Georgiana watched, standing awkwardly near the doorstep. I'll just wait here, then? She thought, unsure of what to do. She had planned to comfort the princess, but now there was a man… Georgiana hated meeting new people. Probably best to just wait.
(Rest in spaghetti never forgetti)
(honestly same)
Riverpaw watched the two people disappear into the building, then she looked up at the new girl - Georgiana, apparently - standing there. She seemed like she wanted to help that sad girl, Savannah, so why didn't she go inside too? It wasn't exactly her business, but Riverpaw couldn't bring herself to leave without knowing if she'd be okay. So, she lay down against the wall, resting her head on her paws and deciding to wait too. Her sister wasn't expecting her home any time soon.
Marcus came running past, his armor clanking. He spotted Georgiana. He skidded to a stop.
"Have you seen the princess?!" He asked, slightly out of breath.
"Er, yes, I have," she answered cautiously, "why do you need her?"
"I was told to-" he took a moment to breathe.
"I was told to bring her back to the palace."
"As was I," Georgiana replied curtly, "the princess is occupied at the moment, but I will be sure to accompany her back to the palace when she is finished."
"Here sit." Damian pulled out a chair. No matter how many times he tried, he could never fully get rid of his prince act. "Well, I'll be back with some food," and with that he disappeared into the kitchen. He thought she was quite beautiful, but obviously wasn't going to say anything. They just met, that would be weird.
"All the guard were sent out; the king and queen-" He said, before sitting down. He rubbed his eyes.
"Oh, screw it. I'll wait with you."
Georgiana smiled, turning her face so he wouldn't see it. She had known some of the guards to be pompous and rude, and was glad he wasn't like that. She struggled to keep her tone formal as she replied, "I think the princess needs some time. She was told she would have to be married off to someone she had never met."
Marcus raised an eyebrow.
"Is that not what is expected of her? Did she think it would not happen?" Marcus seemed confused. He looked up at Georgiana.
Georgiana shook her head, "of course it was expected. That does not mean it is right. If I were forced to marry someone I never knew, I would be upset as well."
"I guess I don't understand." Marcus put his hand on the ground next to him, and pulled his glove off. His pale skin was in stark contrast to the ground around him.
"You wouldn't," Georgiana said simply, without thinking. Suddenly, she realized what she had said, and stuttered, "I - I mean, not that - I didn't mean - it's just - " she sighed, knowing she never had been and never would be able to talk to people.
Marcus gave a small laugh.
"Don't worry about it. Really, it's fine. It doesn't bother me when someone speaks the truth."
Riverpaw scooted further behind the corner, listening to their conversation. So Savannah was a princess, she was being forced to marry someone, she didn't want to, but it was expected of her? None of that sounded okay, and now she was much more worried for that girl.
(Is Riverpaw a wolf? Or a cat? I remember a bunch of rps with Riverpaw, so I don't remember, sorry.)
Georgiana suddenly noticed the animal next to her and jumped. She was terrified of all animals. They were unpredictable. Without meaning to, she stepped closer to Marcus.
(That's okay, she's a wolf. @Caustic_Fraust said she can be a shifter, though, so she's just in wolf form rn)
Marcus glanced up at Georgiana.
"Afraid of a wolf pup?" He pushed himself up, and he was now standing next to Georgiana.
"Um…" Georgiana noticed her voice getting higher, "no, I am perfectly all right, thank you very much."
Marcus kept himself from laughing. That would be rude.
"Don't worry ma'am! I'll protect you!" He struck a heroic pose, his armor glinting in the light. He had to keep himself from laughing again, and he winked at Georgiana.
Georgiana resisted the urge to giggle; she knew it would end up being high-pitched and unnatural. "I did say I was fine, but thank you for your…" she cleared her throat, attempting to sound professional, "efforts."
Marcus chuckled.
"Anything for a pretty lady."
Georgiana blushed. No one had ever told her she was pretty before.
“Thank you, sir.” Savannah sat down and folded her hands in her lap neatly, glancing about the restaurant. A few people were watching her, but she was pretty sure they didn’t recognize her. They just thought she was attractive. She felt a little self conscious about this, but she’d been taught to stand the staring.