“No, no, you misunderstand me,” James pleaded, laying his hands on the table. “I think that you can do it, but I don’t want to lose you in the process.” He paused, rethinking what he’d just said. Blushing, he said, “Pardon my insistence.”
One of Rose's hands twitched as she caught the prince's slight slip-up. What does that mean?
"Right. Of course. But I can defend myself, you know," she reminded the men.
The king glared at her for a moment longer before sighing. "While you may be able to defend yourself, you are still my daughter and heir to my throne. Therefore, we cannot risk losing you, as we said earlier."
“Also, they’re dragons,” James added. “Not that I don’t think you can defend yourself. But, they’re twenty to forty foot long dragons who happen to possess ridiculously long teeth that shouldn’t fit into their mouths at all. And wings. And claws. And so many other things that are probably going to threaten my best men’s lives.” His expression turned hard, and he stood up. “Please excuse me, sir. I need to be there with them.”
The king nodded his approval and waved the prince off. "Yes, yes, you are dismissed."
Rose walked to a corner of the room to look out a window, pointedly avoiding Jameson's eyes.
//yEET
“Thank you, sir,” James bowed, leaving the room. Once he was clear of the room, he started to run, sheathed sword repeatedly hitting his leg as he went.
Rose stayed by the window even after Jameson left, her arms crossed tightly over her chest and a neutral expression on her face.
"Rose… We're just trying to protect you," the King explained gently.
(Shoop-shoop-shoop-shoopy-doo.)
(Lol. I just type random noises when no one's on…)
(You wanna RP? Cause I'm bored and leaving to go to the state fair – XD – soon.)
(STATE FAIR WHOOOOOOOOOO)
(This is my first time going – basically – alone! My grandparents will be there, but not necessarily with me. I'm going with friends and my sister.)
(And now I have to shower…)
//ooh i hope you have fun!
(I did!!! It was so fun!!! But my ears are ringing really loudly…
Also, Sly, I took a picture of a snek for you!)
(Sha-la-la-la-la-la, my oh my!
Looks like this RP died,
Something something something…
Kiss the girl.)
(Wow, it feels like that was so enthusiastic…)
//XD
It didn’t die, per se
It just….
Withered out of existence
But we can still safe it!
chants live, live, live
(Also chanting live, live, live, live, live, live, live, live, live, live, live, live)
Shalalalala
Don’t you die!
You wanna be alive
Go on and revive this RP
Shalalalala
Don’t be scared!
We got the mood prepared!
You gonna be alive//
Rose stayed by the window even after Jameson left, her arms crossed tightly over her chest and a neutral expression on her face.
"Rose… We're just trying to protect you," the King explained gently.
“Exactly,” James said, popping his head in through the doorway before running off again.
(Lol, you guys… I was incredibly bored when I wrote that…)
Rose started at the prince's sudden reappearance, but she remained unmoving where she stood.