“I’m Prince Ren of Cuquish,” Ren held out a hand, “And I must say, you are very beautiful, may I join you for dinner?”
Kyle choked on the food he was eating, coughing furiously. The prince didn’t pay him any attention, his glimmering eyes looking at Thalia. He pulled over a seat between the two.
“Um, okay. Sounds good—ur I mean fantastic.” Thalia looked down at her food. She was blushing so hard her skin was practically on fire. Kyle was making noises, but she wasn’t listening. He said she was beautiful. And he was actually talking about her.
The prince sat down and looked at the group, “Greetings.”
“I suppose we should introduce ourselves,” Draco said, eyeing the prince, “I’m Draco.”
“Kyle,” The boy bit out, narrowing his eyes at Ren. Ren didn’t seem to see.
“[They introduced themselves, I don’t feel like writing out their names.]”
“I’m Rvan,” Rvan said from his seat, looking at Ren with a blank face. He will help you all, but he will also start cracks in the wall of trust Natalia whispered to him. Rvan shook his head slightly, and went back to his food. Dinner was no place for more vague prophecies. (No one else can hear Natalia)
Ren tilted his head while he looked at Thalia, “Where are you from?”
/Woah, where did the party go?/
“We’re all from Luxia.” Kyle relied with a frown.
Not all of us Natalia chuckled quietly. Rvan sighed. Some people would think him insane if they heard Natalia talking to him like that. Rvan had no idea why the old hag was bugging him today, and was frankly annoyed by it. He focused instead on Skylar, who was as beautiful as ever.
(It makes me sad that we haven’t done anything, OOOOOLLLLLIIIIIIIIVVVVVVVIIIIIIIAAAAAAA WHERE R U???)
(AM I JUST WRITING THIS ALONE NOW???. OLIVIA)
/There's a room in a hotel in New York City
That shares our fate and deserves our pity
I don't want to remember it all
The promises I made if you just hold on
Hold on, hold on, hold on, hold on/
/I'm here to collect your hearts,
It's the only reason that I sing
I don't believe a word you say,
But I can't stop listening/
(Should I just be quoting FOB while I’m waiting for you?)
/But please don’t go I love you so my lovely
Please don’t go, please don’t go, I love you so, I love you so
Please don’t go, please don’t go, I love you so, I love you so
Please break my heart, hey/
(Plot twist I quoted breezeblocks instead)
Nula eye Prince Ren’s finely tailored clothing. “How tax payer dollars did you spend to get that?”
Prince Ren didn’t falter, and instead smiled with grace, “Actually, it was a gift by one of the stores in my country. It’s handsown, I’m glad you like it.”
Rigel smirked, then started his usual flirtations, “I personally think you’d look better without any of the frilly stuff. Or any of the clothing.”
Prince Ren blushed, “Oh, I wouldn’t want to destroy my modesty. Or anyone else’s.”
Draco breathed a deep sigh of relief. He was half expected the prince to be enraged by the protégés words.
(What do u want to have happen?)
(THALIA x REN needs to happen for a small bit)
“Guys.” Thalia said through gritted teeth. “What are you doing?”
“Enjoying the beautiful new company,” Rigel said with a feral grin at Prince Ren whilst he wiggled his eyebrows.
Prince Ren laughed it off, then gave a smile that would sweep anyone off their feet when he looked at Thalia, “Why thank you, but I’m just fortunate to sit next to such a beautiful lady.”
Thalia practically fell out of her chair. “Um…thankyou?” She cursed herself for phrasing the last few words like a question.
Prince Ren gave her another dashing smile, “So what brings you here to this country? I’m am on… I guess you could say diplomatic reasons, but what about you?”
Nula smiled deviously. “We’re here for—
“A competition.” Draco replied before Nula could make up a Twisted reason for being here.
(EEEEEPPPP DO YOU KNOW HOW EXCITED I GOT WHEN I SAW THIS ON MY UNREAD)
Prince Ren raised his eyebrows, “A competition? I didn’t here of it, could you enlighten me?” He smiled, glancing at Thalia. It was evident who the prince’s favorite was. Kyle was internally screaming about it.
Rvan sat down between Skylar and Thalia. (For reference, the table order of ‘who sits next to who’ is: Rvan, Thalia, Kyle, Nula, Gregory, Clay, Edwin, Kan, Ramell, Ebony, Emora, Rigel, Draco, Skylar. (It’s a circle table btw)). They ordered their food and made some small chat.
“The Official are holding a competition for all of the dramans in their country and the winners get to be their elite bodyguard along with an elite salary,” Draco leaned closer to the prince, “You didn’t hear that from me.”
(The name is Sorcium)