forum "I will be king, and your going to help me" oxo rp (open)

Started June 03, 2022 by @imJUSTasillylittleguy group

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"I do not need your protection." The words rushed out of her suddenly. They ran off her tongue as if they have been waiting a whole lifetime to be said. A shiver ran through her heart. Using the side of her left hand, she wiped the tears away, hoping they would not appear again.

Removing the head scarf, she let it fall onto the floor. Emese walked over to the king with her chin up high despite her slow, almost sluggish, movements. She sighed. "I understand what you are trying to do, but save your efforts for something you truly care about."

Her hands came up to his chest. Delicately, her fingers went up to adjust the buttons on his coat. She spoke while doing so. "Do not let my tears speak for me for I am a force to be reckoned with. The only true danger I need to be protected from is myself. You would understand this if you took a moment or two to step outside your personal fortitude."

Once she was finished adjusting and fixing, she took a step back. "I have no intentions of being rude or cruel to you….it is just the truth." She clenched her skirts and turned around to see a servant with the dog leash. "Ah…I forgot about his walk today…"

He sighed, "I could always take him out on his walk if you wish to be left alone. However since you seem to be so keen with me spending more time outside of my normal schedule we could always go out for a walk together."
He grabbed the leash and walked over to her holding it out to her.
"You could always go walk him on your own, the choice is yours." He spoke, his voice smooth, though he had some edges too it when it came to tone.
He waited there for her to take the leash, a part of him wanted her to leave him alone so he could focus more on work.
However…he did almost wish for them to do something together, maybe…should he put it more of an effort?
Just because of his nanny and this girl bothering him?
He hadn't the faintest idea if he were questioned about women. His mom hadn't been around and the only women he knew were the servants, who he charmed easily.

If spending time with Haruta is going to make him miserable or teach him a lesson, then she is going to do so. Besides, it's an opportunity she cannot refuse; it'd be foolish to pass up on it. Initially, Emese wouldn't want to make him miserable, it's not right to; she knows and believes this. On the other hand, she will have to bear his children and she has already been discarded several times already. If being a good wife is torture, then she must be a sadist.

Swiftly, she took the leash from the king. If anything, she would have made him put it on, but oh well. Beggars can't be choosers, sadly. The sight of the leash was enough to get Isamu to come over. At least it is feasible to put it on the dog, even though he is big and extremely fluffy.

"I am only keen to spend time with you as it is part of my duty to, and it is the same for you too," She stated, "But one shouldn't be needing an external account to tell them that, now should they?"

Wrapping the end of the leash around her hand, Isamu went on forward as they both went to the door. Holding a bit tightly, Emese stopped to look over her shoulder. She said, "On the other hand, I would appreciate it if you do come with," then walked out.

He stood there for a few seconds, thinking about what she said and moving to walk after her.
He turned to the servant that gave them the leash, and spoke.
"Reschedule my meeting for later today, tell them I send my condolences however my wife wishes for me to spend time with her."
He then moved to walk after her in long strides, eventually finding her outside the palace and on one of the pathways through the palace garden.
He still has his hair up like she did it early, figuring it wouldn't be in the way that way.
"Well, I'm here." He spoke as he approached her.

Emese did not bother to wait. Either way, she knew she had to keep on walking, especially since the gardens are far away from her chambers. Her steps were at a regular pace, but her regular pace is nimble and quick. Making a right turn, she strolled out into the gardens. Isamu stopped to sniff some flowers, but she tugged the leash a little and they were off again.

Looking over her shoulder, she watched the king walk out and approach her. With a sigh, she went back to gazing ahead until he was at her side. "I see….." She said in a deadpanned manner before offering a small smile, "How thoughtful of you."

The dog was focused on walking with the occasional sniffing plants and flowers they passed by. His tail wagged side to side. Emese glanced down at Isamu before glimpsing over to Haruta. "I hope the nobles will not be hurt by your delay, although I am sure they will overcome and welcome it."

"Oh I'm sure they can get over whatever Hissy fit they decided to throw when they received the news that I rescheduled the meeting that they said was so important."
He spoke, tightening the tie in his hair so it dosent come out.
He then straighted out his clothes before just simply walking alongside her as they walked through the garden area.

He looked at the garden, just taking it all in. He was enjoying being outside without actually having to doing anything of importance.
Well, royal importance.
He glanced down at isamu as they walked down the pathway, glad he seemed to be enjoying the walk.

He had his arms stiffly by his sides as he walked.

A laugh flew freely from her. She had her head slightly tilted back while doing so. What the king said reminded her of the things her father and some of her brother would say about these meetings. Each and every single time, she would imagine herself at these meetings. She longed to be there, to witness debates, to carry solutions through discourse; it's one responsibility especially meant to be for a queen.

"I have been told that a good portion of the time,they just want to show themselves off. Half of them have no intelligence behind the words they spatter out, as if it is all for show," She mused, "But take it from me, they do it all the time, everywhere anytime."

The dog stopped to take a moment to relieve himself. When Isamu was finished, Emese motioned for one of the servants to take care of it. She thanked them then continued on. The dog would occasionally stop to sniff flowers.

In the corner of her eye, she could not ignore how rigid Haruta's arms were. They were stiff enough to cause discomfort for the muscles need relaxation. Switching the leash to her right hand, she took a hold of Haruta's. Once she locked fingers, she began to lightly swing their hands.

"Well, its not exactly wrong. They act all high and mighty when in reality they knew very little."
He spoke, walking besides her.
However he was caught off guard when she took his hand in hers and…started swinging it?
He raised a brow in her direction, looking between their hands and her.
"What is with the swinging? is just holding hands not enough?" he questioned her, his gaze resting on her.

Is any of this enough? Emese is the only one putting in any sincere effort, and she is starting to lose it now after beginning to experience burn out. She bit down on her tongue in order to kept herself afloat. Getting a glimpse down at their hands, she saw that there is only one jade band on her finger. Emese just gave the king's hand a light squeeze then took a deep breath.

"If I haven't made my point yet…..no, clearly holding hands isn't enough. Just like your apology and your presence isn't enough," She sighed then stopped with the swinging; she began to contemplate letting go of his hand. "I just wanted to be more than a jewel on your crown. I wanted to love you and be loved by you. I wanted to be more than a wife who sits around all day alone, that's all."

He used his other hand to run a hand through his hair, letting out a sigh as he looked forward. He looked back at their hands and moved to have them starting swinging again.
He decided that he might as well tell her what she's getting into.
Though he didn't know why he felt the need to tell her anything, he didn't need to do anything.
He was king.
He moved to look away at the garden.
"I'm sorry to disappoint, but I'm not exactly…love filled. I was only raised to ascend the throne…I was told that whoever I chose for my wife did not matter and that I should focus more on my duties as king. At least, that's my father said."
He let out a soft sigh as they walk and he Swung their hands a little slower then she did earlier.

Emese wasn't sure if she would be laughed at for almost dragging her feet or her pupils instantly growing wide. Her hand was swinging, and it is clasped to his. She turned her head to stare at him, almost missing his words due to being slightly surprised.

"Forgive me for this, but your father is wrong. Not completely, yet he missed some critical points that you will have to learn on your own now," She stated. "Now, I am not criticizing him or you. Past is the past, but it damns the present and future." It's taxing on the mind and heart; she knows that she can, and will, not be the one to teach him love. And if he doesn't, well she doesn't want to think of it.

Emese briefly looked down at her hands. It's too good to be true. Her mind doesn't want to believe that it is reality only to just feel disappointment in the end. "Choosing a wife did matter, highly. You picked one who is practically the same as you; strong and needs to take on responsibilities because she knows that she can do so, properly." She gazed up at the sky. "To be a king, you have to be love filled. You have to think of the people, military, other nations' people, your wife, and even your future children. If you want to do well, you have to balance being love filled and your kingly duties."

He sighed, feeling flashbacks from when he was a child and his mother died infeont of him.
He looked back at their hands, the swinging back in forth as they walked.
He then looked forward once again, "I suppose..I have a lot more to learn, haven't i?' He spoke slowly..but he didn't seem to mask any ill intentions behind his words as he spoke.
He didn't think that she was all high and mighty, but he did know that some of the things his father taught him were wrong.
The fact that he had to punish his son so that he would learn them better was one of the reasons.
He waited for her response as they Walked.

"You do…." The words rushed out of her like second nature. She did not even bat an eye at the lack of hesitation. Although her father always told her how dangerous it is to have such a sharp tongue, she always believed it to be useful, but she is aware of how it can ruin things.

Emese wished she had more to say, more hopeful and optimistic things to say, but her mind drew a blank. All the damage left cracks in her heart. A heart that cannot offer much to Haruta as much as it could offer herself; if it could offer anything to her at all.

Purposefully, she kept the silence. Not only did she need to gather her thoughts, she needed time to recount everything. Holding his hand, walking alongside him as they talk, and their swinging their arms is too strange to her. While it is something she has dreamed of for a long time, she wished that it was how she had dreamed of it.

She hummed in thought. "You do have a lot to learn," She continues, "Everyone has somethings to learn. I know that I do, but you do….you really do."

He sighed internally as he listened to her talk. Even if he was considered soft for saying it, he was going to say it. He hadn't much to say to her in the first place.
"Perhaps..we can learn together. Though I doubt I have as much to learn as you do. He made a half hearted joke, though some part of him knew that he was actually very wrong on her needing to learn more then he did.
He continued to walk along side her as they walked the dog.

Her pride initially led her to bit her lip down. She knew that her thinking of her not needing to learn much is wrong. Haruta is right. They can learn together. It is part of what makes a couple (let alone a monarch one) a strong, stable one nonetheless. And that is what she wants, even though her shoulders feel stiff from the moment. Her mind is nothing but downpour and constant thunder and lightning.

"Oh…." Emese rolled her eyes at the little joke of his. She shook her head, "We can, yet let me remind you that most of it will be placed upon you and how you take all of this." She glimpsed over at him. "You can learn everything about something, and walk away knowing nothing. It is a possibility, yet I will not tolerate it."

Glimpsing down at the dog then ahead, she sighed. "It is only one possibility, and I wish for it to not be ours."

He watched her as she spoke, watching the way she carried herself in the moment up until after she had finished speaking. She was a bit of a wonder to him, how she never ceased to make his mind spin into thoughts he had before. Of course non of them were revolutionary but still, it was a change. Possibly a good one.
He locked eyes with her as she glimpsed over before looking away from him and back at the dog.
“Well, I assure you that it won’t be the one to befall us.” He spoke, knowing that him stating how smart he was probably wouldn’t add much to the conversation.

Assurance isn't enough, that is what her father taught her; it has to happen or nothing good will come of it. And after all the times she has been given empty promises, guarantees, and assurances, how can she give him a sliver of trust?

"Good…I expect nothing less to happen." Emese forced herself to relax, to look forward. It was tempting to look down at the ground as much as it was to say that she doesn't feel well then leave. Hiding herself, oh heavens how that is so tempting to her, but it clashed with the rest of her desires and personality.

"I will not accept anything less, especially after everything that I have been given or lack thereof. It makes me feel like my life is being wasted," She said, "So learn. Learn for yourself, for me, and us and everybody else."

He nodded to her, listening intently even if he hadn't been making eye contact the whole time she was talking to him. He was thinking through out her little speech, think back on his father.
Even…his mother. Despite how long it had been since her death he found himself thinking back to her.
Emese reminded him of his mother, she was very strong willed, even when she was on a death bed.
Of course that didn't stop father from completely betraying her trust, and going against what she had told him. Though he was pulled away before she died, not able to spend his last moments with her. He was told from then on out he really had to be a man, and that he was not allowed to cry from now on.
"You shall receive nothing less." He spoke. Though it seemed he may have closed himself off once more, his voice going back to a more neutral tone.

Every now and then, she would get this gut feeling that always turned out to be true. She never could explain them. This time it had hit her as she heard his response. No, it was not his words alone, but rather the shift in his voice and tone. The change sent worry flaring in her mind. What kind of worry? She does not know.

Emese does not know what to feel. There are a million ways to interpret this. Hers can be wrong; she will admit it. On the other hand, she wondered if what she said provoked something in Haruta. Hopefully she did not spoil his mood or brought something terrible up.

Regardless, she motioned for the servant from before to take care of Isamu. Once the happy dog trotted away with the servant, she turned to take Haruta's other hand. "What is it?" She asked in a gentle tone. "Are you alright, Haruta?"

He was a bit shocked when she moved to grab his other hand, moving infront of him. He noticed that the dog was taken away by a servant, before turning his attention back to her.
Why just now was she showing worry for him? She hadn't seemed to care for him earlier, what had changed? He didn't understand this women in the slightest.
"What are you on about? I just agreed to your terms after you drill me and now all of a sudden your worried about me?" He couldnt help himself when he ran his mouth, spilling over words that he didn't mean to say.
He let out a sigh, looking up at her eyes.
"I'm fine, you needn't spend time worrying about me."
Though it was clear his mood had taken a shift despite him trying to hide it.