forum Royalty Roleplay (OPEN REBOOT)

Started May 19, 2019 by @Fraust

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"I guess you can stay…" Savannah listened for a moment. "I think they've already apprehended him anyways." She wrapped the jacket tighter around herself. She still had to hold the front closed so her chest wasn't visible, but she was still less exposed than she had been before. "I'm just afraid that whoever is in charge of all this is going to send more people."

The guards, who had recuperated from their tumble, grammed the man's arms and properly restrained him. "What are you smiling about?" Virdan asked as the guards started heading out of the room. He walked beside them and glared at the hitman.

"I have a lot to smile about." Was the last thing he said to them. No matter what they do to him, he wouldn't talk.

Damian
Damian decided to stay behind with Savannah, at least for now.
(Sorry it's short. I didn't know what else to write.)

"Hopefully they get him out of my room soon so maybe I could actually put some clothes on… I don't necessarily have to, since I sleep in this, but I don't typically wear it out in public."

(How)
(The hell)
(Do I get Marcus in this???)

(Oh my stars MOOD)

The knights took the man down to the dungeon, where the man who had shot Savannah was still being held. They tossed him into a cell while Virdan talked with Caspian. "He seemed pretty determined not to speak." The knight said, watching as Cress locked the cell up. "He will." The king said. "It's faces like his - smiles so confident - that tend to be easier to break than they expect of themselves. I'll have Leonus deal with him later." As the High Knights and the king headed back up the stairs, a guard rushed down to the Meeting Hall to inform William and the royals of what had happened.

"How about lunch in the garden?" Damian squeezed Savannah's hand, she needed a break and some fresh air. The garden had huge hedges around it, and the could place a few guards out there for safety measures.

Savannah nodded and allowed Damian to lead her outside into the garden. It was around sixty degrees (Fahrenheit, just in case I'm the only American), which normally would have been fine, but Savannah was a bit chilly just in her dressing gown with Damian's jacket.

As they left the building, Damian whispered to a servant to bring out a blanket. He knew it was a bit chilly, but it wasn't too bad. "What would you like to eat? I could send some servants to bring us some food."

"Oh, just sandwiches or something is fine. Nothing too extravagant." Savannah thanked the servant when she was given a blanket, wrapping it around her shoulders and looking up at the sky.

"Sandwiches and two bowls of soup." Damian said before the servant left. "I figured eating something warm would help. "Damian lend back and rested his head on the back of the bench. His mind was racing around with many questions, who was this person and why is he only targeting Savannah?

Savannah nodded, glancing around the garden. It was really quite pretty, she she wished she could come out to see it more often. However, with the assassins having a target on her back, she knew she wouldn't be allowed to go anywhere alone for a while. Even now, a few guards stood in the garden with them.

A few minutes later, a servant came out with a tray of food. It looked exquisite. "You should eat something, you've had a long day." Quickly the servant left. Damian made sure to watch everyone's moves carefully. Who knows who is a spy now. And the last thing he wanted was Savannah getting hurt again. "How are you feeling?"

"I'm okay… my shoulder still hurts some, but I'm otherwise fine." Savannah took a bite of her sandwich, leaning against Damian. The sky was lovely today.