isn't very overtly muscular in appearance. His hair is blonde and is smoothly swept over the right side of his face (not exactly bangs, more like an elegant swoop. Pinterest is blocked on my chromebook, but I'll try to find a good pic later). He has green eyes with long lashes, pale skin, and light freckles dotting his nose and cheeks. He holds himself upright and dignified all the time due to his upbringing.
Family: Tobias Saxon Windsor, father, living. Christine Pearl Windsor, mother, living. Nathaniel Tobias Windsor, younger brother (11), living.
Other: His parents aren't a huge fan of Lloyd's preference for males, but as he is clearly their favorite son, they deal with it. Nathaniel was injured badly when he was younger and, as a result, his wings are crippled and he is flightless. Nathaniel is gay, but doesn't know it yet.

(Alrighty!)

There was a knock on the door, and Ellis answered it, smoothing his hands on his apron to wipe away any dirt. He had been mopping the floor of the hall, and dirt had smudged his face, hands, and knees.

"I have a message for Anton Tremaine." the messenger said, holding out an envelope emblazoned with the kings' seal.

Ellis nodded, taking the envelope carefully. "Alright. I shall take it to him. Do you require an answer right now?" he asked, holding the envelope and hoping he wasn't getting dirt on it. God knew that Anton would hit him if he got dirt on such a missive.

"No, though a reply within the week is preferable." the messenger bowed, and left.

Ellis headed back inside, going up the stairs to where Anton was studying. His older stepbrother was working on his schooling. Was going to get some sort of useless degree that he would just use to impress people. Ellis would have given anything just to be able to go to college. He opened the door, chewing on his lip. "Anton? There's a–"

"Ellis! I've told you not to interrupt me when I'm studying!" Anton snapped, interrupting Ellis's words.

Ellis nodded a little bit. "Right, but…I've got a message for you. From the king." he held it out, avoiding Anton's eyes.

Anton stalked over, snatching it from Ellis's fingers as if afraid that Ellis would damage it. "God, you've gotten your filthy fingers all over it, haven't you?" he said. Ellis didn't answer, merely looked down at his feet, at the worn leather shoes he had owned for three years now. "Well. You're dismissed." Anton waved a hand at Ellis, sitting down.

Ellis nodded again, and left. As he closed the door, he heard Anton's shout of surprise, and was nearly knocked over as Anton came running out to tell Lord Tremaine the news.

Lloyd sat in his study, tirelessly looking over the same textbooks he'd been reading for his entire life. He sighed softly and flipped the page. I could recite this in my sleep by now… why must I read it again? I could be battle training, for god's sake. This is a waste of my time. Oh well… he wasn't about to disobey his father's orders. He'd seen the consequences of disobedience secondhand with Nathaniel. The poor kid had to deal with a lot with their parents.

He was aware of a suitor being arranged for him, and it didn't phase him much. Being the crown prince and now a legal adult as of a few days prior meant that he wasn't surprised at his parents wanting him to marry. Whether it was a man or a woman coming, he had not been told, but he secretly hoped for a man.

The ball held as his birthday celebration was grand and large, as everything seemed to have to be in this kingdom. Large parties were not Lloyd's personal taste or preference, but he really had no say in the matter. He just sat where he was told and politely thanked all the attendees for coming and for wishing him a happy eighteenth. Nathaniel was briefly allowed to come enjoy the festivities, but was quickly ushered back out when he knocked something over. Lloyd couldn't remember what exactly, but he doubted it was all that important. He vaguely remembered bringing Nathaniel some ice cream to cheer him up after the whole ordeal was over.

Eventually, he was allowed to leave his study and came out into the throne room to discuss things with his father. It was then that he learned that it was in fact a man coming, not a woman. Some son of a local lord, apparently. He wasn't particularly intrigued by the information, but he was eager to meet his suitor considering he'd be expected to marry him.

Ellis brushed his blonde hair out of his eyes, wondering what exactly was going on, but he didn't bother asking. Instead, he went back to his work, mopping the floors until they shone, careful not to damage anything, not to knock it over.

An hour later, someone called his name. Lord Aron, his step-father. "Ellis!" his voice was sharp, demanding. It always had been. Even when his mother had been alive, Aron had always sneered at Ellis, though the Lord had always hidden it from Miriam.

"Yes sir?" he asked, setting the mop aside and hurrying over to Lord Aron.

"Aron is being asked to become a suitor for the prince, and will be moving to the palace. I have sent a missive of acceptance to the palace. He will need a servant to accompany him. That will be you. I expect you to be on your best behavior." Lord Aron said.

Ellis's blue eyes went wide as he looked up at Lord Aron. "He…" he blinked slowly. Aron, the prince's suitor? He bit his lip slightly, and nodded. "Right. What…how should i prepare?"

"Assist Anton in packing, and then get whatever belongings you have together, to be ready."

Lloyd looked up around an hour later when the messenger returned and handed a letter to the king. King Tobias thanked him and opened the letter, nodding a bit as he read through in a pleased manner. "They have accepted the invitation. They will be arriving soon." Lloyd nodded a bit. "You are to make yourself presentable and then rejoin me here." "Yes, father." Lloyd left the throne room and returned to his own to get dressed. He pulled on a white dress shirt and a pale gray suit jacket paired with dress pants and shoes. He combed through his hair once more and returned to the throne room, where he sat beside his father to wait.

He was now very curious to meet the suitor, but he kept his expression calm and neutral. Hopefully he's responsible at least… I don't know if I could manage having to rule with some chaotic man. Having two kings is going to be a new thing for the kingdom, though… the press will be all over it. He snapped out of his thoughts to hear his father instructing a servant to take Nathaniel outside so the boy would be out of the way.

Ellis helped Anton pack, then ran up to his room, throwing a few things into a trunk. He owned precious little; but what he did have, he treasured. He had two old journals; one had been his mother's, one his father's. He had their love letters, too, hidden away where Lord Aron would never find them. He had his father's old jacket, which he folded up and put away. In fact, many of the things he packed were keepsakes from his parents, of some sort. An old silver necklace, the pendant of a bird in flight, had been given to his mother from his father. He held it for a moment, looking at that little bird. "Hi, mama." he said softly, on his knees on the floor of his room. "I miss you. I'm…I'm going to the palace. Anton is going to be the prince's suitor, can you imagine?" he gave a bittersweet smile as he tucked the bird away in the trunk, wiping at his face with a hand.

He cleaned up, dressed in the dark pants, leather shoes, blue shirt, and dark vest that was his normal attire, and cleaned away the dirt stains as best he could, pulling the kerchief from his head and tucking it in his pocket. And then he was bundling everything into the carriage, sitting in it with Anton as it lifted into the air and they headed for the palace.

Lloyd looked up when the palace doors opened. There were two boys there, presumably around his age, and one of which being his suitor. Probably the uptight, pompous looking one… He straightened his posture a bit and examined Anton and Ellis a bit more. "Welcome to the palace." His father greeted them, stoic as usual. Lloyd couldn't stand the dull drone of his father's voice sometimes. "You may give your things to the servants at the door. They will take them to your rooms." Lloyd remained silent for now, keeping his wings neatly folded behind himself. They were large to accommodate flight, of course, and therefore were still visible. All of his clothing was tailored with holes in the back to perfectly fit the large appendages. He waited to be addressed by either the suitor or his father, though it looked like the king was waiting for Anton to speak.

Anton bowed. He was dressed in a suit, tailored to fit his tall body. He had dark hair and eyes, and a slightly haughty tilt to his head. "Thank you, your majesty." he said, gesturing to Ellis to help with the trunks. His eyes flickered to Lloyd, and he gave another quick bow. "And…thank you for considering me." he stood up, his arms by his sides and his shoulders drawn back.

Ellis mirrored his step-brother's bows, then helped with the three trunks. Two were Anton's, one his own.

The king nodded and gave a small, quick gesture to Lloyd. Lloyd understood its meaning well and stood up, heading down to be on the same level as Anton. He bowed deeply, an elegant, smooth motion he had practiced many times before. His wings stretched out above him as he did so, adding a bit of authority to the motion. He then returned to a normal stance and held out his hand to shake Anton's hand politely. His eyelids were slightly lowered to give himself a more haughty, dignified look as he examined his suitor more closely.

Anton shook Lloyd's hand, giving him a quick smile. His eyes snagged on those wings for a moment as he wondered about the fact that he himself was human and Lloyd was not, and typically such partnerships were not looked at favorably. Then again, with the recent war…perhaps that was why.

Ellis helped the servant take the trunks up to where he and Anton would be staying. Ellis had a small room off of Anton's, and he tucked his trunk beneath his bed.

"Pleasure to make your acquaintance." Lloyd said. His voice was quiet. It still held authority and was definitely audible, but he never felt the need to raise his voice. He seemed just as stoic as his father. "What is your name?" He asked. "It seems unfair that you should know mine and I am left clueless." A small smirk grew onto his lips as he spoke. He folded his wings more tightly against his back.

(so I already have this cute idea of at some point Lloyd goes to talk to his younger brother and finds Ellis hanging out with Nathaniel and making like paper airplanes and origami and stuff and it's cute and yeah. We can do it at some point, if you like!)

Anton let out a faint laugh at that. "Anton Tremaine." He replied with a polite little smile. "It's a pleasure to meet you." He was a little surprised at how fast everything had moved with the engagement. Why, it was only this morning that Ellis had handed him the missive, and now he was in the palace.

Ellis swallowed softly, touching the comforter on the bed. It was softer than any he had had in years, ever since his mother had died. Not many people knew of Miriam Tremaine's son; she had had to keep him a secret because his father was not human. So it had been easy for Aron to sweep Ellis under the rug once Miriam was gone, turning him into a servant with no claim to the family name or titles.

(:000 absolutely I'm so down lol)

Lloyd looked up when the palace doors suddenly opened and saw the servant who had taken Nathaniel out carrying the boy inside. He appeared to be injured. "Nathaniel!" Lloyd looked over at his younger brother worriedly. "Excuse me for a moment, Anton. Lily will show you to your room if you wish." He headed over to the servant carrying Nathaniel and started quietly asking Nathaniel questions before taking him into his own arms and hurrying off the the infirmary. The servant came over to the king to apologize profusely for the interruption and to explain what had happened.

(yay! Just let me know when it can happen and we can do it)

Anton frowned a little bit when Nathaniel was carried inside. Aloud, he said only, "Of course." He stepped back to allow the Royal family some room, looking around the room curiously.

Ellis started heading back to find Anton, knowing his stepbrother would be wanting to order him around.

(Maybe Ellis goes to visit him in the infirmary? After Lloyd leaves, of course)

Lloyd carried Nathaniel to the infirmary and made sure he was well tended to, sitting beside the cot and gently holding onto Nathaniel's hand as long as the boy wanted him to. Lily, the servant, knew Lloyd well and knew that he would be gone for a while. "Follow me, sir." She dipped her head politely and lead Anton to his bedroom.

(alright!)

Anton nodded, following Lily to his bedroom. They ran into Ellis on the way, and Ellis immediately fell into step behind his stepbrother. He took a deep breath, not speaking. He wasn't supposed to speak unless he was spoken to. He had tied the kerchief around his hair again, his leather shoes looking even shabbier and scuffed in the shining brilliance of the palace.

Lloyd stayed with Nathaniel until the boy calmed down and fell asleep, at which point he had to leave. He gave the nurse a grateful nod before he left and retired to his room. He could go check on Nathaniel later, after all. He changed into something more comfortable and ran his fingers through his hair, sighing softly.

Anton got settled into his rooms, and wrote out a letter to Lord Aron, telling the man everything that had happened so far, and sent it off. He then went back to his studies, lounging in a chair. He dismissed Ellis, telling the young man to go explore.

Ellis did, leaving to explore the parts of the palace that he could.