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(What kind of Fantasy? Like, Prince(ss) and servant/other-royal-person fall in love?
Danger is totally fine!)
(What kind of Fantasy? Like, Prince(ss) and servant/other-royal-person fall in love?
Danger is totally fine!)
( I guess that works. PRincess and prince hate each other, but they have to work together to stop a war?)
(Or what if they're captured and have to work together to escape?)
( Thats even better.)
(Cool! So that's settled. Modern or not?)
( Medieval.)
(Alrighty. Then I suppose I should change Brooke's outfit. Lol.)
(Alright.)
(Shall I post us a starter?)
( Go ahead.)
Brooke impatiently waited in the summer library for Prince Christopher. It wasn't that she was excited for his arrival, no, she was far from excited. In fact, she almost dreaded his coming, but it couldn't be helped. Their parents had set this day up, and she had no say in it whatsoever.
With a groan, she stood from her chair and made her way over to the bay window. She sat down there, crossing one ankle over the other like she was taught, and watched out the window.
( I am soooo bad at this.)
Christoper stepped out of his carriage. This is going to be soo fun. He thought sarcastically as he was lead down the chambers. He wasn't really excited, but he should make it comfortable for the poor girl.
(Sorry this took so long! I was watching a movie w/my fam.)
As the carriage pulled up and Christopher stepped out, Brooke sighed and stood. She should at least make herself somewhat presentable, she supposed. Quickly heading to a full-size mirror hanging on the wall, she smoothed out her dress, put a few stray pieces of hair back in their place, and shook her nerves away. Once she was finished, she turned to the door, waiting once again.
Christopher saw Brooke standing by the entrance. "Good Afternoon, Princess Brooke." He awknowledged her and did a little bow before plastering a smile to his face.
Brooke put on the most authentic smile she could muster, curtsying slightly in response to the bow.
"Prince Christopher. It's a pleasure to have you here," she greeted him politely
He nodded his head and gestured towards the library. "Lets talk in private shall we?" He said and led them into the library before pulling out a chair and helping them sit at the table.
Unbeknownst to either young royal, a dark figure lurked silently in the shadows of the library, watching, waiting.
"Yes, I suppose we shall," Brooke agreed when she was seated. She folded her hands neatly in her lap, sitting like a lady even when stressed. "Anything in particular on your mind?"
Christoper leaned back in his chair. "Question: Do you really want to do this because I need to know and I dont want to make you uncomfortable or anything." He asked and looked at her curiously.
Brooke's eyebrows shot up.
"Well… I mean, it was kind of set up for us, right? So it's not like I have a choice in it, whether I want it or not." She sighed, looking away for a moment before turning back and continuing, "But I do still have yet to decide, honestly. It's not like I've known you for that long, so I don't have much to base my answer on."
"Technically we do have a choice. We could always fake our relationship and break up or we can just use this time to have fun. No pressure really, its your desicians." Christopher suggested. "Anyway, sorry to put this all of a sudden, Im Christopher from the Kingdom of Somewhere." He introduced himself jokingly.
With a nervous laugh, Brooke stuck her hand out.
"Brooke, from the neighboring kingdom, Somewhere-Else," she replied, a small smile pulling at the edges of her lips.
The figure in the shadows fumbled with something in their pocket, staying silent, waiting for the perfect opportunity.
"Hey why so nervous? I don't bite, well not usually." He gave her an encouraging smile and shook her hand.
Brooke's smile widened a bit.
"Well, it's not like I'm meeting the guy my parents desperately want me to marry or anything," she half-joked. "That couldn't have anything to do with it."
Christopher's eyebrows shot up in amusement. " Am I really that good looking?" He teased before picking up a book, looking at the title before thumbing through the pages. "You read?" He asked.
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